Keep pushing through the hard.
Keep pushing through the unknown.
Keep pushing through your doubts.
Keep pushing through all the nos.
Keep pushing through your dread of what’s up ahead.
Keep pushing.
Ah, beloveds, we got this. Uh, oh, I hear another song calling us…..heeeeyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!
Push through, beloveds!!!
We CAN.
We WILL!!
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: We got us some this!!!!!!!
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASS!!
Am currently dancing, badly so, to “Push It” by Salt-N-Pepa. I don’t know a soul alive who can STAY sad dancing badly to “Push It!”
HEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
Fear, doubt and all their friends are all standing in the corner looking super dumb. They thought they had a sista. Ha!!!
Did they NOT know, beloveds, that THIS sista is “Too Legit to Quit!!??”….*Cassandra makes a mental note to jam to “Too Legit 2 Quit” next….lol.
Life is short, beloveds. Don’t let all this hard convince you that all life has in store for you is hard.
Keep on pushing through the hard my homies and homettes! We got this. God/Life has us all.
jamming with my peeps,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Ah, push it! Get up on this!….YYYYYYYYYAAAAAAASSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I did not want to get out of bed today. I wanted to wallow in fear and doubt.
I told myself, I am just too tired to keep fighting the same old, stupid mountain every blasted day!
Hearing the mountain laughing at me, in the background, made me mad enough to get up.
I put on some act right and got about being about it.
Don’t give up yet. I know the way has been hard. I don’t seem like everybody is winning except you.
Laugh during the hard. Dance during the hard! Things will get better. Keep moving forward. keep looking up.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Remember that you are loved and that you are not alone.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Keep feeding your good habits, whether you feel like it or not.
The last thing I wanted to do today was to get up and to do the day. Which is precisely why I got up and started on my way.
I made corny videos. I told stupid jokes. I made myself laugh. I was tired of crying.
It feels good listening to the drier tumble and tumble as it dries my clothes. It felt good to have a little something to eat. It felt good dancing in my underwear.
I don’t know what tomorrow holds. The not knowing has been scaring the hell out of me lately. I keep seeing myself homeless and living in my car.
I have made myself get up today so I can move one step closer to my dream. The good habits I have been working on are holding me in good stead.
Keep feeding your good habits, whether you feel like it or not.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Don’t wait until you feel like it. You will never feel like it. Keep doing what needs to be done.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Fear has been getting on my last nerves. It is loud. It has been relentless. It has gotten on my last nerves. I told it to shut up!
Tell your limitations to shut up. I had to tell Vertigo to kick rocks. It put me down for two days. Enough already!
I cried a bit. I fussed at God a bit. I fussed at Life a bit. I fussed at me a bit. I got tired of fussing.
I got up. I started again. For the millionth time.
I just stopped by to encourage someone to tell fear to shut it, already.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Keep working towards your goal. Don’t let you be the reason why your dream didn’t come true.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I have had no idea why had been so sad this week. And I mean, sad.
I took to my bed. I slept for two days. My want to got bored. I find myself getting up and getting back after it. Sad and all.
Hard and I are just going to have to get along! Absolutely refuse to give up!!
I made myself do the laundry. I had to restart it four times because I kept forgetting to put the wet clothes in the dryer. I told myself, I will start over as many times as I need to.
I keep creeping closer to starting my channel. I don’t know why these last steps are so scary. I tell myself, I can’t take anymore discouragement.
Discouragement then tells me to get up and try anyway. I’ll find myself trying again.
Be encouraged. promise yourself that you would not give up on yourself, no matter what happens. We still have half the year to make things happen.
I’m feeling pretty good. I only quit twice so far this week.
trying through the hard,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Keep going.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Are you alive, or are you living? There IS a difference.
Every since the tornado, beloveds, I have been grappling with that question.
Truth be told, I had been wrestling with THAT questions long before the tornado tore up my comfortable, familiar, stifling existence.
Everything I had longed to do for decades was wrapped up in decades of being convinced of all I could/would never be.
I longed to launch out. My try wanted to try. I chose to listen to reality. Reality said I was a broke, black woman. Three strikes before I even picked up the bat.
I left the bat in the corner. I took up pom poms and rooted for everyone else. It was safer being the cheerleader. In fact, being the cheerleader brought satisfaction and admiration.
Still, something deep inside wanted to try. For me. For ME. THAT part of me did not care about striking out. She wanted to try.
I was too afraid to let her out. The tornado changed all of that. It awakened her. It awakened me.
Now, I long to LIVE. Simply existing is no longer satisfactory. Staying safe is no longer my number one pursuit.
I want to try. I want to live. Even if that means never winning. Trying has replaced winning for me. Trying IS winning, now.
God/Life/The Universe has foolishly been telling me, for decades, that MY love IS enough to change this world. Call me foolish. I believe Them. Finally.🥰🤡😎
Live, beloveds. Life is short. Try. Just try. Yes, you are most definitely going to fall on your face. More times than you will be able to count. So what?! We’ve got thangs to do. Let’s go!!
doing thangs,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I have started again, beloveds. For at least the tenth time in two days. I can’t quit you. I can’t give up on me. I keep asking God “what/who am I?!” To which, He continues to declare “Everything!”
YOU are everything, beloveds. You ARE. I shall spend the rest of my days saying these words until folk start believing them. Ah, beloveds, help me. I can’t reach everyone. Help me. Asking for A Friend.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Love someone.
Reach out to any.
Most will not.
There may be some who will.
I am one of the some.
reaching out,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Will you? Asking for A Friend.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Hope, even when it’s hopeless.
Why? Because, there is ALWAYS hope! There is ALWAYS something to strive towards. There is ALWAYS a way out/over/up/through! You just haven’t found it yet.
Keep moving FORWARD. Keep looking UP. Any old body can give up.
I made old take out the trash. Doubt got to wash the dishes. Fear was smart enough to take off before chores could be assigned to it.
Be sure to do just a little something, beloveds, when you are feeling hopeless. Momentum is hard to stop.
Be encouraged.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I put on some uplifting music and forgot to feel old…lol.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Can I give You my sad?
Do You even care that I am sad?
I used to give my sad to mom. She’d tell me everything would be okay and would send me on my way.
What do I do with my sad now? Can I give it to You?
asking for a friend(Me),
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: God’s Silence is awful loud just now. The world is screaming. My heart is stirred. What voice do I listen to. His Silence or the world’s unrelenting noise? Asking for a friend…
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
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