Perspective.

Long time, no see.

Long time, no writing for me.

Life, has, well, been life, here lately.

So much so that I got down, from the world merry go round, so I could FINALLY, see what I thought about life, about MY life apart from what I have been told by parents, churches, the world, real friends, false friends, and myself.

Perspective. I need it. I NEED it. I don’t know where it has gone. I am tired of doing what I am doing at work.

I love my job. It’s just not enough anymore. I can no longer hide amongst the comfort and safety of my job.

I no longer want to be safe. I want to be out there doing doing ridiculous writing things. Those ridiculous writing things don’t pay the bills. I imagine every creative person feels the same way.

Fresh hell. I don’t want to have to grow up. I want to stay a child dreaming childish things like I can change the entire world with my words.

Perspective. I’m trying to tell the adult in me to keep being an adult and stop thinking like a child.

Meaning…. Give up on your dreams at last and shut up.

I don’t know how.

I don’t know how to give up on these dreams.

I don’t know how to make these dreams come true.

Crap.

Around the same argument I go. 30 years plus and counting.

I wish my quitter would quit.

My heart told me to shut up and keep going.

I told my heart to kick rocks. My heart said no.

Crap.

I told The Universe to get someone else. The Universe said no.

Crap.

What do I do with me now?!

??,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. Crap.

You are loved. You are NOT alone. Keep on being… YOU

I wish someone had told me…

I wish someone had told me…

So I am telling you:

I wish I would have believed you…sooner.

I would have:

Taken, chances.

Taken a chance, on me, on my dreams.

Taken, the time.

Taken the time, for me, for my dreams.

Ah, I wish I would have believed in you…sooner.

It’s okay to.

It’s okay to…

Lose, your sense of humor. Things are not always funny.

It’s okay to…

Lose, your perspective. Things are not always clear.

It’s okay to…

Lose your way. God is NEVER lost.

It’s okay to…

Lose, your mind. For God has not given us the spirit of fear but of power and of love and of a sound mind.

It’s okay to…

Lose, your want to. Your want to won’t always want to. So what? We do because we CHOOSE TO, not when we feel like it.

Its okay to…

To lose hope. Sometimes, you have to lose ALL your hope, in to find hope, once again.

It’s okay to…

Lose. Winning tastes so much sweeter,  after your millionth loss.

It’s okay to.

It’s also okay  NOT to!

You SHALL be okay, either way!

Keep going.

going with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I wish someone had told me sooner so I am telling you now:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

Say so.

When it hurts.

Say so.

When you don’t know.

Say so.

When you hurt.

Say so.

When you don’t understand.

Say so.

When you don’t want to.

Say so.

When you want to.

Say so.

When the answer is yes.

Say so.

When the answer is no.

Say so.

When you are sad.

Say so.

When you are thankful.

Say so.

When you are discouraged.

Say so.

When you are being loved and appreciate the loving.

Say so.

When you feel left out.

Say so.

When you are ready to leave.

Say so.

When you want them to stay.

Say so.

When you need to hear the words.

Say so.

When you don’t have words to say.

Say so.

When you don’t know why.

Say so.

I am:

Tired.

Lonely.

Grateful.

Hungry.

Hopeful.

saying so,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I did not want to do today. I did today. Last night, I told sis I did not want to do tomorrow. Then, I told myself ‘so what’. I’m thankful/glad I pushed past my sad/grief. This will always be a tough time, I suspect. Losing mom on Christmas Morning 2016 still feels like yesterday. STILL. Still, I rise, as Maya Angelou told us all to.

If you are going through, just now….*shrug*. Keep going through. This time SHALL pass. The Universe/God/Life is interested in how YOU will be AFTER the tests and trials have passed. The tests and trials are of no consequence. In the height of them, they feel as though they are insurmountable and shall never pass. Ha!

Hang in there, beloveds. Stay in the fight. Yes, the fight gets exhausting. Remain. Strive. Grow. Move. Live. Whether you feel like it or not. Tell your feels to shut it!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

This touched my ♥.

https://www.instagram.com/reel/Czu2kNNhXge/?igshid=NmJiYWZiY2E0Mg==

Never give up.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: This touched my heart. I have been carrying a dream inside all my life. It wants to be free. Ah, beloveds, I don’t know HOW. Ah, God. It’s getting so hard to carry. Ow…

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

I find myself…

I find myself…

Afraid.

Alone.

Annoyed.

Annoyed with being afraid and annoyed.

Fresh hell.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I have NEVER needed to hear these words more:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

God told me no.

Me: Take these dreams away from me. I don’t know what to do with them.

God: NO.

Me: Give up on me then.

God: God, no!

Me: Take away these desires then. They are too hard to carry unfulfilled.

God: NO!

Me: Fresh heckamiah…

God: Hang in there.

Me: NO!

God: Hold on.

Me: No!!

God: Be encouraged.

Me: Crap! How can I argue with that?!

holding/hanging on,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: When you reeaaallllllly want to quit, NNNNNNOOOOOO!!!!!!

Okay, let’s keep going. We got thangs to do. Life is tough right now. So what?! Keep going. Embrace the hard. I am fixing to have a cup of coffee and talk to mom in my heart. I miss her. Don’t forget to love on you.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

What do you want to do(with you) when you grow up?

What do you want to do when you grow up?

We are asked this when we are young.

Then, the world sells a bunch of lies. To have you think you have to chase this, do that m, be this and have that.

The world doesn’t want you to know that all of this is folly. The world does not want you to know that one day you will reach an age where you are asked,’What are you going to do with the rest of your life?’

It took decades for me to learn that I am not what I do. It took forever for me to learn that I am much more than what I have. It will take an eternity for me to pass on what I have learned.

There are many things I would like to do with my life before it ends. The main thing I would like to do is to continue to be an encouragement as many people as I can.

Why? Because the world needs to be loved. The world is imperfect. The world is often unkind. The world still needs to be loved. The world needs some lightness to shine within it.

What do you want to do with you beloveds when you grow up?

There is much to do. Let’s get about doing thangs.

doing thangs with my life,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I wish someone had told me these things decades ago.

You are loved. You are NOT alone. Keep on being… YOU

I like this.

True that!

Have an amazing Tuesday.

Be amazing on your Tuesday.

being amazing with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

You are loved. You are not alone. Keep being you.

Differences.

I was watching my cooking shows and the man got to making beef tongue.

Ew, I thought.

Then, I thought:

Well, I DO enjoy a good chicken breast.

Hmm.

Thinking this, I thought his joy in beef tongue was not so ewwwy.

Pork shoulder.

Leg of lamb.

Chicken thighs.

Hhmm.

Maybe I should become a vegetarian.

Ears of corn.

Yikes!

Hmmm.

Maybe I should eat tater tots the rest of my life.

Marveling at differences,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

I find it terribly sad when folks hide within their own thoughts and tribes and viewpoints. What makes the world so fascinating is the differences we all have and can share. Different is not bad. Just different…*shrug*.

Speaking of which:

Keep on being…YOU

You are NOT alone.

You are loved.

Forgive me, beloveds. Posting my usual, in reverse order, is going to drive my twin up ten ways. Delicious. She is screaming as we read this.😆🤣😂

You matter.

I enjoy looking at this saying. It makes me smile. I like to share it, from time to time.

You matter.

Yea, I am talking to YOU!

Oftentimes, folk look around and think others are more worthy of time/attention/love.

You are equally as deserving.

I just wanted you to hear it today:

You matter.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Nuff said.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: My heart just won’t leave me alone. Keeps saying there are a bajillion folk who don’t feel and know they are loved. I love you. Love you back, okay? Asking for A Friend.