I have lived an entire year in this first month of the year!
I could end the piece right there.😳
I have warm my knuckles out banging on the door of my dreams. I’ve worn out my boots trying to kick down the 🚪 door!
I am learning how to rest. I am learning that I have no idea how to rest half the time. I guess learning is the point, eh?
I’m trying my best to be good to me while I am being good to others. I feel I have not done that well. I have found that I have been trying to find comfort in…* shrug*
Comfort has been hard to find lately. Lately, I have been wondering what the point is to keep pointing out to folk to keep believing.
Who am I? I know as soon as I start asking this, I tell my feels to shut up. It’s just discouragement who is trying to get me to focus on the disappointment. I tell both to kick rocks.
To be truthful, beloveds, I am weary of kicking rocks. I want to be skipping rocks, on a lake. I want to be drinking ☕ coffee from a glassed in balcony.
Crap.
Ack.
*Cassandra tells her dreams to shut up already and goes to find a cup of blasted coffee so she can write some uplifting pieces to encourage the world all whilst ready to tell the wide world to kick rocks!*😳🥊😭🗝🚪
Hhmm.
Oh, yea, I was supposed to be checking on YOUR heart, wasn’t I? My bad.
How is your heart? Be honest. No need in tall tales. God knows. Be encouraged. Keep going. You CAN. You WILL.
trying through trying times,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being… YOU!
- THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
- 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
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 