Keep building on your legacy.

Bills have been hollering at me. My bank account simply laughs at the demands placed upon it.

I am doing my best to focus on building my legacy. Every day, beloveds, I think about ways I can encourage and love folk. Every day.

The historic storms that have been pounding my state, for the past few months, has been:

Frightening.

Exhausting.

Humbling.

Annoying.

Disheartening.

Discouraging.

Disappointing.

Every ing that you can think of!😳

Still, I fight on. It’s exhausting trying not to focus on the exhaustion.

Good habits has bailed me out more often than not. They get up whether I feel like it or not. Lazy stopped arguing with good habits months and months ago.

The day greets me earlier. My dreams, trusting me more, whispers nuggets of wisdom to me. I rush to try to pin down the words!😁🧱. I do my all to break through the walls of nothingness so I can produce my dreams in real time.

I tell myself to keep shouting into the void. My tiny light seems to be so dim. I will continue to shine as brightly as I can. I don’t know why things are the way they are. I can sell them white neighbor seems to have forgotten that we’re supposed to love one another and be there for one another the best we can. My heart is terrible trouble that people are so intent on chasing a bag that they are trampling all over the rights and needs of one another.

I shall continue to pray for us all. I shall continue to build on this legacy of mine of love. i refuse to give up my hope.

We shall overcome this dark in history. We have to. I am praying for the day that our young people will see what’s happening in front of their eyes. I don’t understand why the adults in a room are concerned only with things for themselves and their families.

Do what you can where you are. Tell apathy to shut up. Love someone. Starting with you.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I am terribly disappointed with the human race right now. since when was becoming financially wealthy to be all and end all? Shame on the world.

We just get this one life. What are you doing with yours? Embrace every moment. Love as many as you can.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

How much does it mean to you? How much are you willing to give?

How much does it mean to you? How much are you willing to give?

What price are you willing to pay? How far are you willing to go?

How badly do you want it? Are you willing to be bad/awkward/incompetent until you learn how to perfect your craft?

Are you willing to be completely wrong? Are you up to admitting you were loudly wrong?

I have been asking myself these questions. The answers have been eye opening…

I dare you to ask yourself these questions, beloveds. You may be surprised with what you find stirring around in your heart.

Be encouraged, though. You can’t change/fix/get ready for things you don’t acknowledge. 😁😎

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: The hardest person’s mind to change may be your own…lol

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Quit came for me today.

Quit came for me today.

I sent it on it’s way with a cup of β˜• with a dash od get the hell out of here!πŸ€‘πŸ’‹

Keep going, beloveds.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: We CAN. We WILL. We HAVE TO! Let’s go!!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Get comfortable with being uncomfortable.

Get comfortable with being uncomfortable.

The Universe has a way of making the bed πŸ› awfully scratchy, at times. A good way of getting us uncomfortable enough to MOVE.

Us humans can be impossibly impossible to move. We value our comfort, don’t we? Above all, sadly, sometimes.

I’m about to take a leap of faith. In ME. Soon. Perhaps even today.

Why? Because I keep trying to talk myself out of it. I have already given myself the “nobody will care” speech three times, and it’s only Monday.

I’m going to try, or I may lose my nerve entirely.

Don’t give up just yet, beloveds. If for no other reason than to see what all the fuss was about after your dreams come true.

I want to see what my dreams have been yammering about all these years.

waiting as patiently as an old πŸ§“ impatient, hungry lady can,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: This has been an uncomfortable year. Jiminey Crickets! Whew! Hang in there. We got this.

In the meantime, enjoy you today. Leave tomorrow for tomorrow. Stop worrying about how long it’s taking. It takes as long as it takes. I love you in case nobody told you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Be willing to wait for the RIGHT answer.

I needed an answer.

Right now!

Hurry up, God! I need to pay my bills.

Nothing but silence greeted me.

I was okay with the silence, initially. The longer the silence dragged on, however, the more I began to focus on all the awful whatifs that could/ would happen if I didn’t find the right answers. Right now!…*stamps foot*

The silence makes me want to rush ahead. I dare not. Egads.

The older I grow, the more I understand I would rather wait for the RIGHT answer, than to settle for any old answer.

Your answer WILL come. Wait for the right one.

While you wait, be sure not to rush back to comfort because the waiting appears to be too long.

I find myself fighting NOT to chase old ways simply because the wait is never-ending. I’m ready to get on with it. I’m ready to be done with these tests. Egads and holy whiskers already!…*stamps foot*…πŸ˜‚

In the meantime, keep being good to yourself. I hear a pot of β˜• cackling. Whose up for some?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life sure can take its time, can’t it?πŸ˜³πŸ€—πŸ™

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I found the perfect spoon.

I found the perfect spoon.

It’s such an odd little spoon.

Long.

Odd looking.

A bit misshapen.

Still, it is THE perfect spoon for scooping ice chips! I love ice chips! I love, love, love my little, long, odd looking, a bit misshapen spoon!

I imagine that I am God’s perfect spoon. Misshapened but loved. Ah, God. I love being the spoon You made me to be. I fit for what I was called to be.

I think we are all perfect spoons. We just have not met all our fits.

Keep putting yourself out there, beloveds. Soon, someone will be saying you are perfect for them.πŸ€—πŸ₯°πŸ˜Ž

Be encouraged.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You were made for someone. Hang in there as you wait.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Practical dreams.

My dreams have been teaching me to be practical.

My dreams are also growing legs so they can be grounded on 🌎 earth, not up in the clouds as an intangible, unattainable, impractical thing.

I have been watching a British show where some have decided to chuck their jobs, use their life savings, run off to exotic lands to build/start/run hotels and restaurants with NO experience. 😳

What’s worse, beloveds, are the folk who refuse to take in the advice and counsel of experts they reached out to for help.

Typically, the majority flames out. Only those who are willing to ground their dreams, in the here and now, are able to negotiate their pride, ego, and absorb what  is needed to bring their dreams to fruition.

Being practical is a pain. It requires adulting…*sigh*.

Dreams needs legs. They need to be grounded in a bit of reality. Some. A tad. Th trick is determining how much??😳

I have been re examining my dreams. I did find a few unrealistic things in there. I was honest enough to acknowledge they were formed through the eyes of a child. I have been going through them with adult eyes.

Still, I think we need a bit of whimsy. Practically speaking. 😎🀣

Be encouraged, beloveds, as you work your dreams. We shall see them fulfilled. Hopefully. Joyfully. Eventually…

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Ah,beloveds, don’t give up yet. Not quite yet.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!