Note: Love one another. We are NOT transactions to be suffered through. We are NOT Mark’s to be taken advantage of. We are NOT thoughtless beasts with no room for growth, change, and love.
We ARE all:
Flawed.
Different.
Indifferent, at times.
Still, se are all we got. Yet, we are all we need…
Okay, beloveds, I am being a tad bit melodramatic. The old me would have been:
Flabbergasted.
Frustrated.
Utterly disgusted.
Why? Because I am having to use some free stuff that has been quite limiting towards the huge dreams I am trying to implement and get down on paper. Visually. Chronologically.
Only, much laptop does not have too terribly much power. Also, the freebie software is limited for a reason. I have plans to upgrade once I start working and earning a steady check.
In the meantime, I understand I am sacrificing time and using what I currently have. I am NOT, however, wasting time wishing I had upgraded things.
The old me would have done just that: wasted time lamenting and not taking advantage of what I DO have.
I just stopped to encourage someone to use what you have. Don’t waste time fussing about what you don’t have. Make use of what you do have. Make it work. Make something new out of it. Make something productive out of it.
I hear a cup of coffee calling. Who is up for a cup?
I’m doing the best I can to listen. I’m doing the best I can to understand that life is not trying to be mean.
Life calls us all to greatness. Yet we spend our lives disparaging ourselves. We doubt our gifts and talents. We dismiss our thoughts as unimportant. We spend our lives serving the needs of others because we are a bit afraid to branch out and go for our dreams and goals.
I’m no longer afraid to try. I’m no longer afraid to dream. I’m no longer afraid to be rejected. My efforts will be rejected. That’s OK. I know now that my work is not depending on what others think or not think of me.
I am worth it. I am worthy. I am worthwhile. Simply because I was born.
I was called at an early age to be an encourager. I don’t know why God chose me. I have stopped asking. I’m just doing the best I can to encourage as many souls as I can.
The direction of my life has changed. I am moving sewer towards the greatness that is inside of me. The greatness I dismissed. The greatness I scoffed at. The greatness I was afraid to believe in. I am beginning to believe in that greatness.
This is a really strange time to be a Christian. The world has kicked Christians to the curb. I don’t blame them. I am angry myself at people who has called themselves Christians, who have been the most evil and hateful people you could imagine. It saddens me.
Still, all I can do is be the best for me that I can. All I can do is continue to pray for the world. All I can do is admonish and encourage my fellow Christians to get some of that right and start loving the world the way we’re supposed to.
In the meantime, all are welcome in this space. The Unbeliever. The angry. The hopeless. The agnostic. The atheist. I shall love them all the best I can. I tell myself everyday that I refuse to see my fellow man as my enemy.
I just stopped by to. Let you know life is calling you. Are you listening? It’s time you stop judging yourself. To start loving yourself and get out there and live. We need what only you can provide. We need you just as you are.
I laugh at this version of me. She is overweight from comfort eating all of those mouths. Much of her hair has fallen out. The rest has been less Gray and laughing at me. She is financially devastated, but she laughs still. She is grateful now. She is me.
In all this hard I have learned to accept, to receive, every aspect of my nature and character.
I do my best to not sound too preachy in these WordPress streets. There are other avenues for that. In fact, beloveds, I am building a system for both secular and faith-believing audiences. I am excited. I will be sharing more details soon.
In the meantime, I love you. All of you. Even those who hate me simply for being born. I am saddened the world has been trying to divide men and women into various hate camps. Enough with that! I am doing my best to love as many as I can, to break down as many walls and barriers as I can.
Life is what we make it. Life is calling my old, fat, broke self. Life tells me to love as I am, to love as many as I can and leave the results to LIFE.
What say you?
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: What are you still doing here? Life is calling. Get after it.
Work I can NOT recreate in THAT manner. Work that will have to be redone. Only, done a different way.
I can not retrieve THOSE words. I tried. For hours. And hours. Too many hours to count.
So much so, beloveds, I feel into an exhausted stupor.
I awoke. To the same blank screen. On top of that, the power went out. Briefly. The power strip snapped back on. It appeared to laugh at me.
The old me would have been angry. The old me would have been raging and crying about the unfairness of life.
The new me simply rose. The new me knows this is simply a chance to rewrite my history. Again.
The new me embraces challenges now. This new me no longer judges me and my worth from what I can, may, or might produce.
I shall do my best to recreate my project. I am interested in what I shall say. HERE. NOW.
Beloveds, I am tired, I am done, I am no longer interested in lamenting all the what has happeneds of life.
Things happened. Things shall always happen. So what. It’s what we DO when things happen. It’s what we choose, in the midst of the happenings, that determines the course of our lives.
WE steer our ships. WE determine if we shall enjoy our journey or decide to grump and complain the whole way.
As for me and mine, I shall endeavor to enjoy my trip.
What say you?
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I am happily in the midst of recovering my lost work. All of it. I had even, stupidly, deleted my notes thinking I wouldn’t need them. I googled to see if they could be retrieved. They could. I did.
Then, I went back to see if I could find where I had left off and continue. I found. I continued. I continue to build on my dream.
Life is what you make it. Make it fantastic. Have an amazing day. I love you.
Knowing this, I have been resting. A lot. Too much for some…lol.
Still, for the first time, EVER, I have given myself permission to take this time. For ME.
Today, wombie called. I only had 2% of energy. In the past, I would have grumpily given her time.
I would have harrumphed my way through a conversation I really didn’t want to have, being as I was tired and wanting MY space.
I have been teaching myself to be more considerate. I realize that I had, in the past, used fatigue as an excuse to not be all in a conversation or situation.
I don’t do that anymore. At least, I try not to. Why am I telling on myself?
Well, I recognized sis just wanted to hang out and have a bit of company. HER heart needed to be tended to.
Does that mean that MY need for stillness was not just as important as her need for company? Tough question.
We both talked about this: her need for company. My need for time alone.
We compromised. I gave her some tired moments, whilst making a coffee date for the next day.
We both ended the conversation satisfied.
Life is short. If someone reaches out, beloveds, spare them a few moments. Give them a bit of your love. They reached out because they needed YOU.
This is not a lecture so much as an entreaty for us to remember the importance of life.
If you are too busy to give a wee bit of yourselves to those you love, perhaps you are a smidge too busy, eh?
I’m trying to impart something. My heart is trying to share something of which I am just slowly beginning to grasp. If anyone knows what that is, let me know.
Howard and I engaged in a mini battle. A minor skirmish. I won.
Why? Because, it is MY life…LOL
He had been fussing with me. He wants me, in my videos and tiktoks, to speak to folk as I speak to HIM. Says he wants to folks to get to know THAT me.
I told him no. THAT me is only for my closest of mates. THAT me is the me that shares the entirety of my tired soul. THAT me gives up the deepest of tears. THAT me is not meant for the entirety of the world. The world eats up the super vulnerable.
Now, that is not to say, beloveds, I am fake or “different” in the videos or tiktoks. Far from it. In fact, THAT part of me, rejoices in imparting wisdom, humor, and in love a much more measured, more calm, more quiet manner. THAT me HAS to reign in her passion. If not, I speak entirely toooooooooooooooooooo fast. I get so excited, super stoked, I am unable to articulate what I would like to impart.
It takes work to reign in my super stoked self. I so want to love on folk. I sooooooooooooooo want to share the joys of this life, I can sometimes rush in, headlong, giving way too much information, too fast, cramming MY hopes, dreams for the future, upon others.
I have learned to just share. To give folk the opportunity to utilize the wisdom, knowledge, and words at their leisure. Or, not.
Besides, I enjoy the tiktok me. She is fun. She likes to laugh a lot. She enjoys slapping down images she KNOWS, full stop, will annoy Howard for being too this, that, or the other. Alas, please don’t tell, I take his counsel to heart. I make changes, as needed, from his perspective. Then, I give him mine and keep it moving.
I am learning to leave folk to their work. I do mine. I present ME. As I am. In THAT moment. In THOSE moments. If folk receive THAT part of me, so be it. If not….*shrug*. Different strokes, for different folks.
Hear me, beloveds, I am NOT saying it’s okay to say whatever we want, however we want, whenever we want, without reading the room. Without taking others thoughts and feelings, into account.
Do those things. Then, do you, keep it moving, keep on loving, keep on expressing your thoughts and heart, keep on fighting for you and your dreams.
True communication is hard. Everyone won’t understand. Everyone won’t appreciate. Half will hate it. The other half will love it. Everyone will have an opinion about it.
The point of speaking is to share and give the recipient the freedom to feel, to react, as he/she/they see fit.
No lecture here, beloveds. Just sharing a bit of me. Just sharing my thoughts, in real time. Wow. Scary thought, that!……hahahahahahahahahahahaah!
You have an amazing rest of your day.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Life is what we make it. Make it a good one. Try not to get upset when people you love share their thoughts with you so. Because they love you. Even if they’re wrong……hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
I had decided to change course. Rather, I had decided to take THE leap of faith.
In me. In my dreams.
Gathering my gumption, I changed course. I steered towards something I have ALWAYS wanted to do.
I went down a new path. I saw a new corridor. There was a door there.
I knocked. Strangers greeted me. The place was unfamiliar.
I looked around. I didn’t recognize anyone. I looked in the mirror. A stranger looked on me with compassion.
For a moment, just a slight one, I wanted to retreat. Back to the familiar. I was lost.
You are not lost, said God. You are simply in a new place. He told me to fear not. He told me to enjoy this new place. He told me to find my comfort in the growth I had found.
Ah.
Aha!
I find myself in a new place.
All is NOT lost. I have been found. Here. In this new place. It’s up to me to receive, to rejoice, to embrace these new surroundings. I think I will.
content and not lost, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Fear not, beloveds, if and as you find yourself in a new situation or circumstance. Enjoy it. Embrace it.
Yes, it will take time to get comfortable in and with new things. I am learning to not seek comfort. I’m learning to simply seek and enjoy what I find. Ah, God. What do I do with me now?
Note: Thank God for boring times, eh? They are certainly preferable to broke, tornadoes, what in the fresh hells and other thangs life can throw at us….hahahahahahahahahahaha!
Be encouraged. Be sure to laugh today. Asking for A Friend.
Note: Life is going to life. Hard times are going to be hard. Folks are going to hurt your feelings. You are going to do, say, and think some super stupid things that don’t and won’t serve you. So what?
Stop using those things to give you the excuse to comfort eat, quit, complain and all the super dumbsky things we do AND say, when going through things we don’t like.
Yada yada. Nada nada. Tell yourself you are going to get some act right. Then, beloveds, go on ahead and get some act right before God, Life, AND The Universe gives you the swift kick, to your behind, that you richly earned and deserved….hahahahahaahahahahahah. Ow, God, we sowwy…lol.
We got this. Let’s go get it. Let’s love someone. Starting with ourselves.
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