Note: These have been some wonderfully, hard, frustrating, joyful, exasperating days.
I have laughed, cried and sworn I was done laughing and crying.
Yet, I have never been more content. I am sneaking my way towards starting a channel that may do nothing but entertain a dream long held. Ah, what a wonderful thought!…*hugs self*.
I am going to try. Results be what they may be. ALL I have ever wanted was an opportunity.
God has been telling me, for decades, that I was my opportunity. I was afraid to believe Hin. I was terrified to believe in ME. No more. I believe I can. I believe I’ll try. I’ll ask no more of myself than that.
I am trying to drag as many folk with me, on dream pursuit, as I can get. Who is with me? Answer in the comments.
I honestly could cry, beloveds. That is, if this stupid fever would let me alone! ALL I have been wanting to do, ALL week, is to work on, record and post some short video clips.
I have finally, FINALLY I’M TELLIN’ YA, gotten past the intimidation factor of beginning.
I am ready. I have the PERFECT videos selected. I have wondrous words of inspire to aspirate every which a way.
I have background music ready to toss in. I have quiet. I have time. I have EVERYTHING BUT A HEALTHY BODY TO ASPIRATE MY INSPIRE WITH!!!!!!
I have tried everything. I have taken the drug store. I am getting better. Slowly. Apparently, 56 is in NO hurry when it comes to healing, eating Golden Grahams or watching Mission Impossible movies. Smh. Don’t judge me, peeps.
So, here I sit, minding my own business, ready to get into the inspiration bidnezz, when the ONLY business I can get into is the Kleenex business. Ah, God. Ya got jokes, I see.
That said, I really am learning to just use what I have, currently. I no longer have time to fret about what could or should be or have been.
My brain has mostly scrambled from the high fever. So, I’m watching boring, but interesting, editing videos. I’m jotting down ideas. I’m hydrating. I’m listening to uplifting music.
In short, I’m doing SOMETHING. These steps are taking me closer to my dreams. If nothing else, they are keeping me occupied and out of the bathroom.
I just stopped ’round to remind you to use what you have. You have more than enough to start.
The scariest part is the starting. Once you start, the clock starts on folks judging your start/middle/finish.
Critics are gonna critique. Let them. Process your feels. Peel the truth from the harsh, from the silence, from the whatever.
Then, celebrate your try and get up and do it again!
Fail spectacularly. Succeed quietly. Enjoy them both. The win is not the end goal. What’s the end goal? You tell me. Note, you may not know until you try!
I hear chicken noodle soup calling. I have plenty.
Be encouraged. Don’t allow obstacles to keep you from keeping on. Try something else. Go by a new route. Ask for help. Phone a friend.
I don’t care what you do, beloveds, as you do anything other than feel sorry for yourself. If you must feel sorry for yourself. Make it quick! We got thangs to do!
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Get up! Go! I mean it! This world desperately needs what only YOU can provide. You CAN. You WILL!
NOTHING has been working. NOTHING is bearing fruit.
I don’t know why. I’m trying. My try is trying. Still, the rut remains. Jimeny Cricketts!😡😳🌊
I have felt overwhelmed.
I ordered ding dongs I have not eaten in years. I sulked. I ate a ding dong. I sulked some more. I ate a ding dong. Rinse. Repeat. I ate the whole box…*sigh*.
I slapped disappointment out of my hands, replacing it with try.
That was last night. This morning, beloveds, I left the television off(It was acting up anyway). I left the phone off.
I started coffee. I made breakfast. I read my bible.
I put on my motivational playlist and began feeding my spirit. I went about encouraging others.
I got on with my day. Today. I left yesterday back with yesterday. I have no more need of it. I’m too busy doing some thangs today.
Kick ding dongs, er, disappointment out of bed. Change takes time. You WILL get there. You WILL get thangs done.
EVERYTHING either keeps getting rejected or ghosted.
OMG!!!!
I have stamped my feet. I have cried. I have told the entirety of the world to go ahead and take two seats, to kick rocks and to dive into a cold pond with rain boots on!!!!
*pout*
I was soooooooooooooo distraught, beloveds, I told good habits to take the day off and hid in napping and munching on mini chocolate donuts.
My bad. Too bad, I told my bad. I was done. Finished. Finito!
I was done chasing these tormentingly maddening dreams.
Then, I rose.
I backed away from the donuts.
I turned on my playlist.
I fired up the laptop.
Early. I may as well get to getting rejected…*shrug*.
I absolutely REFUSE to give up on me. Not anymore. Not an option.
I just stopped by to encourage someone. If you, hang in there. The hard times do end. I think. I hope…lol.
In the meantime, we are growing. We are learning. We are exercising faith muscles. We are seeing how much we really do or do not want our THIS.
Keep going. You got this. As do I. Be encouraged.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Okay, se whatcha still doing here? You have thangs to do. Get to doing them. Stop focusing on the outcome, or lack thereof. Keep focusing on the fact you are giving and doing your all. I tell myself this all the time now. I have to. Age, reality, doubt and ALL their friends have been dogging me. Ah, God. Give us all strength. Asking for many friends.
The old me would have given up on my dreams a long time ago.
The new me, following the tornado, says ‘hecks naw’ when it comes to giving up or giving in.
You don’t have to face down a tornado to make the DECISION to keep your promises to yourself, beloveds.
No matter what.
No matter why.
No matter who.
Determine that today will be the LAST day you will EVER turn your back on you and your dreams.
Disappointments hurt. Discouragement is real. Frustration is a daily companion when trying to achieve a goal.
Yet, the fun is in the journey. I have to go back and redo almost 60 mini videos to add text so I can post to TikTok. A pain. I’m doing it. Yea, I could say kick rocks and just post to Instagram. I want to do both. So, I am taking the time to tweak all these finished videos again!!!!! Ack!!! Whew!!!…lol.
I have been having a blast learning. I am seeing how much I care about my why.
I just stopped by to encourage someone. Starting with me.
Be encouraged. We got this. We truly do. Life is what WE make it. Make it an awesome one.
They call out to me. They ask me not to give up on them. They ask me to keep reaching out to YOU, beloveds.
Oh, that you could have been with me AFTER the tornado came and tore my whole world apart.
The ONE thing I thought of was reaching out to folk to let them know how truly short life is.
Beloveds, it can be gone, in an instant. Use what you have. Now. You do NOT need anything else yet. And, the things you’ll need SHALL be added to you as you walk in FAITH, standing ten toes down, with all that you know.
I spend my days asking how many folk can I reach. Today. Now.
Life is short.
Stop chasing things that won’t matter two years from now.
Stop worrying about folks who scarcely remembers your name!
Get out there and live the dreams that folk thinks are ridiculous. They are. So what?!
Every amazing thing ever created was doubted at first. Some of those things are doubted still.
What are YOU waiting for, beloveds?
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: When I thought I was going to die, I was sad. For a time. I told God that all I had given this world was ME. Didn’t seem enough somehow. He said I was more than enough. I am. As are you.
All we can give is what we have. Give what you have. It is enough. YOU are enough.
Maybe, just maybe, beloveds, God spared me from that tornado to share THESE words. What a thought. Since I can’t know, I shall spend the rest of my days letting folk know they are loved and not alone. Fever and all. Speaking of which, Kleenex and soup are calling me. Come hang out with me in the comments.
In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He.
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