The Universe is my oyster.
Nuff said.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
ttnette37@yahoo.com
Note: Folks are forever chasing things, clicks, likes and the like. Terribly sad. Most are wandering around, feeling unloved, unseen, unheard and unlike themselves. They try to turn themselves into someone else, ANYONE else. They fear they will never be quite enough, on their own. They are. YOU are.
God made this life for you to enjoy. Made it so you could love and BE loved. The Universe was meant to be your oyster. Not things. Things come. Things go. What remains?
Great question.
Keep asking.
Put down, your dukes.
Open up, your heart.
Let love in.
Let light in.
Enjoy every single moment, second, minute, hour, day, week, month, year!
Breathe.
Deeply.
Turn down the noise.
Slow down.
Stop.
Listen.
Look.
SEE.
Do you see?
Ah.
Aha!
No manner of jewels can hide a wounded/broken heart.
The Universe is your oyster. What does this mean? Ask. He shall speak.
Listen.
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
- IT ME!
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 