Trying my hand at encouraging folk in as many ways as I can. I have NO idea what I am doing.🤷♀️😂❤️
Be encouraged.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Make your mark. Your way. Best you can. Don’t wait until things are perfect. Just try…
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Use EVERYTHING.
Use your fears to force your way forward.
Use your anger to force yourself to make the needed changes.
Use your frustrations to force you to slow down and learn BEFORE you blindly do.
Use your apathy to force your way out of laziness.
Use your unbelief to force yourself into asking questions of what you DO believe in.
Use your questions to force yourself to seek out the answers.
Use your darkness to force yourself to turn on the lights.
Use your loneliness to force yourself to reach out and love your fellow men and women.
Use your bias to force yourself to seek to understand other views.
Use your ugliness to force you to trust others more kindly.
Use EVERYTHING, beloveds.
Let’s have the COURAGE to admit we do NOT always present our best selves. That’s okay. Forgive. Mitigate. Correct. Apologize. Move on. Do better. Rinse. Repeat.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I am doing my best to BE the best person I can be. I’m not perfect. I am flawed. Yet, I own my choices. I own my actions. The world does not appear to think it ought to own when it is acting ten kinds of fools.
Life is short. We ALL need one another. Let’s ALL do better by one another. I am sooooooooooo tired of the division politics, from the top leaders, are nothing more than tactics to get us folk, at the bottom, to hate one another.
Life is more than chasing high stock options, bigger houses and money, money, money.
Life is short. Love one another. Starting with you. Asking for A Friend.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I love me some me.
Finally.
Completely.
Unapologetically.
As does He.
Ah, God.
Thank You, for loving me. When I couldn’t. When I didn’t. When I didn’t know how.
loving me some me,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I love me. I love you. Love you some you. Asking for A Friend. I pray for every heart who is unable to love him/her/themselves. Be encouraged. You will. Don’t give up on you. Not just yet.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Start BEFORE you start.
Win BEFORE you win.
Finish BEFORE you finish.
How?
By telling fear to be gone. 👋
By choosing to embrace whatever outcome may come.
By determining to snatch as many tools as you can from the experience.
I used to focus on the result. I used to want to be the one to win. I used to want to be the one to try.
Now, I just care that my team wins. Now, I just want to support in whatever way I can. Now I just went to celebrate with my team no matter the result.
The world will tell you all that matters is winning. The world will tell you to crush your opponent. The world will tell you your opponent is your enemy.
Tell the world to shut up. Keep hold of your humanity as you strive to win. Remember, your opponent is actually your brother and your sister. Compete, then love one another afterward.
It’s saddens me that people seem to have forgotten how to disagree. It’s okay to agree to disagree.
Start BEFORE you start.
Win BEFORE you win.
Finish BEFORE you finish.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Start. Win. Finish. You. You WILL. In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Reality: Quit.
Me: No.
Fear: Quit.
Me: No.
Despair: Quit.
Me: No.
Hopelessness: Quit
Me: Hell no.
Nuff said.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I refuse to quit. How about you? Disappointment is nothing but an appointment with The Universe. Be encouraged. We got this. Rest now. You have and are doing all that you know. It is enough. As are you. As am I. ❤️🩹♥️🥰😂🙏
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
My dreams have shown up.
At the worst possible time.
My doubts have shown up.
At the worst possible time.
My fears have shown up.
At the worst possible time.
My hopes have shown up.
At the worst possible time.
My desire to be loved have shown up.
At the worst possible time.
My ability to do really dumb things have shown up.
At the worst possible time.
My desire to give my ALL to ALL has shown up.
At the worst possible time.
Still, I am. Here. Now. Giving my ALL. Stupidly. Ridiculously. Unapologetically.
At the worst possible time.
being fully me at THE worst possible time,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I have been fighting with ME all day. ALL DAY! My heart says to rejoice. Reality asks me how DUMB can I possibly be?! My spirit says to laugh. Doubts ask how FOOLISH can I possibly be?! My mind says to dream bigger than I have EVER dreamed. Fear says how RIDICULOUS can I possibly be?!
I have no idea, beloveds. But, I am fixin’ to find out….hahahahahahahahaha.
Be encouraged. Keep on keeping on. Asking for A Friend. Don’t forget how much you ARE loved. Sometimes, we just need to hear it. Mom’s birthday is coming up and I would give anything to HEAR her telling me everything is going to be alright. Everything IS going to be alright, beloveds. Until then, have faith. Laugh a little. Love a lot. Keep your heart open and God WILL fill it. Even the unbelievers. Especially the unbelievers. He loves them the most…hehe.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I have been finding myself hard to love lately.
I have been a hot mess.
Literally.
We are currently experiencing a heatwave that will NOT go away.
Which leaves me:
Hot.
Cantakerous.
Irritable.
Irritating.
Annoying.
To myself, let alone other folk.
I am doing my utmost to continue to love me. Even when I want to pop my own self, upside the head, for forever carrying on about how I am going to eat, let alone pay bills with no job, no money, no prospects, no this, that and the other thing…*sigh*.
I have told myself to shut up more times than I care to admit. Goodness and gravy I am sick and tired of my carrying on. It is much too hot, Cassandra! Shut it, already! Trust that all WILL be well, already!
Heckamiah Jeremiah…lol.
I am loving me. The best I can.
Keep on loving YOU, beloveds.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: It’s not always easy to love ourselves. Not when we are forever doing dumb things. Or, saying stupid things. Or, getting into foolishness for no apparently GOOD reason. We are all we got so we gotsa start being better to ourselves, don’t you think?
Keep on loving you. Through your foolishness. Stop giving yourself such a hard time. Forgive yourself. This has been my DAILY mantra here lately. I keep throwing my past, in my face. I keep throwing all I have not done, in my face. I keep throwing what others have not done for me, in my face.
Then, I apologize to me and keep it moving. I am doing my best to acknowledge I have honestly done the best I can. The results I see now are what they are. I have encouraged many. Heard back from not that many. Doesn’t take away the try that I have tried. I pray these feeble words have touched a soul or two. Here or there.
If not these words, maybe tomorrow. Ah, beloveds. I shall return. Tomorrow. Hopefully. None of us are promised tomorrow. Know I gave you my all. Today. Here. Now. In case no one has told you yet today: I love you. Jesus does as well. The Father says come and visit for a spell. Asking for Your Friend(s)…
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
If you are reading this, I’m blaming YOU.
Yea, YOU, beloveds.
Why?
Because you are mixed up in my why.
Why?
Because you need to HEAR that you are loved and not alone.
Why?
Because God will NOT leave me alone and keeps reminding me to remind YOU everyday that you are loved and not alone.
Why?
The hell if I know. He has been pestering me about YOU for the whole of my life. Geeeeeez!
I used to wonder and ask why in the world I was fashioned this way. I have stopped asking. Does no good. I can’t help caring about YOU, beloveds.
Why?
Because, YOU are mixed up in my why.
Why?
You need to know YOU matter.
Yea, YOU.
Why?
Because, you have been fed the lie your life is but a small, unseen, unnecessary, unneded thing. Ha! Lies!
YOU are:
Loved more than you will EVER know. Be encouraged. You are not alone.
I am frustrated as there is so much I want to say but don’t know how to express what I feel. Except to keep repeating the same message: You ARE loved. You are NOT alone.
Take care of your heart. I am going to leave this here before I frustrate myself further with not knowing how to let you know how incredibly incredible you are.
loving folk but not know how to show them how much,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Ah, beloveds. I wish…*sigh*.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I was afraid.
WAS.
Not now. Why? I made myself get out of bed and FACE my fear(s).
I told the boogeyman, fear, we are going to get up, have coffee, and talk about all these lies it has been telling me.
I got up.
I told fear to go on ahead and take two seats.
Then, I got on about my day.
I made coffee.
I wrote.
I called my wombie.
I cried a bit.
I laughed a lot.
I allowed love in.
Now, beloveds, I could have chosen to stay in bed. Afraid. Terrified. Listening to the lies I would not recover from all the happenings which have happened upon me.
I could have chosen to blame a variety of things or folks.
I could have chosen to allow bitterness to secretly snatch my hopes, dreams and joy.
I could have chosen to dismiss my feelings and pretend I was NOT afraid.
I chose to be honest.
I WAS afraid.
I WAS dispirited.
I WAS lonely.
I WAS missing mom.
I WAS afraid I may have made a mistake.
I WAS missing mom.
I WAS missing the confident me.
I CHOSE to be honest.
With me.
With my wombie.
With God.
It helped. A lot. I was able to say the scary parts OUT LOUD. Sometimes, we just have to say the hard stuff out loud. So, we can deal with them. Or, not. It’s our choice.
Be encouraged. You CAN face the things needing to be faced. You CAN survive your happenings. You WILL experience peace. You WILL know joy. Until then, I got you. As does He.
here as best I can,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: For whomever was wondering if they matter…yea, I was talking to YOU. Be encouraged. You got this.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
24 hours in the day.
Yikes!
I find 24 is not enough for all that I wish to do.
In the past, I would allow my ‘me time’ to be ruthlessly snatched by this, that and the other thing. I allowed folk to ruthlessly tap into my ‘me time’ and make it their time. I dared not be there for folk…*gasp*. How dare?!
The more I have learned how short life is, the more I am ruthless with my ‘me time’. I guard it now. Ruthlessly. Religiously. Vigorously. Relentlessy.
I have to. No one else will. Folk will blithely use all your ‘me time’ and dare not spare a drop of THEIR ‘me time’!…*gasp*. How dare I ask for a smidge of THEIR ‘me time’. SMH.
Guard your ‘me time’, beloveds. Cherish it. Spend it liberally. On YOU. You can’t give out what you don’t have.
It serves no purpose to empty yourself to the point where you are of no good to anyone or anything.
I find it terribly troubling to admit I would probably still be exhausting myself and overwhelming myself with too much work with too little ‘me time’ and rest.
But for a horrible tornado that turned all upside down, I would STILL be killing myself, slowly, with too much work, too much hidden worry, not enough faith in ME, nowhere near enough try in and for MY dreams.
Sadly, beloveds, I would have continued killing myself for a job I could no longer financially afford to stay at with the pay offered. I should have jumped off the ‘just barely enough’ train long time ago.
No matter. I forgive me. For being too damned afraid to bet on me. I am betting on me. Now. Right now. I may well lose. No matter. I try. I shall see what God and Life and The Universe shall say to me and my try.
Be ruthless with your me time, beloveds. No one else will. Most will care less about your being less because of having given all of your ‘me time’ to them. Guard your ‘me time’ jealously. Ruthlessly. Covetously.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I have been enjoying my ‘me time’ tonight. I have already written my promised ten pieces. Am doing some ‘extra credit’ pieces. Just cuz. I am humming, badly, to some love songs and loving up on my heart.
I am daydreaming. I am dreaming about making stupidly weird and fantastical things happen in the coming days. They may never come to pass. No matter. I shall joy in the try. My try is enough. As am I.
Ah.
Aha!
Get out there and LIVE, beloveds. We only get this ONE go around. Make the most of it. Asking for A Friend. In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He. Jesus says ‘What’s up with that?”
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
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