Author: Cassandra S.

Refill your heart.

Refill your heart.

You have given all you know to have given. Do something for your heart.

I spent a quiet afternoon, drinking coffee and thinking of my mom. I miss her. I used to push thoughts of her away. They hurt too much. Now, those thoughts bring me great joy.

I have spent a quiet afternoon, writing. Satisfying. Comforting. I have spent a quiet afternoon, wondering what the universe is thinking about me.

I have spent a quiet afternoon, listening to music I love that feels my spirit. My heart is being refilled. Renew. Transformed.

It’s important to refill. Refill your heart. Do some self maintenance. You don’t have to wait for someone else. Be sure to love yourself today. Take the time to rest. Leave the rest, to the universe to take care of.

I have been feeling my age, lately. I no longer wonder how many days I have left. I just use the day, to the best of my ability. I try to love as much as I can, in the day. I try to refill, as many hearts as I can, with encouragement and love, in the day. I don’t always feel, successful. I may not always be, successful. I try, anyway.

I think I hear another cup of coffee, calling for me. I think I hear some chocolate chip cookies, asking to be baked. I think I hear my stomach say, to refill it with coffee and cookies. Ah. I shall be off. Refilling, me. Praying, for you.

Being refilled/renewed,

Cassandra

Rest.

Rest.

Trying so hard to take my own advice. I’m on my second cup of decaf. I wonder what I can say to myself to get myself to rest. I want to be so much farther than I am. I want to be somewhere else although I don’t mind being where I am right now.

I want to be doing more. Yet, I don’t know what that more is. No longer satisfied, with being unsatisfied. In the meantime, I’m doing the best I can to live in the moment, in the meantime. In the meantime, is driving me up 10 walls. Just makes me tired. I need to rest.

Rest.

A whole lot harder, than it seems. The more I try to rest, the more restless, I become. Rest, why can’t I find you? I shall keep looking for you. Maybe, you’re sitting there. With, my dreams.

I hope.

I dream.

I try.

Restlessly dreaming,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Driven.

Driven.

I am driven.

Where?

Why?

I feel like I can change the world.

Whose?

Mine?

Yours?

Words, MY words, whisper to me. They tell me that, I, me, Cassandra, can make a difference. Maybe, THE difference. And, so can you.

We are being driven.

Where?

Why?

History is replete with those who were called. Some, went. Most, did not.

I go.

Where?

Why?

I’ll tell you when we get there…

going somewhere/somehow,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Something inside, has ALWAYS told me….ack. I don’t know! Just to encourage folk and let them know things are NOT always what they seem.

Be encouraged. I’ve said those two words for decades. I shall say them, til I speak no more…

This is your moment!

This is your moment! https://www.instagram.com/reel/CxS-UYeuiFO/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

It’s too early to be this hyped…sheesh…

*Cassandra heads back to bed*…😴🎶🎸🎹🎤🎷🤷‍♀️🤦‍♀️

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You need a note after THAT?!😳

Peanut gallery:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Make some joy bubbles.

I have a weird 😂 laugh.

Which makes me laugh, when I laugh.

It feels me with joy.

I call it my joy bubbles.

Why?

It makes me laugh, to say that, which makes me laugh, which makes more joy bubbles.

😆

We need to make more joy bubbles, don’t you think?

Life is so very short. I’m doing the best that I can and make the most of my life I miss my mom. I miss others that have passed away. I hate that I was not able to buy mamma home like I had always wanted to now, I must make a home among all without my mom

I’m doing my best, mom. I wish you were here. I wish you could see me now, mom. I wish I could hear your crazy laugh. I wish I could leave my head on your Buddha belly I wish so many things.

I’m trying, mom. Can you see me?

Laugh with me mom. Let’s make joy bubbles together, okay?

This year has gone mighty fast I have scarcely been able to keep up with it.

Make some joy bubbles, beloved. Life is shorter than any of us know.

Leave regrets behind. There is no changing the past. Move forward. Move on. Move beyond.

Beyond:

The past.

Past, mistakes.

Mistakes are just that.

Begin.

Again.

Then, again, if needed.

Rinse.

Repeat.

One step.

One step.

One step.

Be encouraged.

Take care of yourself for me.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Healing: Some things(dreams) must be 💔 broken.

I broke my ankle many years ago. It hurt. Yet, it healed much stronger.

I have to admit though, I became afraid to skate after that I was afraid I would break my ankle again. I stopped skating.

I hate to say this. But, I did my dreams like that, as well. I told myself they were just too hard to keep carrying around. I wanted to be a motivational speaker. Yet, I let myself listen to people who told me I was just too damn loud. Still, something inside me always had that dream.

Now, I’m doing the best I can to make my dream come. I fail, every day. Every day, my heart breaks a little bit more and more. Every day. Every moment, my world shatters as my dream remains, unfulfilled.

Broken.

Humbled.

Battered.

Into, submission.

Submitting, now. Learning. Growing. Broken. Pieces, used now, for new things. Broken pieces, now making me, into a new me. Broken pieces. Now beautiful. Broken pieces. Now, a masterpiece!

Some things, must be broken. Some dreams, must be broken. In order, for The Universe, to make something new.

New!

Be encouraged, beloveds. If you have been broken, be encouraged. You are being made into a brand-new thing. Rejoice!

I don’t mind when hard breaks thing, in me. In fact, I get excited. For, I know life is making ME into something fantastic!

You can have the last laugh, beloveds. You WILL have the last laugh. Ha!

When your whole world seems shaken and turned upside down, don’t despair. The Universe is making a new dream inside you. Be patient, with you. Say ow, when it hurts. Laugh, when you can. Be still and know…

It’s okay, to be discouraged. It’s okay, to be disappointed. It’s okay, to be frustrated, as things get broken in your life. This time WILL pass. Make sure you stay joyful. Don’t allow your broken pieces, to break you. You SHALL be restored. You SHALL be renewed. You SHALL be transformed.

You are healing, beloveds. Healing, takes time. Healing, is lonely. Healing, hurts. Most people, are afraid to do the hard work of healing. Be proud of yourself, beloveds. You have and are doing what is necessary to live a good life. Let this be enough, okay?

Keep going. You don’t go alone.

Remember:

You are loved.

You are not alone. Period

Keep on being… YOU.

Here,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, really? Smh. Be about being about it.

In the meantime: Don’t fight the fall.

Vertigo is a pain in the…..uh, oh.

Yet, it helps me to slow down.

I have also had to learn how to fall, correctly.

Otherwise, I could take a header, down the stairs, or walking around, and be in a great big pile of…uh, oh.

Nobody likes to fall/fail/mess up. It happens. Doesn’t mean we are failures and mess ups, does it?

Of course not.

Once you understand you WILL fall, you can get up and begin. Again. And, again. And, again. As many times as needed.

Rinse.

Repeat.

Waiting for your dreams to come true can be…uh, oh.

In the meantime, don’t be afraid to fall. Learn to fall, correctly. Don’t fuss and whine and complain and give up on you and your dreams. Keep on keeping on. Yea, you can fuss. So long as you take your fussing, with you!

In the meantime…*sigh*…three words that makes you want to ram something somewhere!!!!

In the meantime:

Live your life. Enjoy you. Taters?

enjoying life in the meantime,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Ready to bet on me.

Ready to bet on me… https://www.instagram.com/reel/CxRcjDFuciD/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

😁

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is short. Bet on you…

How to: One page(step) at a time.

I don’t know.

I don’t know how!

Not knowing is maddening. Not knowing is frustrating. Not knowing is…

Yet, the more I tried, the more I learn and grow.

One step.

One step.

One step.

One word. One sentence. One paragraph. Until, a page is made. Then, one page becomes two. Two pages, becomes a chapter. Soon, one chapter becomes a book.

Keep trying, beloved. You are learning how to, one step at a time.

Enjoy the journey. Enjoy every moment. This time will come again. Have fun making 1 million mistakes. This is your book. Right it how you like.

Writing with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: how wonderful! You can make your life be whatever you want it to be. How great is that?! What are you waiting for? Start writing your how-to manual!

And the people said:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

It’s time to reprogram.

It’s time to reprogram. It’s time to renew our minds. It’s time for us to reset. Yes, it’s time.

It’s time to start something new. It’s time to begin again. It’s time to erase old things. It’s time to run. It’s time to start a new chapter. It’s time to make a new friend.

It’s time to reprogram.

It’s time to start fresh. It’s time to laugh. It’s time to dream. It’s time to hope. It’s time to dance. It’s time to sing.

It’s time to reprogram.

It’s time to change the channel. It’s time to open new doors. It’s time to close on doors. It’s time to take a chance.

It’s time for reprogram.

It’s time to refresh.

It’s time.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I have been needing to program my Dragon software for months. I can’t make any excuses because it takes time to program things where recognize my voice. I kept telling myself I didn’t have the time to take the time to do what was needed to be done.

I did not have time to make the software work the way it was needing to work. So, I kept making excuses and complaining about how tired my hands were from typing. Today, I was tired of being tired. I took the time. I hooked up everything. I spent the time it took to get my voice recognized. Is it perfect, or working how it is supposed to? No, but, it is working.

I was going to lay down.

I was going to be lazy.

I refused to be lazy.

I got thangs to do!

Life is short. It’s time to reprogram. Do what you have been putting off.

Time to go now, beloveds. Time to do that which we know we are supposed to be doing. Will we mess up? Absolutely. So what!? Get after it…