Autocorrect has no idea what to do with me. With my:
Style.
Substance.
Writing style.
Even now, Autocorrect is trying to correct, what I am saying. I fight with it, on the daily, to leave my words be! The way that, I, me, and mines, INTENDED for them to BE.
Well, I know, being about that slang, what the world kind of writing style that makes absolutely NO sense making ANY sense, somehow, makes sense, because the words are coming from ME.
The world, is just like Autocorrect. Forever tryna get me to spell words and say words and be things and see things, the world’s way.
Ha!
I think not.
I shall continue to write, say, live ridiculously, fabulously, unapologetically.
I SHALL continue to:
Chair dance, in the dark, in my undies, no less. Heckamiah, I chair dance, now, in broad daylight, in my undies. Hey! Don’t judge me. We living under constant, persistent heat advisors of 100 plus temps. Whew.
Sing, loudly, badly with my fave blue screw driver. Reminds me to schedule another performance, for Jesus, later. Love singing love songs to Him. I loves me some Him, yall. HE digs me, as well. Who knew?!🥰😳
Write.
Walk.
For:
You.
Me.
The Universe.
I shall….huh?!!
What’s that?!!!!
*Cassandra busts a move to ‘Just Got Paid’ that jumped into her headset.*
YYYYYYAAAAAAAASSSSSSS!
Rock with me, beloveds.
🥰
*Cassandra grabs The Father’s Hand and rocks with it*
Okay, beloveds, am back. I sowwy. I am doing my best to squeeze EVERY second of joy 😂 I can, out of this lemon, er, life.🤣
I say all of that, to say this:
Know, your worth.
Speak, your truth.
Share, your confidence.
It will and does help others to share theirs.
Then, maybe, they may share theirs, with some others and THEY may share theirs with others.
Rinse.
Repeat.
Until, we have a universe full of chair dancing, blue screw driver singing, dancing in undies under cover of darkness or light, folk who are living, with intention, loudly, lovingly, ridiculously,unapologetically.
YYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAASSSSS!
*Cassandra snatches GS, cfoster20, Cynthia weird, jackrussellterrier23, Doig Bannat, Inner Peace, Jason and all her other 50 posse members and starts a great line 💃🕺. Uh, oh, almost forgot wombie, my big bro and sis. I sowwy. Lets go!!. *
This is YOUR time, beloveds. Make it do what it do.
Don’t fear or fret about your writing style and who may or may not receive or love it. We are just asked to try and make our do do what IT do, right?
Life is short.
Get after it.
Ready?
Set?
Go!
loving me some Him and all of you,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
#YouAreLoved
#YouAreNotAlone
#KeepBeingYou
Note: I sowwy, beloveds. I am making it rain all up in your inbox. I can’t help myself. God keeps pestering me to tell you how very much He loves you. GOD loves yall. Isn’t that amazing to know? We, God and I, have been yakking about His Love for YOU all morning.
During our morning walks, God is FOREVER telling me to tell you this and to remind you of that. I ask Him to tell you Himself, already!…lol. He says He is a Gentleman and does not barge in, uninvited.
Do me a fave, beloveds, and let Him stop by for a quick chat. Tell Him hi for me and get my sabbatical here!
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REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS. 👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢 Beloveds, Real talk. Despise not small beginnings. “For who hath despised the day of small things?”— Zechariah 4:10 KJV I want to talk about your hard. Not motivational-poster hard. Not the kind somebody can wrap up in three sentences and put underneath a pretty picture of a … Continue reading REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢→
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Photo by Ron Lach on Pexels.com Dear Younger Me,There are a few things that I want you to know. First off you are amazing just as you are. There are going to be a lot of trials in your life but don’t worry you will make it through. Make sure you spend time with yourself […]
Be encouraged, beloveds. Have been trying to encourage you in as many ways as I can. 1000 posts worth. Wow. Whew. Think I shall go think on and post about all this.
Whatcha mean, I just did?
Okay, so I have. Be encouraged, anywaze.
I am fixing to fix me a bowl of Lucky Charms to celebrate 🎉.
Thankful,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
#HereForYou
Note: Thanks for taking this ride, with me. Remember:
So, you thought the world cares, only to find the world could care less? The world could care less, about you. What’s more, the world cared even less, about your dreams.
So what?
YOU believe, in you.
God, believes in, you.
Life, believes, in you.
Jesus, believes, in you.
The Universe, believes, in you.
The world has turned itself:
Upside, down.
Inside, out.
The world has been chasing it’s tail, for quite some time. And, folk are chasing the world around all kind of…*shrug*.
Don’t ask me, beloveds. I am too busy:
Chasing, dreams.
Losing.
Winning.
Losing, more.
Laughing, harder.
Loving, strangers.
Walking.
Taking, a step.
Living, with intention.
Embracing, change.
Eating hard, for breakfast.
Chilling, in the fiery furnace, with Jesus.
Yucking it up, with Yikes! and Egads!
Having ridiculously stupid and absolutely delicious conversations, with my wombie.
Arguing, er, talking life, with my bros, sis and Candace.
Believing in/for, things I can not yet see.
Being content, in ALL things and situations.
Cutting myself, some slack.
Cutting up.
Squeezing EVERY single drop, from this thing called, life.
Squeezing EVERY single drop, tear, laugh, resolve, truth, love, joy, peace, hope, integrity, inspiration, perspiration, recreation, from this heart, of mine.
TRYing.
Loving.
Receiving.
BEing.
So?
What?
I don’t have time for a world that had no time, no use for me. I am too busy riding and dying with:
The Universe.
God.
Life.
Jesus.
Fam.
Friends.
Wombie.
Me.
You.
Keep on believing, beloveds.
In, you.
In, your dreams.
In, your fam.
In, your friends.
In, your fellow man.
In, The Universe.
In, God.
In, me.
ALL may, perhaps, at times, appear to let you down. Forgive. Move, past. Move, forward. Rinse. Repeat.
The more, I sit, with these words, the stronger my try, becomes.
The longer, I receive, these words, the stronger my love, for myself, gets.
The deeper, I reflect, these words, the stronger my love, for my fellow man, grows.
The more, I embrace, these words, the stronger my joy, for the universe, becomes.
The longer, I choose, these words, the greater my love, for God, grows.
The deeper, I acknowledge these words, the deeper my friendship, for/with Jesus, shows.
I am not strong.
I don’t have to be.
When I am weak, I am loved, still.
When I can’t, I am loved, still.
When my try, has tried and has failed, I am loved, still.
As I walked for others, today, I:
Sat.
Received.
Reflected.
Embraced.
Chose.
Acknowledged.
Walk for someone, today, beloveds.
Someone is tired. They don’t yet know, they are loved. They may not know, they are not alone. They may not believe, they don’t have to be strong.
Beloveds:
Sit.
Receive.
Reflect.
Embrace.
Choose.
Acknowledge.
One step.
One step.
One step.
walking for someone today,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
#WalkForSomeoneToday
#IAmNotStrong
#KickRocksApathy
#WeAllWeGotButWeAllWeNeed
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Note: I challenge you to drag lazy, fear and apathy and walk for someone, today. I challenge you to make a hashtag that will make you smiled and God 😂 laugh. Let me know how your walk has gone. The Universe needs your hands, your heart, your shoulder, your feet, your joy, your friendship, your laughter, your try, and mostly, your love. God and Life need those things. I could use those things. You already have mine.
Yet, I let lazy give me all kinds of reasons to be, well, lazy and not do something about it.
In truth, my buddha belly grew, in part, from comfort eating due to missing mom, missing laying my head upon HER buddha belly.
Ah, I miss you, mom. I miss laying my grown behind, on your King mattress, cheek pressed snuggly, warmly, upon your tummy. I loved making you laugh so I could hear the rumble and tumble, of laughter, gushing from your buddha belly.
Time for this buddha belly, to be gone. I don’t need it. Lazy can kick rocks. I got thangs to do…lol.
I’m not ashamed of, my buddha belly. It was/is just a sign of a formerly broken heart. Now, that I have healed. Now, that I am healing, still, I am yearning for my outside to match my inside.
Truly, as I keep moving, as I keep asking, as I keep praying, as I keep loving, as I keep trying, I am finding…ME!
Ah, love.
Aha, Cassandra!
I see you, beloved.
In the meantime, I tenderly pat my buddha belly. I cherish me. I love me. ALL of me. Especially, the buddha belly part, of me. She needs me, the most.
Beloveds, if yall do NOT stop accepting any old thing and any old body, into your heart and life, I am going to make you walk incline 10 times!
You take more care on selecting fruit than you do on who you love and who you allow to love on you.
I mean it!
Stop that!!
There is only ONE you.
Just because the world is full of chickens, does NOT mean you have to hide, being an 🦅 eagle, in order to fit your priceless heart, into the life and heart of someone who can’t even take care of their own heart.
You are much too priceless and precious to keep giving your heart to those who will not cherish ALL you are.
Take stock. Have courageous conversations with those who are your posse. Is the relationship only going in one direction? Are you loved only for what you do and give?
If so, shows those chickens, the door.
If you have been the taker, get some act right. Acknowledge being about you. Apologize. Start again. Then get about getting about it.
Don’t become discouraged when scammers come your way. They do. They will. Only today, I told someone to kick rocks. He was carrying on about being lonely and his wife dying and his 10 year old daughter needing a mom.
I told him to STOP shopping for a babysitter, for his child. Then, I gave him my email address and told him to let his daughter know I was praying for her and give me a shout out if she wanted.
I received an email. I responded. I received a reply from a supposed ten year old who said she was lonely and sad and had no parent to buy her things.
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
I told him shame on him for scamming others. And, if it was his daughter he had taught her poorly. Smh.
Beloveds, when you put out to the universe for applications, you WILL need to sift through them and have a vigorous screening, interviewing and probationary process. You would do no less in looking for a great job!
Go through your contacts. If you have not heard from your people, more than likely you are not THEIR people. That’s okay. Clear the contact to make room for someone who will be there for and with you. I check on my people on the regular. Stop making excuses for those who get to you when they get to you, if at all.
I am doing my best to share the best practices I have gathered over the past 54 years. I am doing my best to help folk not wait decades to pursue their dreams.
It’s not that I didn’t pursue mine. I just allowed a whole lot of fear, doubt, anger, anxiety, lazy, and a million other things to slow me down.
No matter. God and Life just helped me turn all those things into this outrageous one, called me. They took ALL into account. It’s why ALL THINGS work together, for the good, for those who love God and who are called for His Purpose.
I have rambled long enough. I have more universe applications to work my way through.
Be encouraged.
You are loved.
You are not alone.
Keep on being…YOU.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
#HereForIt!
Note: Seriously, wombie?! Smh. I love you, sis. More than you shall EVER know. Thank you for allowing me to be the outrageous me the world always says is too loud. You have helped me grow. I am a better me, because of you. Love your twin, Sweetpea.
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 