Practically impossible.

*sigh*

*pout*

*stamps foot*

I have been engaged in a raging argument with The Universe. And I mean rrrraaagggggginnnnnnng!

The truth has reared it’s ugly head and keeps reminding me I can NOT afford my dreams. I can NOT afford to quit my job and write. I can NOT quit my job and learn how to build a website etc.

I CAN learn to build one. Only work is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much work I am too exhausted to do anything but tumble into bed. Exhausted. Annoyed. Irritated I am much too tired to pursue my dreams.

I have been yelling at The Universe ALL day. In between work, that is. I am just simply tired of fighting with the damned Universe to help a sista out already!

I know. I know. Millions of folk have the same dilemma. Yet, there are the chosen wonderfuls who get the amazing opportunity to have plenty of time, money and opportunity to pursue their passions all day.

I am trying my best not to get on my case for having chosen occupations which don’t pay a whole lot. Rather, God chose ME for these occupations of serving folks. Don’t get me wrong. I love serving folk. It’s my passion. I just wish my passion PAID THE BILLS ALREADY GOD!!!!!!!

Ack!

*stamps foot*

Life is short. There are things I want to do. There are places I want to go. I have spent the better part of 3 decades serving folk and giving what I had. I wish I had more to give.

*sigh*. I don’t even know what I am trying to say, beloveds. I just know that I have outgrown this pot I am currently living in. My tent needs to be enlarged and I can’t enlarge it on my own UNNNNNNNNNNIIIVVVVVVVEEEEERRRRRSSSEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, pout and rant over. I think.

God: Cmere.

Me: K

God: *whispers words only C’s heart can hear*

Me: Ah, God. I love me some You!

*Cassandras clambors off The Father’s Lap and gets about her day/life*

Life is amazing. Here I was, all downcast and sad. I had put on one of my youtube channels that plays beautiful music along with scriptures and the first one that popped up was Psalm 43:5 – Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God…

Hold on, beloveds. The way shall be made. He shall make the practically impossible POSSIBLE.

In the meantime. Three words that make me want to pop something or someone upside the head already!

My dreams are impossibly big. Are they impossible? I have no idea. God knows but He’s not telling.

waiting on a practically impossibly improbable dream,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: This is about as bad as fighting with the hot/cold water in the shower! Remind me to tell you about this morning’s adventure, er, shower…

In case no one has told you yet today: I love you.

P.S. Love someone. Starting with you. Keep shining your light into the darkness. Keep being a light. This world needs all the love it can get. Even the folks who are acting the biggest fools. Those need love the most. Let’s love these blockheads, er, hard headed folk, er,….lol.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

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