Are you willing?
To remain in a hard place?
To keep doing the hard thing?
To maintain?
To continue?
To remain?
Anyone, beloveds, can continue when skies are clear. Anyone, beloveds, can maintain the easy path.
It takes courage to keep on keeping on when the way gets hard. It takes tremendous strength to remain when all have fled and left you alone.
Are you willing, The Universe queried me.
Yes, I replied.
Are you willing, beloveds?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: This was a short piece, with a heavy question. Are you willing? Am I? I want to be a coward. I want to say ‘no’. I want to hide among the obscure. I want to tell my want to to go on ahead and kick some rocks.
Yet, my dreams won’t let me be. I don’t know why in the fresh hell these stupid dreams have stayed so consistently LOUD! Dammit, dreams, I am 55. Let me be an old, comfortable, fat lady. Why can’t you leave me be, you big, ridiculously impossible dreams?! Fresh egads!…*sigh*.
I was almost at give up’s end, beloveds. ALMOST. Yea, boy, I was fixin’ to quietly surrender my dreams to the lies which came to claim them.
Ha! That’s what my dreams said, beloveds. Ha! No way! Stubborn, silly dreams of mine. These stubborn dreams keep chasing me awake! Let me sleep, I say. I wish I could bury these terribly loud burdens, er, dreams and live this loudly desperate/boring life of mine. Ack.
Somebody’s why keeps tugging at my why. I don’t know which one or ones of you who is wooing my dreams so. Ah, beloveds, what the world are we going to DO with these dreams and whys of ours?
Help us, Universe. We are ready to soar. We are tired of roaming around with our whys pestering our every step. We have got so many thangs to do. Help us to do what we sooooooooooooooooo long to do.
We have much to give, Life. Help us to bloom. Help us to take off. Help us to get to the top. There is so much more to us. How do we know? Because our whys and our dreams tell us so.
Asking for many friends.
Be encouraged, all. Keep on doing your why. Keep on listening to your dreams. Even when they drive you up fifty walls. Even when you have no idea what to do. Even when folk look at you as though you have lost what is left of your faculties.
The Universe is not picking on you. Just pulling out the greatness within. Hang in there. You CAN. You will. You do NOT walk alone. Neither do I. We got this. Let’s get it…
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
- 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
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 