When disappointment makes an appointment, tell it you are busy.

When frustration shows up, show it the door.

When fear makes it’s way your way, tell it ‘no way’.

Then:

Move forward.

Keep on.

Launch out.

Take The Universe’s Hand, and enjoy every moment for the rest of your life.

Nuff said,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Yesterday was hard. So what? Keep it moving…

• 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.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢

Life was exceedingly hard and heavy, yesterday.

My backpack, filled with tears, hard, grief and the unknown. It was much too heavy for me, for my ♥ heart, for my soul, to bear.

Trying to lighten this load, I cried.

Tears.

More tears.

The heavens, began to cry, with me.

Suddenly, He was with me. Truth be told, He had been there, the whole time.

Walking beside me. Silently. In solidarity. His Tears, mingling with mine.

In companionship, we walked. We cried. We smiles, through tears, so precious that His Nail-scarred Hand tenderly, gently, placed them, in His Backpack.

Stunned, I sneaked a peek, into His Backpack. All I saw were huge boulders. They looked awfully heavy. He said they were. Which is why He had taken the from me.

I told Him all I had given Him was this pitiful mess, called my messes, my missteps, my seemingly wrong tries. I cried, telling Him I was trying. I was! Just getting nowhere.

Nodding, He walked with me. Silently. Still.

The way, grew harder. His Sweat seemed almost as blood. Yet, He smiled. His Gaze, now looking afar off. He looked towards a hill He had encountered a forever ago. Long before I was born.

This hill, which had given Him the strength to carry my burdens, my boulders, now.

Grateful, I never wanted our walk to end. I didn’t mind hard, now. Now knowing, precious walking, with Him, would be mine.

Today.

Tomorrow.

Alway.

Steps, now lightened, we began to stomp in puddles made from the meat of tears shed by others. Those, who were lost. Those, who were lonely.

I asked if we could go and find the source of their tears. He said ‘let’s go’

Now, we walk, in search of others, in need of having their burden(boulder) lifted.

Be encouraged. We are coming. We are just up the road, a piece…

👣👣❤️‍🩹⚒️♥️,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. It’s okay to cry. Tears are healing. Mine have been seven years, in the making. When folks try to stop you from crying It’s because they are uncomfortable. That’s a they problem. Honor your heart. Cry, beloveds. Folk are hurting. I cry for all who are burdened. My tears are my meat, today. Ah, life, you crushing a sista😥🩵

Sad brought me to my knees.

Brought me close enough to see my humanity.

Thank you, sad.

For helping me to get on my knees.

On my knees, I pray.

Thankful, for this life, that has been given me.

Though my steps slow.

Heavy, baring the weight, of my tears.

Steps, lightened, brightened.

By joy, unspeakable.

Rejoicing.

Unbreakable.

Unbroken.

I bow my head, in thanksgiving.

For all this life has given, to me.

Sad brought me to my knees.

Joy joined me there.

Life joined me there.

God joined me there.

The Universe then lifted me.

Upon Shoulders bearing the weight of my tears.

Ah, sad, I welcome you. You bring so much with you.

Oh, sad, you speak to my soul. You let me know it’s alright to cry. You cry, with me. You cry, for me.

Jesus wept.

Today, so do I.

I weep for every heart, in need of some care, today. I find my own, in that number.

Sad brought me to my knees.

humbled,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I have been crying for hours. Grateful. It has taken seven years to be able to cry for my min. I release you, mom. Rest now. I got this, mom. I shall miss you the rest of my life. I am ready to live, mom. Fully. Completely. If I have to do so alone, I can. I will. For, I am never alone.

Be encouraged. Don’t be ashamed to cry. Don’t be ashamed to let folks see and know you cry. Healing ain’t easy. Takes everything in you.

• 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.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢

Be encouraged. https://www.instagram.com/reel/CwAhDITKIJi/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

I got you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

• 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.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢

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Beloveds,

I walked this morning, for you and those who are just too disappointed, discouraged or too full of disbelief to get up.

I must admit, tears streaming, I walked and listened to ‘Footprints In The Sand’ and told The Universe I needed some ‘Jesus with skin on’😥

I’m trying, mom. Life is trying me, mom.

Mom, I only see one set of footsteps. Walk with me, mom.

This day, has started hard. I shall fight hard. Hard feels sooooooooo hard today, mom.

I shall.

Anyway.

Be encouraged, beloveds.

Even when it’s hard.

Be encouraged.

Anyway.

walking still,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

• 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.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢

Ah.

Aha!

4 am.

I have been up.

ALL night.

Writing.

Praying.

Dreaming.

Realizing, with tears streaming down awed and grateful cheeks, that I am, right here, right now, living my dream(s), out loud.

This.

Doing just this.

Ah, beloveds.

*hugs self*

May not mean more than a glance at a post.

Means EVERYTHING to me.

The chance to share/say:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

I have spent many a lonely and feeling unloved day.

I always told God when I made enough money to have ‘influence’, I would be able to tell folk:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

God told me, years ago, tell them, these things.

I told God, I was not enough. Not yet. When I became SOMETHING, folk would listen.

Life told me, years ago, tell them, these things.

I told Life, I did not have enough. Not yet. When I MADE something, folk would listen.

Jesus told me, years ago, tell them, these things.

I told Jesus, this me was not good enough. Not yet. When I BECAME, folk would listen.

The Universe tells me, now, tell them, these things.

I will.

I choose to.

I must.

I shall:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

All I can do, is reach those, God/Life/The Universe allows me to reach.

I have your back(s) beloveds. When you are feeling your lowest, lean back. The back you feel, shall be mine. Held up by God, by Life, by The Universe. We got you.

Be encouraged.

living my dream(s) outloud,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Thank you, beloveds.For allowing me just a moment to share my heart with you. it has been my honor, my pleasure, my joy to take a pebble, from your mountain. Be well. Holla back, as these young folk weirdly say.

I am not sure, beloveds, if I shared this. Soooooooo, am sharing, again.

Life is just to short not to.

I wish sooooooooooooooo many things for you.

Of a truth, beloveds, if you are reading these words, The Universe is fixing to open up the whole wide world to and for you.

Yeppers, you all slathered up, in prayer, warm thoughts, laughs, head shakes and good grief and hurry up, yalls!

I don’t have much, in the way of earthly things. Yet, I am wealthy. My sleep, is sweet. Laughter, fills my soul. Love, spills from EVERY corner of me. How can I NOT be blessed?

You have and are so much more than you have given yourself credit for.

Seize, this day. ALL of it. Do it, beloveds, so a sista can go to sleep already! Sheesh.

Be encouraged.

You know the drill:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

Love someone.

Start with you.

Encourage someone. They need to hear from…YOU.

Lemme hear from you. You KNOW I am a hoot. I am currently singly. Badly.Yikes.! Sing badly with me.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

• 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.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢