Dreams: Do you believe?
Me: Yes.
Dreams: Do you believe in ME?
Me: I think so.
Dreams: Why?
Me: Because you are so blasted loud and persistent.
Dreams: Why?
Me: I honestly don’t know. Yet, The Universe insists that I trust you.
Dreams: Will you trust me.
Me: I think so.
Dreams: I need for you to trust me. I won’t let you down.
Me: I’m afraid I will let you down.
Dreams: Trust you with me.
Me: K.
I’m looking at my dreams sideways. They are so loud now. They are drowning out everything else. They seem too large. They sound absolutely ridiculous. How in the fresh hell will/can I make them come true?
My dreams tempt me to go up higher. My dreams taunt me away from the mediocre. My dreams says there is so much more to me than I could ever know.
I want to find out about this me. What of you, beloveds? What say YOUR dreams? Are you listening? Don’t be afraid to slow down to listen to your dreams.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: These dreams sure like living up high. I am terrified of heights…
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
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- 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
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 