Month: August 2024

Audacity: Dream with me.

Dream with me, beloveds.

Have the audacity to dream, in the face of ALL you have gone through.

Hope with me, beloveds.

Have the audacity to hope, in the middle of the fight.

Love with me, beloveds.

Have the audacity, to love when nothing and no one appears to want to love back.

Fight with me, beloveds.

Have the audacity, to fight for the things you want. Even as the things you want continue to move beyond your grasp.

Believe with me, beloveds.

Have the audacity, to believe when EVERY evidence presented tells you there is no way, no how, not a chance things will turn in your favor.

Dream.

Love.

Hope.

Fight.

Rinse.

Repeat.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep believing. Nuff said.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing to change your life?

What are you doing to improve your situation?

What are you doing?

Life keeps asking me this question. The universe keeps asking me this question. God keeps asking me this question. I’m trying my best to do something. I’m trying my best to be something. I’m trying to do things that matter. I’m trying to let people know that they matter.

I have tried so hard for others, I’m not sure how to try for myself. Not really. It feels as if my try would never bear fruit. Not really. it seems as if I will never get anywhere.

What are you doing? I asked myself this question every day now. I’m tired of asking questions. I’m ready to move on and live out my dreams in real time. I’m trying to teach myself how. It has been frustrating.

The time grows short.

What are you doing? Who are you doing it for? Is it for you? Is it for someone else? Is it for recognition?

I don’t feel like writing tonight. I don’t feel like encouraging tonight. I’m not feeling very encouraged tonight. I’m trying to do whether I feel like it or not. I’m trying to encourage what I feel like it or not. I’m trying to present my best sales, whether I feel like it or not,

I have spent too many years going for others and not enough time doing for myself. It’s time I put that effort into myself writing wise and career wise. This morning, I made my first attempt at creating a motivational video. It was quite amateurish. I loved it. I’m trying not to despise small beginnings as the bible says.

Things take time. I’m trying to give myself time to learn and to grow. I want the time to hurry. 55 is laughing at me. She says, we are running out of time. Is she right? I am uncertain. Defeat seems inevitable.

You already know what I’m going to say here now, beloveds: Be encouraged. Keep trying. Your try matters. You matter.

What are you doing?

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It’s been a frustrating day trying to figure out what to do and how to do it. I normally enjoy learning. not right now. Learning is tied to trying to make money now. I need money now. I’m trying to make the need of money, not the reason for my try. Frustrating.

I wish I could talk to my mom. I wish I could hear her tell me that everything really will be alright. I wish for so many things. I wish successful your life. I pray that your dreams be fulfilled soon. I pray comfort for those who need comfort. I asked for a special blessings for your life and for those that you care about. I’m asking for friends for those who are alone. A place for healing for those who are sick. I pray great for those who are ready to give up. I sometimes find myself in several of those categories.

Enjoy the rest of your day. Been about the distractions and frustrations to take away the fact that you are doing the best that you know how. Be proud of your try. Be proud of you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Resolve: Don’t let your frustrations have the last word.

I wrote a piece.

I posted said piece.

Said piece, sadly, disappeared before my eyes. In the past, I would have had a fit and wasted hours fussing.

Instead, I gave me some me time. I made supper. I enjoyed some shows. I inhaled several cups of ☕ coffee.

I wrote another piece.

I am about to post said piece.

Will said piece disappear?

Not my issue. Mine is to try. Mine is to do. The rest is up to The Universe.

If you are reading this piece:

Be encouraged. Don’t dismay if your efforts seem to disappear before your eyes. You have done the work. Breathe. Have some you time.

Life is short, beloveds. You can NEVER get this day back. Enjoy it. Embrace it. Change what you can. Impact where you can. LIVE in the MOMENT.

I thought I was going to literally die in that 🌪 tornado. I heard it outside my door and wondered if I was experiencing my last moments on earth.

The tornado passed. I remained. In tatters, emotionally, yet still here. Alive? A part of me did die that day: The part of me that was STILL afraid to let go of the familiar. The part of me that was STILL terrified to fully accept ALL of me. The loudest parts. The silliest parts. The sometimes irreverent parts.

ALL my life, as a black woman, I was programmed to service the world whilst running myself into the ground. I did that. I did it well.

Following the tornado, my heart asked me if I would be able to continue to ‘pull myself up by my bootstraps’ and ‘fake it til I make it’ as I toiled away for everyone else’s dreams save my own.

My soul shouted NO! NO! NO!

Now, here, with the lights on, beloveds, I ask you the same:

Are you able, still, to keep shoving your heart, your needs, your dreams, in a drawer in service to everyone else’s dream save your own?

I’m not telling you not to care for others. I’m not telling you not to fight to help others. I AM asking you to toss your hat in the ring for you also!

Don’t let your frustrations have the last word. Bet on YOU. Start something. Start somewhere. DO something. Your something may not be my something. That said, your something shall be something else, eh?

Isn’t it about time, beloveds, that we all stop chasing likes, clicks and the like and start pursuing that which sets our hearts on fire? Asking for A Friend.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: This is your moment. Go now. Do something. Your way. Don’t worry about the haters. Haters are going to hate. It’s their job. Your job is to keep doing thangs. Doing thangs with you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Food fight 🍋 with The Universe.😡

The Universe: 🍋

Me: 😡🍋🍋!!

The Universe: 😳🥧

Me: ❤️‍🩹🌪😡🤬🍋🍋🍋🍋⁉️

The Universe: I sowwy.

Me: Kick 🥊 rocks today!

Nuff said.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I’m over it! Tired of this never-ending hammering! I don’t care the roof needs to be fixed!!!!!

OOOOOOMMMMMMGGGGGG!!!!

No one wants to be honest and tell you what to DO in the middle of a hissy fit when you are a faithful, faith-filled, bible-thumping Christian when you are TIRED OF MAKING LEMONADE, TAKING THE HIGH ROAD AND WAITING ON GOD WHO IS APPARENTLY DOING SOMETHING MORE IMPORTANT THAN MEETING YOUR PIDDLY LITTLE NEEDS ALREADY!!

Whew. Somedays, the days are just enough to work the last nerves. The sheer sameness of the hard days are enough to make a sista sweat. Whew.

I know. I know. A cup of ☕ coffee will help soothe nerves frayed from 🛠 hammers, high 🔥 heat and high bills that can’t be paid.

I’m angry at upcoming bills I can’t pay. I know. I know. It does NO good borrowing tomorrow’s troubles. Tell that to my empty bank account.

I can’t do a thing about my account, at the moment. At THIS moment, I CAN do something, perchance, about filling someone’s empty tank with a bit of encouragement. I shall start with me:

We got this. We SHALL get through this. We shall enjoy our day. Yes, we are sick and tired of being sick and tired of enduring the sameness of a day that keeps on bringing things and news we do NOT need.

That said, we have all we need to do this day. We have, at our choosing:

Joy.

Peace.

Hope.

Resolve.

Resilience.

Laughter.

Compassion.

Understanding.

Fortitude.

Love.

We have access to all those things, and more, as we CHOOSE. I choose joy. I think I shall add a bit of laughter, a cup of coffee and go fuss at, er, talk to God about all my anxt. He has nothing better to do than to listen to my rant. He knows the drill. He understands. It’s a good thing as I JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT IS GOING ON AND WHAT THE WORLD IS TAKING SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LONG ALREADY!!

Be encouraged, beloveds. Life is good. Even when it gets hard. I find myself smiling, in anticipation, whilst thinking of a nice cup of coffee. I think I will go yak at mom for a bit. I miss mom at these times. I wish I could call her and rant, cry and carry on and here her tell me that everything really will be okay, Cassandra.

She can’t tell me. I can tell you:

Everything WILL be okay. You are loved. You are NOT alone. Ah, beloveds, hang in there. As shall I. This too really shall pass. When I can not say. In the meantime, it’s okay to pelt a few lemons at The Universe and tell Life ‘ow!!!’.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

What are you looking at?

What are you looking at?

Are you looking at lack?

Are you looking at loss?

Are you looking down?

Are you looking for:

A sign?

A leg up?

A hand to hold?

Look up. The sun is up there. Yes, it may well be behind a few storm clouds, at the moment. It is there. Still.

What are you looking at, beloveds? The answer may be the key to your breakthrough.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Ah, beloveds, what are you looking at? Just now, I had to stop writing and take in the fact I am living my dream. Right now. Writing to you. Drinking my coffee. Singing love songs to Jesus in the middle of the night. Ah, God. Amazing.

I don’t know who I have been talking to tonight. I have no idea who I have been talking to these last four blogging years. No matter. You matter. Should your eyes light upon these words of mine, beloved(s), I just want you to know you are loved. You are. By me. His Goofhead. This old lady. This loud 55. Me. Ah, I hope she is enough. She tries.

Be encouraged. Be well. Take care of you. You are much too important not to…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Fill your own cup.

I am filling my cup with some uplifting music.

I am filling my cup with inspirational videos.

I am filling my cup with inspiring words.

I am filling my cup spending time with God.

I am filling my cup on trying to encourage my fellow man.

I am filling my coffee cup…hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Too often, we wait for others to fill us. Then, when no one shows up, we feel like an unnecessary lump of clay.

It would be nice if someone or someones happened by to fill my cup. If not, I have gone a long way towards filling my cup! How about you?

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Speaking of friend(s), I have been wondering what my German friend is up to? Am anxiously waiting more of what it’s like over there in Germany! Speak up, beloveds. Would love to hear how it is living in your space and place in the world. Spill! Asking for a friend(me).

In case no one has told you yet today: I love you. So does He…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Rebuilding.

I could kick something!

I could throw something!

I could kick AND throw something!!

Day two of the roof being repaired.

Day two of me wanting to accidentally on purpose throw something off the roof and into the pond I am imagining outside my door.

I feel bad for the men, pounding away, in this horrible heat. I feel bad for ME, listening to these men, pounding away, in this horrid heat.

I’m trying to think of something cleverly inspiring but I am just too hot and sleepy to think of anything! Heckamiah Jeremiah!

I am trying to make 🍋 lemon tarts out of all this incessant pounding!!!

OOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMGGG!a

The pounding reminds me of all the blessed pounding I have been doing at the 🚪 door of my dreams.

Ah, God, why won’t the damned 🚪 door open for me?!!!!!!!

God: Be patient. We are rebuilding.

Me: Who is?

God: Good question. Keep asking. In the meantime, be patient.

Me: K.

I don’t know how many days it will take to fix the roof. I have no idea how many more days of anxt and discomfort I have to make 🍋 lemonade through as I maneuver through this endless hard.

I DO know this:

I am loved.

I am not alone.

Enough for me.

Be encouraged. If your life’s rebuild is getting on your last nerves, make some lemon snacks and keep it moving. What is being rebuilt, beloveds, shall be magnificent. In the meantime, be good to yourself. Enjoy your day. Since I can’t get any rest, I shall find someone to visit on YouTube! Think I may go watch that convent being renovated in England or Scotland!

Or, I may head over to Heathrow to watch how the largest 🛬 airport in Britain is run. Or, I may head over to Japan to watch them fry some delightful looking 🍤 tempura! Or, I could visit the Australian guy and watch him restore some gardens!🥰

Reach beyond your borders, beloveds, and get to know folk and cultures that are not yours. We are all more alike than we are different. Asking for A Friend.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Before you know it.

Before you know it, your dreams will have come true.

Before you know it, the test will have ended and you will have passed.

Before you know it, love will have settled on your shoulder.

Before you know it, The Universe will have opened up before you to reveal…

Ah, beloveds, just you wait. Life is waiting to bless you…

Before you know it.

rooting for you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You CAN. You WILL. I never get tired of saying these things. They are true. Be encouraged. In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He. Be well this day….

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Keep believing in YOU.

I’m trying to believe in me. EVERY day.

There are days when no one visits my blog. There are days when just one or two may view. Then, maybe one or two may like a piece. I try not to get discouraged by that. I tell myself someone, somewhere received a bit of cheer.

It’s not always easy to dismiss the lack of views/likes/clicks and the like, eh, beloveds? We all desire to be viewed, seen, liked and subscribe to, don’t we? LOL.

God likes me.

Jesus subscribes to me.

The Universe views me.

Life laughs at me.

How can I NOT be entertained?….hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

I believe in me. In my try. My try may not be enough for folk. It is enough. For me.

Believe in YOU, beloveds, no matter how many folk stop ’round to see how you are doing and holding up.

I stopped ’round to tell you that you are loved and that you are NOT alone.

caring for folk no matter what,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I love you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

So be it.

Reality: You will NEVER get there by standing on your faith. Can’t you SEE?

Me: So be it.

Fear: You will NEVER get there. You are too old. No one will go with you, anyway.

Me: So be it.

Doubt: You will NEVER do the things you have been wanting to do. Look at you. It has been forever and you are in the same place.

Me: So be it.

Faith: Beloved, your lot may NOT be to enter. You may be asked only to hold the 🚪 door for others.

Me: So be it.

Life: I may never show you how or where.

Me: So be it.

The Universe: You may never find that which you seek so desperately.

Me: So be it.

God: All you gain, I may ask you to give to another.

Me: Do You promise to be with me?

God: Always.

Me: So be it. You ARE.

God: What?

Me: Everything. Everything I need. Let’s go tell some folk they are loved and not alone.

God: So be it.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Your life matters, beloveds. It does. That I could take away all that troubles you. I can’t. I can hope for you. I do. I can pray for you. I will. I can laugh with you. I shall.

Life is short. Get out there and live. Don’t let what troubles you to trouble you too much. You can still find joy in your day.

If life hurts just now, that’s okay. Things do heal. So shall you. If you have given your all, let your all be enough. Wait. Patiently.

Builders spent ALL yesterday pounding on the roof. Each blow is a reminder of what caused the damage. Each blow, a promise the roof IS being repaired. Each blow, restoring what was nearly destroyed.

Be patient. With you. Be patient. With your circumstances. Be patient. With those in your life. Be patient if you are currently alone.

If reality shows up to remind you of all you are going through and yet to experience…*shrug*…

So be it.

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

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!