Month: April 2024

Breakfast🥣: Self-care.

Self!

Care!

Back away from the chocolate donuts, Cassandra!

That’s what I told myself as stressful circumstances, stressed, er, stretched me to the point I wanted to stress my way to some chocolate donut eating old ways.

I’m currently getting my act right to act right. I have done more comfort eating then I care to admit.

Last week, I got back to getting up early and preparing breakfast.

Good habits take over when we give them room to. At first, it was tough getting up early again.

I used to get up two hours early. I had to. I liked to arrive to work an hour early. I enjoyed a bit of chillaxing before getting into the work day.

Since working from home, I eventually allowed lazy into talking me out of my one hour chillaxing time.

Wonder of wonders, this led to a bit of the grumps as I gave myself more sleep and less me time. Which just made me tired and grumpy.

I had forgotten how much fun it is to slurp endlessly on ☕ coffee and yakking with God until it’s time to be about being about it.

So much so, beloveds, I have found myself doing so on my days off. I have popped out of bed, even earlier!

Slurping ☕ coffee.

Yakking with God.

Yakking with you.

Today is my day off. Yet, I beat the sun up this morning. What shall I do with this day?

I hear a good nap calling.🥰🤗😂

Take care of yourselves, beloveds. You only have one you. Get up and make 🥣 breakfast. Restart your good habits. Dust off old dreams. Get on out there and live. Asking for A Friend.

doing thangs with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Why?!: God taught me how to make ice.

Me: Dear God! It’s sooooooooo 🔥 hot! 🥵

God: You rang?

Me: It’s hot!

God: Make some ice.

Me: Tell The Universe to turn down the temperature.

God: K. Be right back.

Me: K.

God: The Universe 🌌 said to tell you to make some ice.

Me: Tell The Universe to kick some of the rocks He made.😡

God: Make some ice.

Me: What good will THAT do me?! It’s 100 degrees outside and hotter than that in here?

God: Ask Life.

Me: Why in thhhhhhhhheeeee hell are You 🍳 frying my brain this way?! Why do I need to make ice!!?…*stamps foot*🤯😵‍💫🥵😭😡

Life: Great question! Keep asking. In the meantime…make ❄ ice.

It’s Spring. Again. Wow! It’s amazing how fast time flies.

Just last year I gasped my way through the Spring and Summer. Whew! It had never been so hot for such an extended period of time.

I didn’t think I could survive it. God taught me how to live AND thrive within it! Who knew? God did.

Life often tosses us in challenges we have no idea we can or will survive in. God knows. Trust. Believe. Make ice!

I have learned so much during these last tough years. I wish I had mom to call up and tell her all the ridiculous and wonderful lessons I have been forced to endure and thrive in!

Ah, mom. I’m still here. I’m still trying. It’s still 🔥 hot!

Ah, God. Why do You keep taking me through this hard way? It’s hot. I’m tired. Whew!

Keep making ice, beloveds. The Universe will teach you endless ways to make ❄ ice. You shall learn new ways to do this and that. Your faith will expand. Your lungs will burst from 😂 laughter.

Be encouraged. In case no one has told you: I love you.

making ice,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, you supposed to be out there doing thangs and making ice…lol

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Breathe.

I am getting training from the training which was just not enough training!

Geeeezzzzz!

Friday, I was ready to cry. I felt soooooooooooo stupid!

At 55, my brain wants to know what in the name of all that is holy is it being forced to stretch this way?!!!!

I told myself to take a breath.

Breathe, I said!

I took a breath.

I felt better.

Okay, I didn’t feel better. But, I didn’t quit either. There is that.

It will get easier. As I learn. As I work. As I ALLOW myself to stay in this uncomfortable place and space.

Too many folk walk away from the uncomfortable places and spaces. They don’t understand their miracles and dreams are living in those uncomfortable places and spaces.

It takes a ton of prayer, try, faith, laughter, resilience and a billion other things to remain in the uncomfortable places and spaces.

Hang in there, beloveds. Breathe! Then, remain in the uncomfortable places and spaces until you learn and grow your way out of them.

Let’s go! We got thangs to do.

doing thangs,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:⚒️💯💪🚪🏆🙏🥰😳🤗🤗📣🥇

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

What doesn’t kill you STILL hurts.

Ow!

OW!!

Crackers!!!

*stamps foot*

Scuze me, beloveds. You have caught me in the midst of a mini tantrum.

Work is, and has been especially difficult/challenging/busy/maddening.

So much so I want to run away from home. Gas is much too costly so there’s that…*pout*.

I feel Ike a:

Moron.

Idiot.

Dumbsky.

I am learning a completely new area and having to work whilst learning. NOT an easy task. To have to work AND learn.

Life is just like that: Living AND learning. It would be fantastic, wouldn’t it, if we could have a bit of practice time. THEN get to live. How great would it be to have some cherished life stored in a vault for us. Waiting for us to grow enough to cash it out and live fully.

Alas, beloveds, we just have to, at times live this life feeling like a big idiot.❤️‍🩹🤣🤷‍♀️😂

Even though this time has been painful, it has also been:

Fun.

Enlightening.

Delightful.

Whoever said ‘What doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger’ needs a nice boot to the rear, in my opinion. Ow!

Keep going.

You CAN.

You WILL.

going with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Whew! Ow! ❤️‍🩹⚒️💯😳🙏🚪💪🚪🏆☕️🤣🤷‍♀️

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Tell lazy to get to stepping!

I did NOT want to get up early.

No way. No how. Not this sista! Ha!

I made myself get up 45 minutes earlier than the early I was getting up for.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Now, I am happily eyeing the scrambled eggs and golden tater rounds just teasing me to hurry on up.

It’s important, beloveds, to tell lazy to get to stepping when lazy wants to keep you lazy.

Keep on being good to YOU and your dreams. No one else will take you seriously if even YOU won’t and don’t.

I used to read Britta’s daily blog with such admiration and would feel sooooooooooooo badly as I could not see how the world she manages to post EVERY day. I wanted to. I told myself I would. I didn’t.

One day, after reading her daily, I determined I was, at the very least, going to TRY. Just, try.

One day, turned into two. Two days, turned into three. Until, I honestly can’t remember the last day I did NOT write. Who knew?!

Keep at it, beloveds. Whatever your goal is. Don’t give a thought about the results. The results will be whatever they turn out to be.

I am learning, I have learned, embracing and dealing with the outcome, without anger/disappointment/discouragement has slowly been turning the tide.

I don’t know what the rest of my life has in store for me. I don’t know how many days I have left. That said, I KNOW I shall spend the rest of my days giving my try the best try I can. Results be what they shall be.

Huh? Oh, okay!

That’s it, beloveds. Coffee is hollering for me to hurry. She is getting cold waiting on me. Care to join me?

Asking for a friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Don’t let lazy run your show. Get your try in. Look out for someone would you please? There is a whole world of discouraged folk. Send a joke, smile, shoulder someone’s way. They could use it. I could use it, if truth be told.

EVERY day, I have wanted to give up. EVERY single one of them. The disappointments have been sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo disappointing. Enough already! Show me how already! Or, show me the door!…*pout*….

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Again. Again. And, again.

How many times will I try?

Again.

Again.

And, again.

How many times will I forgive?

Again.

Again.

And, again.

How many times will I love?

Again.

Again.

And, again.

How many times will I lose?

Again.

Again.

And, again.

How many times will I win?

Again.

Again.

And, again.

How many times will I seek?

Again.

Again.

And, again.

How many times will I receive?

Again.

Again.

And, again.

How many times will I laugh?

Again.

Again.

And, again.

How many times will I surrender?

Again.

Again.

And, again.

How many times?

Again.

Again.

And, again.

living to the utmost,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: How many times shall I think of you, beloveds?

Again.

Again.

And, again!

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

Enough already with simply surviving. Get on out there and live. Enjoy your life. Right now. Right where you are. Enjoy the folk around you. Love those in your vicinity. Expand your circle. Love as many folk as your heart can hold. Asking for A Friend.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Heart❤️‍🩹check Tuesday on a Monday.

If your heart looks/feels anything close to mine, beloveds, you are currently in need of a whole lot of love and care.

Why?

You are simply exhausted.

Why?

Your world has turned into a never-ending series of try, fall, fail. Rinse. Repeat.

After a while, without an end, without resolution, without fulfillment…*sigh*

After a while, it begins to wear on the soul.

The Bible says for us to NOT be weary, in well doing. As we SHALL reap if we faint not. I’m too weary to remember where this is found in the bible(kidding Galatians 6:9).

My try is awfully tired. I just want to wake up and live in my fulfilled dreams. The way I imagine they will be.

I was laying in bed, pondering, wondering what the world would even LOOK like fulfilled.

Don’t get me wrong. I love life. I love yakking incessantly with God, with Life, with The Universe, and with you.

I love working. I love telling jokes and making folks laugh.

I love watching my sports. I love wandering through my eclectic mismadge of YouTube channels.

I love sooooooooooooooooooooo many things.

Yet, there has been a dream which has been calling me for the entirety of my life. I feel I may fail it/them. I fear I may I let them down.

I beat myself up for not having born them into fruition.

I no longer know if I am chasing my dreams or if they are now chasing me?

Am I afraid of them? Is this why they have not come?

Ah, God.

Why do Yall keep bothering me?

Asking for many friends.

How is your ❤️‍🩹 heart, beloveds?

If your heart is anything like mine, I feel your pain!

Be encouraged.

Keep going.

Don’t give up.

Not just yet.

I know you are tired. I know you want to be there already! So do I. The fact that we are not there yet IS an answer.

We are EXACTLY where we are supposed to be. The Universe has already calculated our dumbness, our foolishness, our fear, our doubt, our apathy, our disappointment, our try or lack thereof all into the equation.

In the meantime, beloveds, enjoy this life you have. We only get ONE shot at this. Enjoy each moment.

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

His and yours,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Ah, beloveds, be encouraged. The week is just starting. Just saying that makes me tired. Yet, just saying that also feels me with joy. Today, my dreams may yet well catch up to me or vice versa!

Love someone. Starting with you. Reach out to someone. Someone needs to hear and to know they are loved and not alone.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

55, thanks for scaring the hell out of me.

55 has been a harsh teacher.

55 could give two hoots about my feels.

55 laughs at tired.

55 dismisses fear with desdain.

55 scoffs at doubt.

55 refuses to relent.

55 has scared the hell out of me.

Thank you, 55, for scaring me half to death. Thank you, 55, for forcing me to confront EVERY shred of anxt.

I appreciate you, 55, forever shouting at me life is soooooooooooooooooooooo short.

It becomes awfully hard to waste time wasting time now.

It has become impossible to tell myself achieving my dreams is impossible.

I don’t have time, beloveds, to give up. Neither do you!

The clock is ticking. We have NO idea how many moments we have. This is nothing to be afraid of. It is something to reflect on and be mindful of.

What are you waiting for?

Do the hard.

Embrace where you are.

Try.

Rinse.

Repeat.

Keep making your act right act right.

We don’t have time to do as the world is doing in chasing things that matters not.

I rose early.

I encouraged.

I loved.

I tried.

No, my dreams have not shown up yet. Yet, I show up. EVERY day. I can’t help what’s not coming. I CAN control when and where I show up.

Ah, God. Hurry. I got thangs to do. Show me how to make my dreams come true!

I am soaring, as best as I can. Help me get up higher. I think I can. I’m not sure, though. I have never been this high. Ah, God. I am terrified of heights.

55, thanks for scaring the hell out of me. I got thangs to do.

doing them thangs,


Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: The only thing keeping you from keeping on is you. Tell yourself to get going. Life is short. Tell doubt to kick rocks. Tell fear ha! Tell yourself the truth: You CAN. You WILL. You HAVE TO! Get going…asking for A Friend.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

When the news ain’t good.

Ah, God.

I’m sooooooooooooooooooooooo tired of all this bad news runnin’ ’round!

Ah, Life.

I’m soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sick of you handing me lemons to make lemonade with!

Ah, Universe.

Why are You NOT protecting me and them that I love?

Ah, me.

What are we going to DO!?

*Cassandra crawls up on The Father’s Lap for a good cry*

*sigh*

Be encouraged, beloveds. Do NOT allow tough news to set you into a panic. Tough times happen. Tough things happen.

That said, we are NOT alone.

When going through, be sure to reach out for love and support. Keep being good to you. Be honest. It’s okay to be upset when upsetting things/news happens. Still, we MUST hold fast to our faith, to our hope, to our joy.

I talked to my boss and am taking the rest of the day off for my mental health sake.

Be encouraged, beloveds. Keep on keeping on.

We got this.

I think.

having a mini freak out but that’s okay,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Ah, God. Life has NOT been funny this week. Whew!

Love someone. Starting with you. It has been such a joy getting to know folk here. This is our safe space to cut up and act a fool. A place where we can say ‘Ow, God’ and not feel bad. Be encouraged.

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

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

For you, for them, or for Him?

Why are you with them?

Why are you working there?

Why are you serving Him?

For you?

For them?

For Him?

Or, are you doing things to serve you?

Nothing wrong with that. It’s just important to know what you are doing your why for. So you are not disappointed with the results.

Why are you trying?

For you?

For them?

For Him?

It’s important to know, to understand WHY you are doing what you are doing.

Why?

Otherwise, you will lead a life of quiet frustration. Vaguely annoyed/angry/dismayed as life appears to be swaying you this way and that.

Knowing your why helps keeps you centered and focused. It also helps keep you from living your life in a victim-like state.

Too often, folk allow themselves to be swayed by other people’s views and desires.

Life is short, beloveds. It’s time, don’t you think, for folk to…THINK!! 🤔

Who do I live/love/dream/hope for?

For you?

For them?

For Him?

Don’t you know by now?

All of the above!

Nuff said,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!