Hhhmm.
HHmmmm….
I had some ground beef handy. Ground beef wanted to be used. Ground beef wanted to be made into something. I feel ya, ground beef. So do I.
For days, ground beef had been hollering at me from the fridge: “Make me something. Make me SOMETHING!”:
I thought about making chili. Chili thought that was an outstanding idea! Then, I heard tacos hollering to be made: “Me. Make meeeeeeeeeeeee!”:
Now, beloveds, I found myself in an intense battle! To chili or NOT to chili? That was the question.
What on earth does this have to do with YOU, you may be asking by now, through your haze of boredom and wonder? It reminds me of how often we get into paralysis analysis when trying to move forward in doing/trying new things.
I have been pondering my next steps. So much so, beloveds, I became fearful of taking ANY step. Doubt began doubting. Fear began shouting more loudly. Reality wanted to set in like concrete.
I didn’t know what to do NEXT. Now, I was more afraid of NEXT then I was of the unknown. I was afraid if I did THIS, I would set off THAT. But, if I didn’t do THAT, maybe THIS would happen!…*terrified gasp*.
My THIS had begun to fight with THAT. Speaking of fighting, I have to get back to chili wars…
Which shall I choose!
Chili?
Tacos?
Me o my!
This battle has me thinking about next steps:
Right?
Left?
Stand still?
Process further?
God is silent. Life is silent. The Universe is silent. Fresh hell. What do I DO now?
While waiting on next steps, I have decided what to make…
I decided on a bowl of cereal 🥣. Who wants some?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note:
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
- 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
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