I feel sorry for the neighbors. Currently, I am loudly and lustily singing “Nobody Loves Me Like You Do” by Anne Murray…((((((((((((((hugs self))))))))))
I have my trusty blue screwdriver in hand. My favorite microphone. I am singing at Carnegie Hall. Usually, I sing this song to Jesus. I love Him. I like to sing love songs at times. I also sing love songs to myself. This may seem strange to you, but it’s a way in reminder to love myself always. It’s a reminder that I don’t need to wait for someone to tell me that I am loved. I speak words of affirmation to myself. Out loud.
Sing a concert to yourself beloveds. You’re so worth loving. You’re worth a concert. In the mean time I shall sing love songs to each and every one of you. I shall pray for you. I shall send warm thoughts of love, hope, joy and peace your way. I shall ask The Universe to bless your every step.
When you walk into a room beloveds, The Universe looks upon you with wonder and awe. What an amazing person you are!
Walk confidently. Dream big. Be relentless. Challenge yourself to do more and to be more. Enlarge your tent. Make room in your garden for new things to grow.
See your comfort zone as the coffin it really is. Get out there and live. Use what you have. Don’t be ashamed of what you have. You were given those things for a reason. You are born where you are born for a reason. You are in the circumstances you are in for a reason.
Be sure to love you some you today. Sing yourself a love song. Make yourself a meal. Take yourself for a walk. Tell yourself a joke and be good to you today.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: There is only one you. Treat you with kindness.
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?! 