The universe is my posse.

I am my own, best friend.

I am my own, supporter.

I am my own, encourager.

I have had to be.

Folks said I was ‘strong’, therefore, folks kept themselves, well, to themselves…*shrug*.

Yet, I have ALWAYS longed for, my posse. My group. My folk who would be my ‘ride or die’ my whole life long.

I wait, still. It used to bother me. It bothers me, still. My soul, has been restless, yearning, for MY posse. I KNOW it is out there. I know it. I always have.

I tried to go it, alone. I really did. Yet, God and Life were, and are, whispering to me that my posse, awaits. I have wanted to tell Them to go on ahead and kick some rocks. I HAVE said the same. My heart, though, has known my posse is out there, THERE, somewhere.

When I wrote ‘Taking Applications’,..hmm…that piece just did something for me, beloveds. That, piece. Smh. THAT piece! It made me get all up in my own face. It made me challenge my dreams, my thoughts, my hopes, my dreams.

Did I REALLY BELIEVE the universe was out there, FOR me.

For, ME?!

Yea, I do.

Beloveds, once I said ‘I do’, the universe appears to have married me!

Ah.

Aha!

The Universe: My Posse.

All along.

God knew this.

Life knew this.

Now, I, dearly beloveds, KNOW this.

This knowledge is why I now consider the wide world, my posse. Whosoever will, will. As for the rest? Beats me. I shall love them, still.

Still.

The more I open my heart, to God, to Life, to the universe, to the world, to folk seen and unseen, the more me loves me. And, the more me loves me, the more I can love others. Rinse. Repeat.

Wonderful.

The bible says ‘This is the day the Lord hath made. I shall rejoice and be glad in it’. Every day. EVERY day. Every DAY. Be glad, in the day. Rejoice, in the day. Let God love you, in the day. Let Life love you, in the day. Let the universe be your posse. We are here for you. Be encouraged.

here,

Cassandra

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