How much will it take to get you to give up on your dreams?

How much will it take to get you to give up on your dreams?

A stiff wind of adversity used to be all that took to get me to give up.

I would fight to the death for other dreams but my own…

I have to admit that I used to use the excuses of I was waiting on God to tell me what to do and how to do things before I could make my dreams come true.

I was afraid of letting him down. I was afraid of letting myself down.

Now that no longer matters to me. All that matters is my try. I do the best I can and don’t worry about the outcome. Not anymore.

I love the world. Period. End of story. Whether I am love back is not the point. Not anymore.

It hurts.

Not to be loved.

In return.

Yet I love.

Still.

Anyway.

In spite of.

Despite.

Regardless.

Why?

Because:

The world needs, to be loved.

I used to think:

I wasn’t not enough.

I was.

I am.

Period.

End of story.

Now, I write a new story.

One where I am:

Living, with intention.

Making diamonds in my shoes, from walking with hard, up Joy Mountain, bringing down mountains of:

Fear:

Despair.

Doubt.

Anger.

Pain.

Apathy.

Mediocrity.

I shall pursue:

Excellence.

Relentlessly.

Relentless, I shall vanquish EVERY sin, that can so easily beset me.

Outrageously, I shall chase down EVERY heart I can wrap my arms around to let him/her/they know:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

Lastly, okay, so yall know I just like saying lastly…πŸ€·β€β™€οΈπŸ˜πŸ€—

Finally, beloveds, open your heart wide. Let some light and life in, wouldja please and thanks. Asking for a Friend.

His and yours,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

Note: Don’t EVER, no NEVA, hecks to the naw, NEVER, give up on you. Keep going. I go with you. As does The Universe. You are exactly where you are supposed to be. The Universe has already taken our dumbness into account. Good thing, huh?πŸ€£πŸ˜‚πŸ€¦β€β™€οΈπŸ’ƒπŸ₯°πŸ™Œ

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