Month: July 2023

I think not.

I think not.

Not anymore.

I have been thinking.

All this thinking has kept me thinking.

Thinking has made me afraid to think of much else besides what others think:

Of me.

Of my future.

Of my potential.

Of my style.

Of my worth.

Of all that I have never had, been or seen.

I think that I am done thinking of what others think of me because of what others have thunk think about them.

Think that it’s about time to be thinking of ridiculously long without commas or two many comma run on sentences.

I think these sentences are mine.

In thinking about what I think. And, not thinking about what others think, makes me to think, I think I may just have discovered a new way of thinking.

MY way.

Will thinking this way please most?

I think not.

Think I care?

I think not.

Not much, I am thinking.

I think.

I THINK!

Ah.

Aha!

thinking,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Too many folks are worrying what everyone in the wide world thinks except them!

Foolhardy, don’t you think?

Launch out.

Tonight, as I prayed and lamented to God that what I was trying and doing appears to continually bear both fruit, I asked God what was I doing wrong?

His answer: God is simply wanting to be. With us. For us. ALL He longs for is US. You. Me. How we are. A mess. Fixed up. New. Old. Broken. Healed. Whole. Half. God doesn’t care. He just loves. Period.

I was telling my zombie my blog is me. I am my blog. It is enough. For now. For, now is all I have.

All I want to do and shall do for the rest of my days is to encourage folk and let them know they are loved and not alone until I take my last breath.

When shall that be? Only God knows and He’s not telling. Be encouraged.

My hands tire, beloveds. Pray God open doors soon. I weary, not worry, just a bit. Give up on me? On my dreams coming true tomorrow?

I think not.

I don’t have to win to win.

I don’t have to win to win. I don’t have to be the one to cross the finish line first to have won.

I don’t need to be the one to hold up the trophy but I still would have won the prize. I don’t need to have a cheering crowd to let me know that I have succeeded.

My try is my 🏆 prize. My effort is my trophy. My sweat and my tears are my diamonds and my rubies.

I don’t have to wait for the acknowledgment of others. I don’t have to win to win. I just have to try. Simple as that.

My try is enough. I am enough. As are you. Begin. Enjoy every step of the journey. If none go with you, go alone.

Ready.

Set.

Let’s go!

going with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You don’t need an adoring crowd as proof you have made it. It be proud of how far you have already come. Embrace the hardness of the journey. It is a building a beautiful, better you. You can. You will. You are loved. You are not alone. Keep on being you. I love me some you.

My blue screw driver: Don’t be afraid to be you.

I love to sing love songs to Jesus. Truth be told I’m not very good at it. About all I can muster is a joyful noise, as church folk call it. I don’t think Jesus minds.⁰⁰

While singing, I have my favorite blue screwdriver. You can’t tell me nothing when I have my blue screwdriver, in hand.

I am at Carnegie Hall.

I am on Broadway.

I AM broadway!!

To the world, I just look like a little old lady, singing with a stupid blue screw driver.

To me, to Him, I am presenting a world class piece. MY piece. MY shaky voice. MY boundless enthusiasm. MY endless love for Him.

This is enough. For him. For me.

Life is short. Sing. Badly. Sing. Gladly. Let your song be enough. Your song is enough. As are you.

Keep going. Keep on being you.

Fear not. Take fear with you if you have to.

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Time: Knowing WHERE you are.

Yikes!

Egads!

*Cassandra turns around wondering what the what the Yikes! and Egads! were frantically gesturing at*

Oh, okay. Thanks yall.

Opps.

Scuze me. Realized I was just about to send the WRONG information, to the RIGHT place, because I was in the WRONG place, thus pulling up the WRONG information. After correcting said mistake, I got the RIGHT information, to the RIGHT place, thus RIGHTing a near WRONG simply because of knowing WHERE I was.

Whew.

Part of my efforts, to use time in as efficient a manner as possible, is knowing where I am, throughout my day.

I make sure to keep my mind acting right, by keeping it hydrated and fueled.

I make sure to keep my spirit right, by keeping it hydrated and fueled by spending some quality time with God and Life to keep my spirits lifted and restored/revived as needed. I also check on THEM, letting Them know I care about our relationship and not their to get a gumball or ring from the gimme gimme machine.

I make sure to keep my heart right, by getting in my me time and reminding myself to cut Ms. C some slack as she IS trying, for heaven’s sake.

I make sure to keep the folks I love and yak with, on the regular, acting right, by reaching out to them to make sure they are okay and let them know if I am in need of a shoulder, hug, or boot to the rear. Trust me, beloveds, I am in need of all, on the regular please and thank you very much(I suspect you need these as well, eh? Don’t worry, I won’t tell. Can’t be messing up your pristine and perfect image, eh?).

Reflecting on my near work mishap has me pondering life and how we can miss out simply by rushing forward and not recognizing, realizing or understanding WHERE we are.

Are we:

Tired.

Bored.

Frustrated.

Annoyed.

Lonely.

Reflective.

Resistant.

Resistive.

Receptive.

Open.

Closed.

Willing.

We can be a million things or one thing, all at once. It’s important to know where your feels are so you can either tell your feels to get a grip or allow them to process so you can keep your life moving, in the RIGHT direction. Based upon, RIGHT information, not WRONG information, based upon your feels.

Once you have the right mindset to process things, in your right mind, you will know if you are to turn right, left, or stand still. Right, peeps?….hahahahahahaha!

Once you are walking, in your right mind, you can more freely determine what to do with and in your time. Remembering, some things take time. Cut yourself some slack and let yourself grow or slow, as needed.

You got this, beloveds.

Finally, understand we shall ever be works, in progress. None of us, shall ever be finished products. Thank goodness!

Don’t get so used to fighting battles that you think life is nothing but an endless battle. Life is many things all at once. Enjoy it. Enjoy YOU. If others, don’t recognize the wonderfulness of them, that’s THEIR work and preference. Different books for different readers.

As always, I love you. I pray for you. I fight for you. I root you on. I commiserate with you. I cry with you. I walk alongside you. Do the same for me, would you please and thanks.

Ah, beloveds, life is so very much worth living.

Love life. Love some you.

*hugs self*

I love you, Jesus.

I love You, Life.

I love You, Father, with ALL my heart, mind, soul and spirit.

I love you, Britta, and am thinking of the two moms.

I love you, cfoster. I pray for you, on the daily. God says He loves Him some you.

I love you, Sebastian, cuz you sneak me a like, every now and again.

I love you, recent likers. You know who you are.

Hmm….I am in love with the wide world, tonight.

I love you, wombie, even when autocorrect calls you zombie. Opps and scuze me. 😉

gving my all,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Time: Knowing WHY you do.

Why do you:

Love, him?

Like, her?

Live, there?

Work, there?

Care?

Could care less?

Why do you:

Do, what you do?

Don’t do, what you don’t do?

Why do you;

Dare?

Dare not?

Why do you:

Speak up?

Shut up?

Shut down?

Why do you:

Go there?

Stay there?

Wish you were never there?

Why do you:

Share?

Hoard?

Why do you:

Keep this?

Toss that?

Why do you?

Who do you want to do you with?

Who would you:

Kick to the curb?

Love the rest of your life?

Questions.

Questions.

Why do you:

Ask no questions?

Ask so many questions?

Asking for a Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It’s imperative to know your whys. Why? Great question! Keep asking…

Time: Eat MY cookies or starve.

I have heard it said that we teach people how to treat us.

The older I get, the older this saying rings true.

I enjoying sharing the things I have learned through heart aches, heart breaks or from being hard headed. No matter, I love sharing to try and save folks some of the aforementioned.

Lately, I find I have been writing pieces. Then, I will go about sharing them with this person and that to save THEM some time. Or, for some who don’t like to accept cookies or for this reason or that one. All, however, for the convenience, of others.

More and more, it is taking more and more of MY time. Today, I made up my mind it was my LAST time sharing my wordpress posts to folks texts and emails. Drat it all, go to the blasted website or sign up, using your email so you can receive the messages every day, already! Ack.

Scuze me. Didn’t realize how frustrated I was becoming redundanting myself so others can conveniently eat my oyster cracker at their leisure. The heck with all that!

Sign up for the emails!

Accept the blasted cookies so you can sign up for the emails!

Take a bit of time and get to know ME, through my blog, as my blog IS me and stop asking how I am doing. You can find out on the daily if youu want!!!!

Ack!

Okay, so I have to blame myself as I am the doofus who have made things super convenient and ‘easier’ for folks to want to spend time with me, in written form.

The reason I mention this, beloveds, is I am saddened to see how so many people shrink themselves into the boxes of others, in order for folks to ‘love them’ or find them in a small enough quantity to be consumed.

Fresh hell.

Enjoy me, in ALL my forms, or take two seats. If you love me, you will love ALL of me. And, now, you do NOT have to read every piece. How about one or two every now and again? How about putting up with my mad/sad/frustrated/troubled and not just scoop up all of my love, joy, peace, encouragement and the like?

Yes, I love loving you. Yet, I also need and desire to be loved, in return. I deserve to have my heart heard. As do you, beloveds.

It is high past time that we hold ourselves accountable to making sure our heart, our dreams, our voices are heard, respected and protected.

Enough, already, with the absolute LIE that we ought do this life alone, struggling and too much of a burden to be born.

Kick rocks on THAT!

I have much to give. As, beloveds, do you. Offer your love but also ensure folk enjoy you as you are. If they can’t/won’t accept you as you are, not as they think you should be, take your cookies and serve them to folks who would gladly enjoy you and ALL you are.

glad to be me,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You don’t have to keep paying rent, on this earth. You do NOT have to spend one more second trying to buy folk affection. There are enough of us out there who will love you for the rest of your days. Speaking of which:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

I love you.

Keep on being…YOU!

Time: What the what the?!

What the…

What the what…

What the what the!??

*Cassandra was about to toss the biggest fit Thanos ever imagined, due to not being able to find the instructions, when Yikes! and Egads! calmly pointed to the drawer she had assigned to such things to prevent a finger snap of world shaking proportions*

Ehem.

Scuze me, beloveds.

If you have been with me, the past little while, you may perchance have noticed me getting more and more organized. This shall help keep me from exploding your inbox with 50 million pieces of wonderfulness best served in modest doses. A friend told me it’s preferred to get 3 pieces out and on the daily/regular. Beats me if this is actual a known/relevant fact but seems more reasonable then the 10 plus I could EASILY produce from this hat rack called my peanut brain…hahahahahahahaha.

N-E-Waze, I truly was about to have a fit due to not being able to find a set of instructions. As God and Life are healing, my insides, I am longing and wanting my outside to match, as well.

I am doing my utmost to get my bod, such as it is, together.

I am doing my level best, to get my apartment to a level and welcoming place I may or may not invite folk to enter.

I am honestly trying to try to keep my act right acting right in as many places as I can get to.

Life is short. I am doing all I know to live as intentionally and as fully as I can.

While I am doing so, I am doing my best to share my best practices, with any and all who can be of use to them. If nothing else, perhaps my tests and trials may produce a smile or two or ten. Either way, we all win, don’t we?

I encourage you to grab a notepad and writing utensil and jot down anything that may serve you or those you know.

I don’t want to waste one more second without letting you know how much I care for you, each and every soul, and letcha know you are NOT alone. Nope, I have your backs, in prayer, on the daily, on the regular and through the wee hours, of the night.

Why do I keep on keeping on reaching out to a seemingly uncaring world? Because I KNOW folks care. They just don’t know how to express love and care due to past wounds and hurts infliced when they tried, before. Don’t hold it against, folk, peeps, let’s keep on loving one another, shall we?

In the meantime, I shall continue to save as much time, as I can, by getting more organized. This way, I won’t have to snap and lose half of yall. If you don’t/haven’t caught the Thanos joke, watch Avengers: Infinity War and Avengers: Endgame. You will enjoy them.

Let’s keep on keeping on and love this world, best we can. Start with you.

What the what the??!

*Cassandra hears a cup of coffee hollering in the kitchen.*

Later gators…

loving me some you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, really, wombie? SMH. She gets the joke. The rest of you will understand the entire piece is a note. She is FOREVER carrying on about making sure to note to leave a note. Noted, sis……hahahahahaha!…*wink*

Time: Chunky vs. Small Chunks.

In battling with this heat, I have learned many thing about my tiny air cooler thingamajig.

It prefers, larger chunks. of ice. I have found the smaller cubes melt quicker. Meaning, I had to make more of them, using more of my day. After much experimentation, I have found freezing several glasses of water serves nice purpose of having large, circular, chunky ice which fits nicely into my tiny air cooler, thingamajig.

What’s more, I also figured out all I really need to do is to let the ice partially freeze, in said cups, then let those partially frozen, chunks, freeze in a freezer bag so I can get more cups freezing. Now, I have a nice surplus of frozen chunky ice.

Ah.

Aha!

In taking the time, beloveds, to experiment with how long this, that and the other thing, will take, I was able to allow enough time to do these things. In the end, I have more time to figure out what to do with the extra time I now have simply by taking the time to make better use of my time.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Life is short.

Use your time wisely.

Yet, don’t allow time to try and scare you into thinking you don’t and won’t have time to take some time to figure out the best way to maneuver through this thing called life.

Don’t let yourself get stuck in a box of having to do this, that and all the things the world will tell you are important.

You may find those ‘things’ are not quite as spectatular as previously billed.

This is why I sigh at so many chasing brass rings, rings in general, rubies, diamonds and so many material things they have lost sight of THE most important thing to covet: Time.

Tick.

Tick.

Boom, then time is gone.

The trick is in learning to leave your legacy in whatever length of time you are alloted.

Don’t, however, guard your time so jealously that you refuse to use some of it on doing what may be considered dumb and or frivolous. So what if it is frivolous to others? If you find amusement in the dumbness, by all means, get as silly as need be.

I can not tell you how much enjoyment I get in arguing with Jesus about what teams are going to make the NFL playoffs. Why? Because it’s fun. Did I learn anything? No. So what. Must we HAVE to spend our ENTIRE lives toiling at the alter of education? Nope.

In short, being/given time is short, I shall end here, shortly…hahahahahahahahaha.

I know. I know. I am wasting time playing around with the word time. We don’t have time for that, you say? Well, it’s MY time. Get gone then, if you want to take your time elsewhere. The point is, time is yours to use. In large chunks, or small segments, be sure to fill your time and days with love, joy, peace, hope and all kind of happenings and happenstances.

As for me and my house, I am being about that gnat life and filling my moments with as many moments with my fam and peeps, like you, as I can.

I am currently rocking and rolling to Baby Got Back….heyyy!!!!!….*Cassandra gets on down as she got it like that*….*hugs self*.

Huh?

What’s that?

Oh, okay.

Sorry, beloveds, Chunky ice said time to go meet the other chunky ice neighbors.

Cya, ain’t tryna be ya.

Forgive me, beloveds, I am in a weird writing space where I feel like playing around and talking like these young bucks have been talking in our training class. I find it fun to be working with folks in their early twenties. It’s amazing what they find important/interesting……*Cassandra makes a note to take some spare time to hang with more young peep to keep learning their strange ways*

Be encouraged.

rocking with some old school music,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Take your time.

Time is a buggaboo.

Time likes to try and scare the heck out of you trying to tell you that you are running out of…time.

Tick.

Tick.

Boom.

Opportunity, gone.

Life, wasted.

Ha!

Nah, boo, go on ahead and tell time to take two seats. God/Life have built enough time for you to get done what needs to be done.

Do NOT allow other folk’s time frames to frame YOUR time. Folk are forever in a rush to get to a place they have NO idea where they all rushing to. They are simply rushing after the person in front. And, like a lemming/dummy, THAT person is rushing after the person in front of them.

Where all these folk rushing to? Heck if even they know or remember.

So, beloveds, take the time to think out, prepare, and live your life with INTENTION. You will never know how much time Life and God has alloted. All you can do is utilize your time, at the time, in the most time-efficent manner YOU can.

And, don’t give two figs about folk judging you for taking too long. Or, for rushing headlong. Only YOU know what your heart is asking and needing you to do. Yes, it is important to get counsel and support from those who truly love and support you.

In the end, however, your time is just that: YOURS!

Don’t feel guilty for having to snatch your time away form those who abuse it and you. Give your time, gingerly. Guard your time, jealously. STOP, beloveds, giving it away to folks because it is what you have been used to do. Things change. You do NOT have to keep treating your time like spare/loose change. Your time is precious and priceless. As are you.

Alas, beloveds, it is time for me to recall my time and kick you all to the curb…lol.

I love you.

Love you, as well.

Be encouraged.

praying for the best for you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe