Heart β™₯️check Monday on Tuesday.

It’s Tuesday.

Monday threw me off. Or rather FOLKS SHOOTING, HOLLERING, AND BLASTING FIREWORKS FOR HOURS ON END!😳

I’m ancient. I’m in my ‘get off my lawn’ stage of life where I am sounding EXACTLY like my mom.😳😳😳!

She would tsk tsk about ALL life would be doing to me and in my life if I just “keep living.”

She was right. Mom, you were soooooooooo right.

N-E-waze, my day is mixed up and it feels like Monday on a Tuesday. Life feels like it is starting my year of weirdly.

I told my feels to shut up and take a seat. There is zero chance I am allowing my feels to feel their way through my present and try and ruin MY future.

Nope. Nada. It’s not going to happen.

As it happened, beloveds, I found myself really examining my why. And, if my why was STILL MY why.

I found it is. With some slight modifications. Why? Because the dreams that were given to me were, well, given to me. I wanted to know I was okay with running with God, with The Universe, with THEIR ask of me.

It was and is and shall ever be MY choice in whether I follow the pull, the tug, the leading, the guiding. God understands. The Universe understands.

This is part of a conversation I had with them.

Me: Folks sure are acting like a bunch of stupid about now.

God: Will you love them for ME, any way?

Me: Geez.

The Universe: Doesn’t God love you, still, when you get to acting like a whole lot of stupid at times?

Me: Geeeez! That was harsh.

God: True that, though?

Me: True that…

So, I have promised to keep loving folk. Even when all are in the midst of a whole lotsa acting a fool.

Be encouraged. Don’t waste a second listening to the nonsense there is no right or wrong and you can go around treating your fellow man as of no consequence just because you can.

Whew! See, beloveds, I broke the comma rule, on purpose. To, have a super long run on sentence where you could barely breathe to show the point sometimes it IS necessary to color within the lines so we can all live in harmony together and still be able to breathe.πŸ˜³πŸ˜†

I’m just checking on your heart today. Make sure you have a fantastic week. How your week turns out as up to you. It’s not up to your job. It’s not up to your family. It’s not up to your friends. It’s not up to the world. It’s up to you and your attitude. Make it a great one.

Take care and remember that you are loved and not alone. Take things one step at a time. Life is short and you have things to do.

doing things with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Send your critics some virtual flowers. They help keep you fresh and on your faith toes. Hard helps keeps you swinging for the fences. Disappointment helps keeps you believing in your dreams. You got this. KNOW THIS!!

One lap is enough.

My health is not the greatest at the moment. I have not been able to walk every day. I have not been able to resume my daily task with the gusto I normally do.

I told myself to get out of bed and take out the trash. I told myself to walk just a bit. Even if it was only one lap. I walked.

I could only complete one lap. In the past, this would have been a source of deep discouragement.

Now I rejoiced as one lab would turn into two next time and then three and then four.The point was not the amount. The point was the try.

Keep trying. Even if you can only manage a lap.

One step.

One step.

One step.

walking/trying the best I can,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is a series of steps. Get a move on…

Dreaming out loud: Mark this day!

Yikes!

Egads!

Wow!

I had a dream, just a bit ago, that blew my mind. Can’t say yet, if ever, what it was about. I CAN say that it was a πŸ— and πŸšͺ that it’s time. Time to start doing the ridiculously hokie and foolish and serious and fun and what on earth are you doing NOW type Cassandra God placed in me to BE long before my tiny lil self was presenting onto an unsuspecting world.

Sorry about that/this, world. Here I come!

Ah.

Aha!

coming for the world,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I actually wrote this piece yesterday. Sunday. It’s weird now because, for me, it’s early Sunday morning. I just now realize it is New Year’s Eve. Hhmm.

I have ALWAYS wanted to learn how and build my own website where I could share my stories, poems etc. Long before there was even such a thing as websites or the internet or blogging or even laptops.

I dreamed of these things as a kid, as a teenager, as a young adult, as a grown up. Yet, life through all kinds of hell and I have gone through all types of hell which prevented me from being, well…*shrug*

I had no time to be me. I was too busy being buried under a world of shame and pain. I was too busy hiding behind walls self-produced to protect me from the world, from love, from any and everything I perceived a threat. Which was everything and everybody! Especially, God.

God. GOD! God? Geeez. I won’t go there. God no, not today. Today, I πŸ˜‚ laugh. I have waited for this time for the whole of my life. Apologies, world, beloveds, fam, friends, and especially to me, in advance. This fixing to be interesting.

TO BE CONTINUED

P.S. You are loved and you are not alone. Take your leap of faith. Bet on YOU this year. Life is short. Get out there and live!