If you have wandered into this blog, beloved, it is NOT by accident. It’s a lifetime in the making.
If you are reading these words, you ARE:
A mountain mover.
A life changer.
A force to be reckoned with.
You are also:
Exhausted.
Tired.
Why?
Because you are a constant giver who has never been given permission to rest and receive.
You are ALWAYS the one:
Holding the door 🚪 open for others to pass through.
Giving up your place in line for others to enjoy the blessing.
Handing over your wins so others can receive the acknowledgement and financial rewards.
Putting aside your dreams so others…
Um, beloveds, did you catch the pattern here?🤔
One of the main reasons for MY why is to tap you on the shoulder to get you to ask you about WHY you are doing this to yourself.
Why?
So you can stop doing this to yourself.
Why?
Your heart is just as important as those you hold the door for.
Here, in this space, I just want you to:
Rest.
Laugh.
Forgive yourself.
Give yourself permission to feel.
Give yourself permission to call yourself a moron when you have acted like a moron.
Laugh at yourself.
Cut yourself some slack.
Feel free to share your thoughts with folk as it may help them share some thoughts.
Grow. Or not.
Be weird. Or not.
Cry.
Wonder.
Rant with me.
Laugh at me.
Love yourself.
Love others.
Love no one.
And KNOW it’s okay to be all this, some of this or none of this.
Rest here. This space has been 30 plus years in the making.
Where do I get MY rest, you ask? Awww, thanks for asking:
On The Father’s Lap.
Here, sharing with you dumb thoughts.
Music.
The Bible.
Kicking it with My Bestie Jesus.
Yakking with my wombie(twin sis).
Yakking with my big bro and sis.
Daily ☕ coffee yaks with mom who is in heaven now. I miss her physically here but learning to love her this way. Still miss her. Love you mom.
I have told God I would enjoy having someone who reaches out to ME on the daily. Someone wo is invested in ME. Someone who enjoys thinking of my weird who can’t wait to be with me.
Until then, I shall continue to invest my love in as many hearts as I can get my words to.
Rest here. You are welcome. Invite some friends. Make some friends.
here as best I can be,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I love me some you.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
- 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
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 