That thang that you do: Turn the page on yesterday.

Yesterday is over.

Whew!

Time to:

Turn, the page.

Start, a new one.

Another day has arrived.

We can write whatever we want.

We can BE, whatever we choose.

We can be any character we choose, in THIS day.

Forget about yesterday. It did what it did.

Focus on THIS day. YOUR day. Doing that thang only YOU can do.

Haven’t you learned yet, beloveds?

These tests, though trying, are just…tests.πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ

So, I spent most of yesterday in frustrated/sad/mad tears?

So what?

I wrote, still.

I enjoyed my β˜• coffee, still.

I laughed with my friend, still.

I annoyed, er, cut up with my big bro, still.

I watched old TV shows, still.

Old TV shows watched me sleep, still.

I tiredly ate a half can of tuna and crackers, still.

Long story short, beloveds:

I LIVED, with intention, still.

We get ONE day. And, we know not if we will have the day, in it’s entirety. Snatch some kind of joy from EVERY day.

Keep doing that thang that only YOU were born and called to do and be. If YOU were not crucial, why the world would the world be wasting so much of it’s time trying to convince you of the supposed nothingness you are?!

Turn the page on yesterday.

Today has arrived, present(s) in tow.

leaving yesterday behind,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Whew! Nuff said. Keep collecting diamonds…

That thing that YOU do.

What is it, beloveds, that thing that YOU do?

That weird thing?

That loud thing?

THAT thing, deep inside, The Universe has so patiently been trying to pry, from your fearful hands?

Yes, beloveds, THAT thing?

You keep THAT πŸ—, πŸ”’ locked away, where only you can see.

Afraid, THAT, meaning you, will be:

Ghosted.

Rejected.

Dismissed.

Found wanting.

Yet, your heart, has been wanting to…be.

It’s time,beloveds, to start doing THAT thing that only YOU were called and meant to do and be.

Let the haters, hate.

Be you.

Let the world laugh.

Surely, beloveds, the last laugh πŸ˜‚ SHALL be yours!

Ha!

Let’s go!

The Universe awaits.

We CAN.

We already HAVE!

YYYAAAAAAAAAAASSS!

doing that thang only I can do,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: There are so many bloggers who I enjoy. I grow soooooooooo much. I wish I had more time to soak in all the words that are posted each day. Keep writing. Keep on liking posts, yall. It keeps the bloggers encouraged. Yes, we also need to be encouraged. We wonder if we are talking to ourselves, only, if folk aren’t giving a like every now and again.

So, thanks for those who take a second to like. I understand those who don’t as you could spend all day liking this, that and the other thing.

Rest, today.

Rest, today. https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cwb09GrIbc8/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

Rest.

You have done your best.

Rest, now.

Tomorrow will look after itself.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Last one, I promise. I think.

Okay, last one, beloveds.

This was such a discouraging day, I couldn’t let it go by without telling someone to be encouraged.

My age has been lying to me ALL day. πŸ˜‚ Laughing at me and telling me it’s much too late for me and my insignificant voice and dreams.

Which is why I have been filling inboxes letting folk know to tell age and doubt to kick rocks.

I may never get where I am trying to get. Hopefully, some of yall will make it boosted up on my shoulders.

Either way, we win, eh?

Life is good. Even when the going is tough enough for you to scream ow!

Ow!

Think I will keep staring at my sand art thingies and keep dreaming. I enjoy annoying disappointment by my try. Frustration got tired of me saying ‘so what’ and went to sit on the curb with anger, and anxiety. I kicked EVERYTHING out of my mind, heart and spirit that was trying to suck my joy.

Be encouraged.

And the peanut gallery said:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

here STILL,

Cassandra

Note: You already know what I am going to say. Go love someone. Starting with you.

Keep pressing through the hard.

Keep pressing through the hard. https://www.instagram.com/reel/CwgONRfIpIH/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

Nuff said.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep going. Geez, life. Cut us some slack wouldja? Asking for a friend….

Emergency heart check β€

Just checking on you.

Why?

Because MY Monday has started out rough. Not so much of the same old, same old. It’s the fact that it’s the same old, same old that has me a bit bummed.

I found myself looking at the outcome, or lack thereof, of my try. This morning, I am in NO mood, to give two hoots about patient waiting.

So, I called my twin.

Vented.

I called my big bro.

Vented.

Texted a dear friend.

Vented.

Told The Universe to tell God I was mad and tired of waiting! Help me make it do what it do or leave me alone!

Vented some more.

Had a cup of coffee.

Told Disappointment and Discouragement to get the hell out of my life!!

I got notification that there were 39 views to my blog. Felt like a moron. Told myself that was 39 times someone heard they were loved and not alone!

Ha!

I just want to tell someone to not give up. I had to tell myself this morning. These words mean something. At least to me. I’m trying.

Fresh hell.

Keep going, beloveds.

Your words matter.

Your try matters.

Especially when it doesn’t seem or feel like it.

The Universe WILL move when it’s time. Hurry up, though! Geez!

discouraged but not,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

I believe in ME now.

I believe in ME now.

Wow.

I had NO idea, beloveds, how little I believed in MY ability to:

Reach, the world.

Touch, the world.

Love, the world.

Yes, I gave my all. Yet, there was ALWAYS this hidden fear that I just wasn’t good enough, rich enough, pretty enough, bold enough, young enough.

Truth, my ugly, or so I thought, was just too ugly to be loved. Yikes!

I no longer feel that way. It saddens me that there are millions who feel this way. Beautiful souls. On the outside, they are stunning. On the inside, they live as imposters. Thinking all they are, are trophies or baggage or burdens.

I ache for the beautiful, for the rich, for the creative, for the athletic. Their lives are pursued by clout chasers, enablers and all those who are trying to get what they have.

If you find yourself in those categories, beloveds, I got you.

If you find yourself in the hidden ugly category, I got you, as well. We are ALL beauty, at times. We are ALL ugly, at times.

I wear my ugly, unapologetically, as I KNOW that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. As are you.

I speak freely, of these things, so others may lift their head and be free of the shame and burden they carry needlessly.

Be encouraged.

Keep reaching out.

Keep loving.

Keep trying.

Your try is beautiful.

As are you.

As am I.

Take care of you, today.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Cassandra

Tell it to kick rocks!

The fear, that has been keeping you from, launching into the deep end of the pool…

Tell it to kick rocks!

The disappointment, that keeps making an appointment, with you…

Tell it to kick rocks!

The pain, that keeps being a pain and won’t leave you be, so you can just BE…

Tell it to kick rocks!

The heat, that saps alllllllllllll want to from wanting to do annnyythhhing!…

Tell it to kick rocks!

Then, dust yourself off and keep it moving. Your dreams are waiting beyond all that hard.

Get after it!

going with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note πŸ—’: Keep moving forward. Vertigo and heat have been arguing with me ALL day. Told them to take two seats and kick rocks!

I also turned off the πŸ“± phone so I could get a bit of rest. Turn OFF the phone/computer/tablet and REST: Your mind, your heart, your spirit. Allow yourself to recharge so you can keep moving towards your dreams. We CAN. We WILL, won’t we, beloveds?

I got your backs. I pray for you, EVERY day. I BELIEVE for your dreams, EVERY day. Rest, now. I shall do a heart β™₯ check in just a bit…

Remember:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

The Universe saw my try.

The Universe picked me up and placed me upon His Shoulders.

The Universe, saw my try.

Ah.

Aha!

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep trying. It’s in the TRY. Why? Great question. Keep asking…

β™₯ Heart check: Have a cup of β˜• coffee with me.

Just doing a β™₯ heart check.

How is YOUR β™₯ heart, beloveds? You have given all you have and know.

Just checking on YOU.

Remember to Remember YOU, would you please?

Just checking on YOU, beloveds. Let me take your broom. Sit a spell. Have a cup of coffee with me.

Laugh with me.

Joy with me.

Rejoice with me.

We have done our work, haven’t we?

Now, it’s time for us to let our work, work for us.

Who has the β˜• snacks? Pass them around.

I love me some you.

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Thank you, beloveds, for sharing a bit of my life. Life is short. I wish I had a place like this, when I first lost my mom. It’s why I try so hard to make this a safe spot for you to rest, laugh and be cared for. Be encouraged. Let someone know they are on your mind. Bet they would love to hear from you.