Whatcha DOIN with them there dreams of yours, beloveds?
Are you working on them?
Are you daydreaming about them?
If not, get to it. IF you can dream it, you can make it happen. Some kind of way. May not come as you thought it should/could/would. Doesn’t mean it ain’t comin’!
Get on up, beloveds. Kick to kickin’ some life hind end to get it workin’ on your behalf.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
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Note: What ARE you DOING with those dreams of yours?
Get on out there, beloveds. Live out your dreams. Everyday. Work towards them. Pray over them. Invest in them. Pursue them. Relentlessly. Religiously. Zealously.
Refuse to give up.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You CAN. You WILL. We have to keep it moving. Whether we feel like it or not.
Have an amazing day. This day is what YOU make it. We are NOT helpless, hapless fools. We are deliberate, hopeful ones.😆🥰🤣
If you are reading these words, beloveds, they are meant for YOU. Yes, YOU. How do I know this? Because, I have prayed and asked God to bring them to he/she/they who are in the most need.
I have NEVER felt more forsaken or more forgotten in all of my 56 years of life. Even losing mom wasn’t THIS hard.
The more, I have tried, to move FORWARD, the more it appears that I have, in fact, moved fifty steps backwards.
Fear has been trying to get me to go back to the comfortableness of not doing too much, not giving too much, not trying to much. It’s much easier, it seems, to give as little as possible. It feels as though it would be better to stop hoping for anything more than the bare minimum.
Hooey on THAT! There is too much out there for us, beloveds. We will NOT go backwards.
We have NOT been forgotten. We have NOT been forsaken. It just feels like that, at times. Isn’t it a good thing that feels do NOT run our lives? WE run them. WE choose how we respond. WE decide if we will waste time being angry and bitter over the happenstances that have happened.
WE choose to be free, by our thoughts and habits. WE decide if we will be imprisoned by our choices, by our inactions/actions.
Be encouraged. Get up. Turn on the lights. Breathe. Then, begin. Again. You CAN. You WILL.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: These hard days are just that: hard days. They are NOT a mandate for how the rest of your life will play out. You will move beyond the hard and into the greatness The Universe is fixing to reward your tenacity/integrity with. Get excited. Your best days truly are before you. You simply must get through this hard. That’s it. Simple, huh?…lol. Keep going. In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He.
Yea, fear, I truly laugh at thee. You thought you had me!
laughing at fear, Cassandra
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Note: Beloveds, fear not. Fear is nothing but a lyin’, denyin’ fool. You CAN. You WILL. Your dreams are being ripened. Keep on looking UP. Keep on moving FORWARD. Laugh at fear. Tell doubt to get out of your way. You have much too much to do to be worrying about things that will probably never happen.
You SHALL overcome all that has seemingly overcome you. Be encouraged. I am praying for us all.
I needed to stop, to take a break, long before the tornado brought this life to a screeching halt.
I needed to stop after my dad died and I couldn’t get to his funeral. I didn’t. I had also just recently lost my home care position as my client had passed away. It was a double whammy: Lost job. Lost father. I had to immediately get on unemployment, find a job, have stupid weekly unemployment checks/meetings.
I needed to stop after Hurricane Katrina. I didn’t. Not only did I NOT stop, I did an extreme amount of overtime to ‘make due’.
I needed to stop after mom died. I didn’t. I stopped long enough for an 11 day binder. Then, I put on my ‘big girl panties’ put my head down, and hid in overtime for years.
I needed to stop many times, after that. I didn’t. I didn’t feel as if I could. I HAD to pay the bills. I just HAD to be available, round the clock, for family, for work, for the church, for friends, for…you get the point.
In all that ‘working’ I stopped working, for my work. I worked for work’s sake. I worked for the sake of work. I worked because I knew nothing else.
I’m learning how to stop. For my mental health sake. For my heart sake. For me. I have needed to stop for a long time now. I have given myself permission to stop. I have to learn how to begin again, slowly. I have to learn how to take my time. To be sure to give myself time to grow and learn and prosper.
We do ourselves a disservice when we run ourselves into the ground. We do not honor our family and God when we do this. We have to love ourselves while we are loving others.
Be sure to stop and rest as needed. Make sure not to live your life running on empty.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: The life is just as important as all the people you take care of. Make sure you love yourself as well.
I am thankful. I am giving thanks for ALL of the hard this year. Today is Thanksgiving. I am grateful for my home. I am grateful for folk who love me.
I am appreciative for all the terribly hard lessons I have been forced to learn. I am grateful for my try.
I am grateful for every person who have sent a like or warm thought my way. I am thankful for every person who has stopped by for a laugh and a bit of encouragement.
I am soooooooooooooooooooooo thankful to see another day. Even as they be a bit rough, at the moment.
Ah, God, thanks for this day. Thanks for being You. Thanks for loving me. Thanks for helping ME learn to love me some me.
I am stopping ’round long enough to set out a plate for those who are alone, like me. Know we are NOT alone. Just by ourselves. There is a difference…lol.
grateful for life, Cassandra
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Note: What are you grateful for? It helps when we remind ourselves what we have, how far we have come, how much love we have yet to experience. Be encouraged.
And, losing does NOT mean that we are lost. It just means that The Universe needed to relieve us of some old things. So, we can obtain new and better things.
Us humans are a comfortable lot. We like things the way they have always been. We don’t like change. Unless it changes the way we think things should.
Ah, should. Such a maddening word. Should is forever telling us what we ‘should’ be doing or ‘should’ NOT be doing. Shut it, should!
I have had to learn to do more with much less. Much, much, much less. Who knew?
What’s more, I have learned to hold loosely to EVERYTHING save my relationship with God. That, I hold onto with all that is within me. The rest? I am enjoying what has remained. I am letting go of what has decided to leave or has been taken away.
In all this losing, beloveds, I have gained so much more peace, perseverance, tenacity, integrity, grit, laughter, foolishness and fun. I have never laughed so much at my stupidity in all of my life. I have enjoyed my mishaps. I have done some particularly, astonishingly dumb things whilst in the midst of tremendous what in the fresh hell is this ness.
I have enjoyed the super early hours I have experienced, when unable to sleep because of bills that won’t leave me alone. I have been pleased to see me getting up off the mat, after I have sworn I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo done with trying.
I have gotten a kick out of encouraging folk when all I want to do is spend the day crying my eyes out. I have laughed uproariously at my pouting when seeing my dreams waiting to be fulfilled. Ack and ow!!!
These times will end up serving me well. In the meantime, I maintain. I fight on.
Keep fighting on with me, beloveds. Laugh at your mishaps. Love someone. Starting with you.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I love you, beloveds. I am praying hard for all of us. I am asking for financial breakthroughs. I am requesting peace of mind. I am seeking a fresh bushel of hope to be distributed to all. Be sure to fill up, okay?
Too often, beloveds, we do not give ourselves near enough grace. We force ourselves to work well past the cut off point. We make ourselves give until we are empty. Then, we give what we don’t have. Then, we shut off our feels to the point our hearts are hurting, exhausted and weary.
Yet, we refuse to give ourselves permission to feel, to rest, to experience and to grow.
I have been angry with myself, stupidly so, for being so shaken following the tornado. Only someone who has literally had a tornado outside their door/home will even understand what I am saying here. I am thankful most have not and pray they never will.
There is something that happens to the mind, at least to MY mind, knowing I was literally a breath away from death. I am not afraid to die. That said, when a tornado comes calling, all bets are off on the ‘I’m not afraid’ thing.
I have been trying to get my comfort back, ever since. There are days when I think I have found it. Other days, I cower beneath uncertainty. I hover next to unexpected doom/dread. I tell doom/dread to go away. They leave. They return. Rinse. Repeat.
I just stopped by, beloveds, to let someone know it really IS okay to not be okay until one is okay again. I will be okay. Soon? I don’t know. Maybe if my not being okay had not cost me my job, I would be faring better. Now, I have to fight to regain my footing, whilst trying to find another gig. The most frightening time ever.
Still, this time has been no surprise for The Universe. I WILL make it through. I just have to go through this time. One step at a time. One day at a time. Often, one second at a time.
In the meantime, I am drinking lots of coffee. I am writing. I am singing badly…*shrug*. I am doing chores. Sorta. I am trying to be kinder to me and my slow getting it together self.
This has been a beautiful time, though. I have nursed the night, until it turned back into day. I have chased the dawn until it turned into tomorrow.
I have found new parts of me. I have tossed out old parts. God has given them back…hahahaha!!
I have laughed a bit. I have cried a ton.
I have lived. I AM living. Now. Here. I’m not waiting for this or that to live. I am doing my level best to enjoy my day(s). There is a gift in those things, eh? I think so.
Right now I have mood lights blinking in agreement. I have a nice cup of coffee waiting for me to finish this piece. I spent a delish few hours commiserating with my wombie.
When I finish, I think I shall gather The Father from the curb I kicked Him to, yesterday. Yea, beloveds, I told God I was DONE praying and asking for things I have been asking for every day for the past five hundred fifty million bajillon seventeen days to NO result…lol. I sowwy, Father.
Be encouraged, beloved. Give yourself permission would you please and thanks?
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Cut yourself some slack. Remember, you are doing the best you know how. you will get to where you need to go. Be patient with yourself. Be patient with your circumstances. In the meantime, do the best you can to enjoy your day.
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