My dreams feel like looking for a needle in a haste to act. My dreams feel like the needle. The millions of people I am competing with seems like the haystack.
Daunting.
Intimidating.
Knee buckling.
Still, no one will ever find my needle, my dreams, if I don’t put them out there for all to find/see.
That gives me the courage to keep putting out as many needles as I can! One or two just may slip through the cracks and be seen. I hope so.
I hope…
Keep on putting your needles out there, beloveds. Yes, the chances are remote. That said, there IS the opportunity IF we but summon the courage to keep putting our dreams out there for the world to see and judge.
I have had two mind-numbing defeats these last days as I tossed my dream hats in the ring. I cried. I quit. I cried while I quit.
Then, I got up and tried again!
Be encouraged, beloveds.
We CAN.
We WILL.
being that needle in a haystack,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Keep going. You got this. God has us all.
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?! 