Uprooted: Keep taking the NEXT step, Cassandra.

I’m afraid, beloveds.

Of taking the next step.

Why?

Because lately EVERY step I have taken has seemingly led to or has been followed by utter disaster.

I have been walking on eggshells.

I have been tiptoeing around landmines.

I have been ducking hand grenades tossed by a life that is just NOT fair, of a moment.

I want to be angry about all this. Anger is too damned exhausting. It’s all I can do to talk myself out of bed just to try. Trying seems so damned trying these awfully difficult, tough days. I feel like that book. You know the one about the boy who had the very bad day….lol.

I have been trying to rest. I still have not learned how. I have been working all my life. How can a worker bee stop long enough to rest?

I am moving forward. I am taking the next step and trusting all will and shall come out as it ought. I am doing my part and allowing The Universe to keep me in line….hahahahahaha.

Keep taking the NEXT step, beloveds. Don’t worry how many it will take. Don’t fret about not knowing where The Universe is taking you. Enjoy the journey.

enjoying the journey with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep going. Asking for A Friend.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

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