Category: hope

Listen: Teach yourself a new way.

My friend taught me a lesson without even trying whilst we were engaged in conversation.

He offered me PATIENCE, instead of growing impatient or indifferent, when I went all impatient and indifferent, in trying to defend my position/thoughts.

It was HIS patience, HIS obvious care, HIS willingness to allow me to be a bit ridiculous that stopped me in my tracks.

I realized I WAS being a bit of a buffoon. I realized it was coming from a place of PAST wounds, not PRESENT feedback.

Growing up, we were raised that we had to raise our voices to be heard. There were 13 kids plus two adults.

15 folk all hollering to get their point across. Not terribly effective.

On top of that, I have a loud voice. Yikes!

I am learning how to communicate more EFFECTIVELY. I am teaching myself to apply more moderation and consideration of others.

I am learning how to be more patient with me as I work to overcome old lessons.

I stopped by to encourage someone to keep doing what you are doing. Change takes time.

You may already be a great listener. We can all use a bit of tweaking though, right?

Have a great rest of your day.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Listen…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Real talk: I haven’t written since mom died.

I just now, JUST NOW, beloveds, came to an astonishing truth/conclusion:

I have written since mom passed away 2016.

Not really. Not the stories I used to. Not the poems/songs I used to.

I didn’t even realize it until just now. When mom died, God told me to write. To write about it. About her.

For many years, I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. I didn’t. It’s the one rebellion I definitely kept from God. I wasn’t ready. My dreams went in that casket with her.

Since my friend challenged me to keep my pieces at one minute, and get straight to the point, the writer in me woke up.

I found myself jotting down phrases. Short bursts of feeling found their way onto the pages of my heart.

I found myself speaking to myself, as well as to others. I am calling forth myself. Where has she been hiding all this time?

I don’t know what to make of this development. I shall sit with it a while. I shall see where these words will lead me.

Ah, God, what do I do with me now?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I don’t even know what I am trying to say or who these words are for. You know who you are.

Keep moving forward. Keep discovering those parts of you that hid during times of immense grief and hardship.

Spring is here. It’s time for old dreams to breathe and live again. Rise. We got thangs to do.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Filling the other half:The Change In Me Is You

Beloveds, I have a WONDERFULLY, AMAZING secret to tell you. Come close.

Ppppsssst…

Did you know THE most crucial person who can and needs to love you is…

YOU!

Yep, YOU, beloveds. Click play, close your eyes and listen and get your heart filled a bit.

YOU really will be the biggest change for your life. Here you have been waiting for God, for Life, for The Universe to send you the person that will change your life.

Tada!

Aren’t you glad I shared this magnificent secret of life to you? There are many life secrets that shall open before you as you open your heart and allow things in.

Even seemingly foolish assignments and thangs…lol.

Get out there and live.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Remember that you are worthy, you are worth it. You are worthwhile.

You are the answer to so many of your questions. You get in your way. You are your hero. You are your toughest critic. You have been your worst protagonist.

Get out of your way, beloveds.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Part of the journey is the end.

I love a good movie!

I enjoy every second. Then, I ENJOY the ending. I used to hate to see a good movie end. I would wish I could erase my brain, then watch again…lol.

Movies must end. All things have their ending. One day, beloveds, our days will have reached it’s end game.

When my journey has ended, I want it said I spent every once of me that I had!

Until I take my final bow, I shall love as many as my heart can hold.

Have a beautiful day today.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I love you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

We win together.

We win together.

We can conquer the darkness together.

We can do mighty things.

Together.

Or, we can collectively turn our backs and watch the world burn down. Together.

Not on my watch!

Who is with me?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

All medicine is not always the RIGHT medicine. đź¤§đź¤’

I could kick myself.

Truly.

I added days, DAYS I’M TELLIN’ YA, to my illness, simply because I had not stocked up on the right medicine.

I told myself to reorder things. I got busy. Was too busy doing thangs. Smh.

Sure enough, illness knocked, kicked me in the face, and perused the near empty medicine cabinet.

I had just enough to be dangerous. Nothing that would clear up the cough, the congestion and barely touched on the fever. When I looked at the cost of what was needed, I balked. Dummy me.

It only took two extra days of flames erasing my brain for me to holler uncle, aunt and all other entities as I ordered meds suitable for dealing with congestion and cough.

Who knew?! Relief soon followed. Yes, I still feel like paint scrapings. But, I am on the mend. For those wondering how the world I know what paint scrapings feel like, just trust your sis.

I know there is some inspiration in here, somewhere, but I am honestly too tired of coughing to remember.

Someone well please pass out some wonderful pearls of wisdom for us all, okay?

In the meantime, have a wonderful day. This day is as YOU make it. What are you turning your day into?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Filling the other half:Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now

I sing this song to YOU, beloveds, as I think of you and pray for your life.

I sing, with gusto, asking for The Universe to bring tons of love into your life. I ask that your heart be filled with peace, love, hope and joy.

Listen and receive the care meant and sent for you today.

Be encouraged. Enjoy the rest of your awesome day. If it doesn’t feel awesome, shift your perception. You are still here. You have the opportunity to start again. And again.

Live NOW. LOVE now. Love you some you.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: The ONLY thing that can stop you is YOU.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Adapt.

I’m tired.

I do NOT want to get out of bed.

I DO want to work on my dream.

The things I have planned to do, I CAN do from bed.

Ah.

Aha!

This week I am focusing on listening/watching some teaching videos I have been gathering.

I can still put in work.

I overdid work on Sunday and now am paying for it. I have to teach myself to work but not work myself to the point where I can’t get out of bed.

That was for old me. Now, I am just too old fo being that dumb. 🤣

Do you want to hear something funny? Whilst laying down and thinking on my dreams, I found myself rising.

I found lazy pulling later towards the kitchen to get the coffee going. Ah. Aha!

It’s okay to adapt. It’s okay to be flexible. It IS necessary to cut yourself some slack as you maneuver your way towards greatness.

It’s soooooooo quiet, beloveds. I can almost hear my dreams in the distance. I hope…

living in the meantime,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I can truly say the sweetest gift I have been given, through all this hard, is being able to enjoy the quiet, the waiting, with ME. Just me. This still me. This hopeful me. This inspired me. Ah, beloveds, she inspires me. Look at her fight!? Look at her try?! Amazing.

Be amazed by you. Be inspired by your try. Don’t dismiss you or your efforts. Your efforts shall NOT be in vain.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Don’t let go of your dreams.

I wasn’t willing to let this flu/cold stop me from uplifting folk for another second.

Be encouraged.

Don’t let go, beloveds!

We CAN.

We WILL!

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Don’t fall for the okie doke. You were built for this.

Don’t fall for the okie doke. You were built for this.

THIS time.

THIS place.

THIS struggle.

THIS face.

With YOUR voice.

With YOUR race.

In YOUR skin.

With YOUR love.

With YOUR try.

With YOUR resilience.

Now, beloveds, get up, get out there and reclaim YOUR time.

The government does NOT own your peace. Society does NOT own your want to. Those around you do NOT own your agency.

This life is what WE make it. I am making my present glorious. I am preparing a fantastic future. I am leaving the past where it lies.

Don’t fall for the okie doke. You were built for this.

Don’t be dismayed. Don’t be discouraged. Enjoy your moments. All of them.

Love one another. Get in your me time. Put your energy into making things happen in and for your life.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Uh, oh! I feel my Let’s go getting ret to go!!!!



One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!