See a path.

See a path for your success.

Be a path for someone else’s success.

Make a path for others to attempt success.

Much, much too often, all we allow ourselves to see are obstacles. We see disaster everywhere. We fail to see opportunities anywhere.

I have been using these tough days to reimagine my steps and my viewpoint.

I CHOOSE to see the diamonds in the middle of hard.

I CHOOSE to hear love in the silent ghosting of the world.

I CHOOSE to feel joy smack dab in the middle of devastation.

I am soooooooooooo thankful, beloveds, that I was not able to immediately find a job. I would have ended up an exhausted soul. A soul who was too terrified to pursue HER dreams.

When I turned 55, my brain immediately went into alarm status. Suddenly, ALL I saw/felt/heard was that I was much too old to accomplish anything.

I looked at my life of service and wondered if my service had meant anything.

God said yes. My dwindling bank account said heck no. Initially, I sided with my bank account.

It has taken a long time to regain my footing. Truth be told, I am still regaining my footing.

These days, I rarely have to talk myself out of bed. I get up. I make coffee. I wash dishes. I write. I have things to do. As do you.

Are you living, beloveds, or just barely scraping through, too afraid to hope and do something?

You can start again whenever you get ready. Let’s go! We got thangs to do.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Starting over is hard. It gets old. It’s terribly frustrating. Such is life. Start over as many times as you need to. In case no one has told you: I love you. So does He.

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