It’s time for you to rest/cease from your labor. https://www.instagram.com/reel/CxjUouBOluK/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==
Rest now, beloveds. You have done your best.
Take care.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Rest!🤣
Your try, reveals who you are.
So you can BE, who you are!
Try!
The more you try, the more you find out how deep your try really runs. The more you try, the more you see the awesomeness called Judy. The more you try, the more use out of Esser and not worry about the outcome.
I no longer care, who wins. I just want to be part, of the game. I no longer have to, be in the game. I’m perfectly content, being a cheerleader. Or, I am just as happy, handing out water to the participants. I’m happy, to clean up afterwards. I’m happy, to set up. I don’t need to, be the star, of the show. I just want to be there, trying.
I’m thankful, for my try. My try, won’t let me give up all my dreams. There are days, when I don’t want to try, at all. Yet, my try won’t let me sit there, and do nothing. My try, insists I try, something. Anything. So, I try.
I no longer define myself, by how much I produce. Yes, I try my best, to be as productive as I can. Yet, I know, I am not how much I produce. I just want to give my all. Whatever I’m doing. I just want to leave it all, on the field. The outcome, will come out in the wash.
I no longer, wonder if anyone will understand, my words. I just write. I no longer, fret about folk reading my words or not. I just write. I no longer, doubt my talent. I just write.
I may change, many lives. I may change, no lives. I know, I have changed my life, with my try. I can live with that.
Keep trying, beloveds.
Your try reveals, who you are. You will be pleased, by who your try reveals you, to be.
Be encouraged and know you are loved and not alone.
trying with you,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
You shall have your dreams. https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cxg0QLAulgL/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==
Nuff said.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
There is something sooooooooooo precious, about holding your fragile dreams, in YOUR hands.
You are afraid, you will, crush it.
You are terrified, Life will, crush it.
You are scared, God will, crush it.
You are certain, The Universe will, crush it.
You assume, the world will, crush it.
So, you hold it, protectively, in your grasp.
God asks you, to trust Him, with your dreams.
You are afraid to.
Life asks you, to trust It, with your dreams.
You are terrified to.
The Universe asks you, to trust It, with your dreams.
You are scared to.
Your dreams are just too fragile!
The heartbeat, of your dreams, is steady. It is strong. So, are your dreams. Alas, you find the fragile one, is you!
Ah.
Aha!
*Cassandra gently hands her fragile heart/dreams, over to Those who have promised to protect them*
at peace,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note:🥰
I think I can.
I can.
I think.
Can I?
I think I can.
I think I’ll try.
thinking I can,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: These unfilled dreams have been hard to carry. My heart, keeps saying ‘I think I can’. My head, keeps asking me, if I can. My spirit, keeps insisting, I can. God says, He KNOWS, I can. Life says, I believe, you can. The Universe, assures me, I shall!
Can you, beloveds? Ah, I so KNOW, you can/will!
Believe in YOU, beloveds. You ALREADY have all that you need. Trust you. You got this!
You don’t have to carry the weight of the world. https://www.instagram.com/reel/CxgzRNtOf3u/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==
Nuff said.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
My heart will NOT be quiet, today. When I get this way, I do my best, to not post 50 million pieces. I try, to behave. I tell myself, three pieces, only, Cassandra. Folks have lives. Folks have no time for you, ALL day!
For the most part, I can and do, behave. There are days, like today, my heart just won’t leave me be.
Why?
Because, life is short. I don’t know how many days, chances, moments, I shall have. Not being morbid. Speaking truth.
I made plans, to visit mom, come March. Life claimed her, in December. Yes, March came. Yet, she was gone…*sigh*.
I say that to say this:
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being….YOU.
Don’t wait, beloveds, to share your heart, with others. Don’t wait. Your March may arrive. December may beat you to your dream/goal/love.
Don’t wait.
I love me some you,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
My software is doing some maintenance. As usual, I want to be in a hurry.
I have things to say!
Life is like that, isn’t it? We are ready to do this, to say that. That said, Life oftentimes wants to speak, first. Ack!
I am learning, to learn and allow my profile to be:
Updated.
Renewed.
Revealed.
There are days, when I feel, on top. There are days, I just feel. Period. Ick!
There are moments, when I wonder. There are moments, when I wonder if my wondering will mean anything. Yikes!
There are times, when I feel, at the bottom. There are moments, when the bottom, feels endlessly, endless and bottomless. Egads!
Profile maintenance…*sigh*.
How is your heart? Be sure, to allow it to do maintenance. Be sure, to allow yourself to feel. Be sure, to enjoy you, in ALL of your stages.
Uh. Oh! Coffee heard me carrying on and needs my 💋 lips.
Take care. Take real good care of you. Asking for a Friend. He says hello…
Cassandra
I love you.
Even, when you mess up.
Even then.
I care for you.
Even when.
Even, when your life, is a mess.
I’m here for you.
Even now.
Even, when YOU, are a mess.
I’m here, then, when, even now.
You don’t have to be:
Perfect.
Presentable.
Present.
I love you.
Even then.
Even when.
Even now.
*Cassandra turns from the mirror, and goes in search of others to tell she loves them, too.*
His and yours,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You are loved, beloveds. You are lovable. You are seen. You are heard. You are cherished. Life wouldn’t be life, without you. Be encouraged. You know what comes next:
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU
Note 2: I don’t know why, I can’t stop thinking about folk out there who are feeling down, discouraged, hopeless, lost, scared. Be encouraged. Things WILL get better. Hang in there, okay?
It’s okay to be, lost.
How else, can you, blaze new trails, ‘cept you be willing, to get…lost?
It’s okay to feel, lost.
How else, can you, feel your way, ‘less you be courageous enough to feel…lost?
It’s okay to, lose.
How else, can you win, ’til you, find the strength and vulnerability to…lose?
For, you win, as you lose:
Fear.
Doubt.
Apathy.
Anger.
Hurt.
Pain.
Isolation.
Timidity.
Shame.
Guilt.
We soooooooo often, beloveds, hide behind sooooooooooooo many reasons, emotions, things, thangs, peeps!
I have lost, much. I have gained, so very much more. I can’t stop thinking of the young man I dreamed of. He had given up on himself, on his dreams. He couldn’t have been more than 18. How sad!
Equally sad, is knowing older folk have also given up, on themselves, on their dreams. Most, nowadays, appear to have made a deal to just lay down and let the world run them over.
Kick rocks on that, beloveds! Life is so short. Don’t discount your dreams. They are much too important. Go for it. Try. Then, try some more. Then, well, keep trying! You got thangs to do! As do I.
I’m talking to someone, today. I’m not sure who. Is it YOU? Ah, yea, I’m talking to YOU. You feel your dreams calling, don’t you? Dreams sure can be loud, huh?
What the world are you still doing here? Get going. The Universe is waiting on you…
Cassandra
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