I’m new at this blogging thing.
Yes, I know, beloveds, I have been blogging for a few years, now. Still, I know little. I know nothing, really.
My heart does not care. Nope. Nary, a whit. Blog, she says. Write, she entreats. Share, she whispers.
I blog.
I write.
I share.
I tag.
I categorize.
Mind you, beloveds, I have NO idea what happens by selecting tags/categories. I just know that in doing so, a newbie or two or three happens to happen by the blog.
One day, don’t ask me why, I selected ‘Daily Prompt’. I had noticed it in some other blogs I enjoy. Zero idea what it meant but slapped on my page. Then, I saw an uncategorized option. I used to never hit that. Yet, I did, one day. To my astonishment, a few trickled in.
So, now, I slap this. I try, that. I have no idea what is successful. Still, I try. In times past, I used to only want to try things I was good at. Ha!
It was only after being put into terribly hard/new challenges, at work, that I found I was still enough. Mistakes, and all. Dumb feeling, and all. Little to no progress, and all.
Through it all, I found, well, ME. I found my try WAS enough. I found, beloveds, I was enough. God, had been telling me this, for years. The Universe, had been telling me this, for years. Life, had been telling me this, for years.
I had been afraid to listen. I had been afraid, to look up. Afraid I would see:
Disappointment.
Disapproval.
Dismissal.
One day, I had failed. And, failed. And, failed. So much so I cried. And, cried. And, cried. I felt like such a FAILURE!. Until, I heard:
God: Look up. Look at Me.
Me: I’m afraid, God. What if, You are disappointed with me. IN me? My heart, could not bear that.
The Universe: Look up. Look at Me.
Me: I’m afraid, Universe. What if, You disapprove of ME? My spirit, could not stand that.
Life: Look up. Look at Me.
Me: I’m afraid, Life. What if, You dismiss me? My efforts?
LOOK UP!
One day, I found the courage to look up. Gazing back at me was…
Love.
Love?
LOVE!
Yes, God loved me. Always. No matter what. I was much more than my try. I was much more than what I did. I was much more than what I gave.
Now, I spend as many days as I can, letting folks know they are enough. I had a true friend, years ago, who kept telling me I was enough. I didn’t believe her. Not at first. I HAD to give. I HAD to do. I HAD to serve. To be loved. To be cherished. To be seen. To be heard.
Yes, I loved doing all those things because I was born to serve, to give, to love. I love doing those things. Still, my heart was trapped in the prison of ‘paying rent’ as I call it. Paying rent, to the universe so I could, perhaps, swallow a bit of air and receive a few scraps of life. Smh.
Now, I know. Now, I see. Now, I do. The best I can. It’s all that I can do.
My Daily Prompt:
Try.
Live.
Love.
Say.
Life is short. Keep on living and doing even when you don’t know what the fresh hell you are doing. You don’t have to know exactly where you are going. Not, now. Just keep going. As best you can.
Keep on doing your own daily prompt(s). Get in your me time. You are important. Your dreams are important. They are.
Be encouraged, beloveds.
Remember:
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
being about being about it,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Life is short. Enjoy your life. Embrace what happens therein. I am enjoying with you. Lemme know how you are.
- 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
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