Me: God, let me fly!
God: Fly!
Me: How can I fly when finances, or lack thereof, are keeping me down?!
God: I gave you what you need. Fly, beloved.
Me: All I have is this old voice, in this broken down body, speaking from an old/dated balcony.
God: MORE than enough! Fly! The Universe is calling. The world is waiting for YOU. Go now. Fly!
Me: I shall try.
God: Bet!
*Cassandra takes a leap of faith, opens her 🚪 door, stands on her balcony and says*:
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Fly, beloveds. Right where you are. YOU are the very miracle you have been praying for.
- COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️🩹
- 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.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 