What are you doing with your disaster?

What are you doing with your disaster?

What are you doing with your disaster? I know this is a ridiculous question. Worded that way for a reason.

I have had to ask myself the same question, when it comes to moving past this stupid tornado happening.

Some things, beloveds, can’t be dismissed. Some disasters, just won’t be ignored. They MUST be dealt with.

How?

How, God!!??

I do NOT appreciate this, God!!!

I am doing my best to be….fresh hell. I don’t KNOW how to be! Crap.

Yet, God says I must….be.

The Universe says I must…be.

Life says I must…be.

NOBODY WILL TELL ME HOW TO BE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What in the world am I supposed to do with THIS me!?

THIS me is:

Angry.

Subdued.

Snappy.

Still.

Exhausted.

Frustrated.

Terrriby sad.

This me is also:

Joyful.

Hopeful.

Seeking.

Trying.

I want to tell BOTH mes to go ahead and kick rocks and leave me alone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Geeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzz!

Me: What good is THIS ME doing for the world?! Why in the fresh hell…

God: ALL of you are needed.

Me: For what? What possible good can/could THIS me do for the world when I can’t even turn my own world right side up again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

God: Keep going. Asking for…

Me: I know. I know. A Friend.

God: That’s right. Everything will be okay. Okay?

Me: K.

I am trying to make lemonade, beloveds. Truly I am. It seems I have run out of sugar. Anybody have some to spare? Asking for A Friend.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: What a day I am having. Think I will break out my blue screwdriver and drive out the darkness with a song/dance. Who wants to join me?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

• 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