Me: What am I doing wrong?
God: Nothing.
Me: Why is nothing happening?
God: It’s not time yet.
Me: Crackers!
God: I know. Trust me.
Me: K.
keeping on anywho,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Patiently waiting can kick rocks, at times. Be patient, beloveds. The time WILL come. All things has its time.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Don’t quit when it gets super hard.
Nuff said.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I dearly wanted to tell The Universe where to get off and park.
I was. I am, tired of all this damned hard.
I’m tired of these never ending storms. Tired of hiding in the bathroom wondering if disaster will make another entrance.
I am tired of having to encourage myself every damned, hard, storm filled day.
So what?
Life is being super lifery. So what? This is NOT an opportunity to throw in the towel and quit.
Quit and then what, beloveds? I have zero intention of finding out.
I made myself write. I made myself get in some bible study. I made myself make myself a cup of coffee. I made myself write some scripts for more mini motivations. Rinse. Repeat.
Life is much too short to give up on. Let’s go!! We got things to do.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
We are NOT the hard times we go/grow through, beloveds.
Hare times do NOT force us to become hard, angry and bitter because of what we have gone through.
WE make the choice to become bitter, better, or unbothered by hard times.
I am learning in real time, that I am the one who chooses to focus on the waves. I am the one who chooses to see/visualize the upcoming shore.
I am the one who chooses to reach out when the toad is especially long, hot and unwieldy.
I am the one to blame myself for not being up to the tests.
I am the one who chooses to give myself extra selfcare and understanding as I make my way through so many storms and hard times.
I have given myself permission to breathe for the rest of this month. Just to breathe. No fretting over or looking for a job. No channel starting. No desperately seeking what in the fresh hell to DO now.
I am just going to breathe. And, enjoy this blog. And, enjoy some coffee. And. Enjoy watching tempura be made and wondering what the world is being happily slurped and enjoyed.
Life is short, beloveds. I just stopped round to encourage someone to keep on LIVING. Not merely existing and worrying about how to pay the grocery bills.
I have no idea what tomorrow holds. I am digging my way out, er, living today…😂
Hang in there. Things really will be okay. Have a good cry if need be. I didn’t know how badly I needed a good cry until I gave myself permission to have a nice one. Man, I cried til my eyeballs fell out. Satisfying. 😁😇😊🥰
Be encouraged.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note:
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
That’s it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That’s what I screamed at God.
Tearfully.
Angrily.
Woefully.
Tearfully, woefully AND angrily.
These latest rounds of storms have had me at wit’s end.
Tornado 🌪 sirens blasting. Me hiding in the bathroom wondering if there will be a me, if there will be an apartment, if the damned city would still be standing.
During Easter weekend, no less. Thanks God. Reaaaaall funny. I don’t know why holidays can’t be holidays for me.
Mom died on Christmas morning. The 🌪 destroyed things on Memorial Day weekend. Now, these blasted storms visiting for Easter.
One boom was so loud…whew. Now, my modem has given up the ghost. Nada. No lights. Nothing.
So, I sit here. Modem less. Modem less, God!
That’s it! The lasssssst straw! I’m tired, God of all this damned hard!!!
I’m tired of these tests. Pass or fail me, already!!!
I quit!
I’m done! I….
*Cassandra whirls around at the tap on her shoulder. Cassandra laughs and takes the extra straws from her dreams and good habits. Cassandra gets on with getting on with it.*
Be encouraged, beloveds. Yes, these storms are something else. Yet, we faint not. Grab an extra straw from your dreams and good habits and keep it moving.
Do your best to focus on getting to the other side. Yea, these 🌊 waves ARE terrifying looking. Let’s choose to surf on them! 🏄🏄♀️🏊🏊♀️
We CAN. We WILL.
I know it’s hard not to see all the hard right now. In the meantime, keep finding the joy in your day. I made myself a cup of ☕ and watching my fave cooking shows. Right now, I’m watching upscale restaurants chefs cook steak and such in such theatrical fashion. 🥰😁
If nothing else, beloveds, reach out to someone who could use some love. It really does help when you take your mind off your own trouble and focus on supporting others. This has helped me. A smidge.
I had a satisfying crying jag on my big bro’s shoulder, via phone. There is something awfully comforting with a loud, crying jag whilst your big bro sits there feeling like an idiot.🥰😇😊
Take care.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You’ll get through this. So will I. Keep moving FORWARD. Keep looking UP.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Keep going.
Even during the storm.
Remain hopeful.
Even during the storm.
Stay faithful.
Even during the storm.
Storms have been raging here. Last night, ALL night. Through the morning. They have paused. Long enough for me to stop by and encourage someone who is in desperate need of respite from an awful long storm seige.
The storms are due to start again in three hours and rage for the rest of the afternoon and through til Easter tomorrow. 😳. Good egads.
I must confess that hankering down in the bathroom, with tornado sirens blasting, came mighty close to reminding me of last year’s tornado.
The anxiety I am fighting with, today, has everything to do with last year. I keep reminding myself this is NOT last year. Tell that to my terrified soul last night.
Storms pass. They are not personal. They are doing their job. Our job, beloveds, is to continue standing on FAITH when storms show up.
Yea, they can be mighty loud and scary. Yes, they can be capricious and cause awful damage to some, whilst sparing others.
I don’t know why hard has to be so flipping hard. I DO know hard is doing it’s job in revealing the character inside.
Be encouraged. Do what you can to prepare. Survive. Keep it moving.
Also, reach out for support when going through hard times. We need one another. I have been reaching out to family and friends and letting folk know I am struggling alone.
Struggles don’t last always. Be sure to find the joy in your day. I am fixing to have a bowl of Golden Grahams and a yak with God to let Him know I feel soooooooo alone and tiny, at the moment.
Be encouraged, beloveds. We are loved and not alone.
thankful in the midst of the storms,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Be encouraged.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I love encouraging folk.
I love writing.
I love the creative process.
There is just SOMETHING about creating SOMETHING from NOTHING. It never fails to amaze me.
This blog was created, beloveds, with YOU in mind. Still, I enjoy it. I delight in it. I no longer fret about who may or may not show up.
I show up. Every day. Here. Present. I’m doing my best to do so, in my every day life.
Life is short. Show up. Be present. Put yourself out there. You can’t be loved if you don’t. Do it for you. You will be so glad you did.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Okay, um, so like you supposed to be out there loving folk. Get going…lol.🥰❤🙏🔥🌍🤗🎤🎤😎
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I’m trying NOT to throw my phone out the nearest window.
EVERYTHING is sooooooooooo slow. NOTHING wants to upload, import or export!
To top it off, beloveds, I have little clue WHEN to upload, import and export in order to post my video to this, that and the other thing…*sigh*.
I keep restarting the upload. Nada.
I redo the exporting. Nothing.
I try importing to another device. Finito!
Ah, God. WHY does hard have to be so blessed hard?!
I don’t have the space to make things go faster. Knowing this, I am trying to be content with the extra wait time. Heckamiah Jeremiah!😭🚧🚨😳
I will keep trying. If nothing else, I will turn it into another piece that may help someone get their dreams moving faster. I hope…
trying still,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Sometimes there is just nothing we can do. Things take time. A lot longer than we would like. When that happens, enjoy the view. You got this. So do iI God has us all.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I had given my dreams a good talking to, beloveds.
I asked my dreams to STOP waking me at 4 am already!
I’m old!
I’m 56!
I’m sleepy at 4!
I’m old, 56 AND sleepy at 4 am.
My dreams said nothing. I went to sleep satisfied. Ha!
My dreams have been waking me at midnight…🤗🥰🤣
giving it all I’ve got,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Be encouraged. Keep working on your dreams. Enjoy every sleepless moment.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
My dreams feel like looking for a needle in a haste to act. My dreams feel like the needle. The millions of people I am competing with seems like the haystack.
Daunting.
Intimidating.
Knee buckling.
Still, no one will ever find my needle, my dreams, if I don’t put them out there for all to find/see.
That gives me the courage to keep putting out as many needles as I can! One or two just may slip through the cracks and be seen. I hope so.
I hope…
Keep on putting your needles out there, beloveds. Yes, the chances are remote. That said, there IS the opportunity IF we but summon the courage to keep putting our dreams out there for the world to see and judge.
I have had two mind-numbing defeats these last days as I tossed my dream hats in the ring. I cried. I quit. I cried while I quit.
Then, I got up and tried again!
Be encouraged, beloveds.
We CAN.
We WILL.
being that needle in a haystack,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Keep going. You got this. God has us all.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Keep loving folk.
Even when they don’t understand you. Even when you don’t understand them.
Keep reaching out.
Even when they don’t understand your try. Even when you don’t understand their lack of understanding.
Keep caring about folk.
Even when they don’t understand why you care “for no reason”. Even when you don’t understand why they don’t understand that you “just care”.
There are days, beloveds, when I want to leave the 🌎 to its own devices. Folk see ulterior motives in everything. Or, they think you think ill of them for no reason. Smh.
I was raised to take folk at face value. The advent of social media has raised a generation of folk who hide behind personas and being perceived as influencers and wellbeing gurus.😥😳
Whatever happened to folk just BEING. Just you. Just me. Just us. Flawed, yet lovable.
None of us are perfect. Since when did we all have to be? We don’t. I do one to two dumb things daily. It keeps me grounded.🥰🧓
Be encouraged, beloveds. Get off the hamster wheel and stop trying to drape yourself in whatever is currently trending on TikTok. You are wonderful as you are. Sometimes dumb and all.
I accept my dumb as well as my goodness. We are all many things at once. We work our own last nerves at times. That’s okay.
Even when they don’t understand. Even when you don’t understand…
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I am trying to convey something but my heart is just too sad for so many folk who have fallen for the lie they are not enough without adornment. 😥🌎
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
