Category: hope

Don’t worry about the haters.

I was just watching a YouTube video with a content creator who was devastated due to being accused of ‘clout chasing’ simply because of posting uplifting and fun videos.

Don’t fret about the haters, beloveds. Keep on being YOU. Keep on writing. Keep on singing. Keep on running. Keep on blogging. Keep on doing whatever it is that brings you joy.

Continue loving folk and praying for those who are too broken to receive honest love and care.

Don’t waste ONE second worrying about how folk will perceive you. There is NOTHING you can do other than to just be YOU. Simple as that.

Don’t look at glossy Instagram and TikTok pages. Don’t lament your lack based on what others may or may not have. You have billionaires who are so very lonely as they have no idea who cares about them for THEM and not what they have.

Remember, beloveds, you are loved and not alone. Not for one instant. No matter what you are going through you do NOT go through alone.

Be encouraged. This has been a long day. A long week. So much so, I am taking off two days from work, next week, just to refresh myself.

Storms come. Yet, you shall be the stronger. Your challenges are your friends. Embrace them. Today, was especially difficult. I couldn’t do ANYTHING right. Just felt off all day. But, I laughed. Still. I laughed at my many, many, many mistakes. I did what I could. I apologized for my mess ups. I made folk laugh with especially corny jokes.

We only get ONE go around. Just one. Enjoy your day. I am fixing to have a great conversation with a cup of coffee and some cookies. Want some?

Don’t waste a breath trying to convince your critics that you are this and that. Note, if you were NOT the bomb.com, folk wouldn’t be all up in your business hating on you!

Take care of you. Love someone. Starting with you.

watching your back,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, so the whole piece was a note…smh. Be well.

What joy looks like to me.

I find myself joyful.

Writing, in the dark.

Thinking of a perfectly made cup of coffee ☕.

Ah, that’s what joy looks like to me.

Joy also looks like:

A nap, taken.

A joke, shared.

A song, badly sung.

A dance, clumsily, in my chair, in my undies, wriggling in bed.

A piece, happily written.

A movie, romantically watched.

A book, The Book, wonderfully read.

A prayer, whispered.

A tear, silently shed.

These, and many more, are what joy looks like. To me.

What does joy look like, to YOU?

Too often, folk try to make like the lives of others on Tiktok or Instagram. Live YOUR life, beloveds.

Let me know what your joy looks like. Share some of mine.

Be encouraged.

joyfully yours,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:🤗❤️🌏

Don’t engage the hate.

Hate is gonna hate.

Haters are gonna hate.

Hate HATES to be ignored.

Don’t engage the hate.

Love.

Love.

Love more.

Still.

Shine your light.

Tell hate to kick 🥊 rocks.

Be corny.

Be old-fashioned.

Be out of fashion and love.

With ALL your ♥ heart.

Give away every drop of love within you.

Then, tomorrow, rinse and repeat!

Be encouraged, beloveds. Yes, we live in troubled times. Troubling times. Restless times.

Yet, we also live in hopeful times. Resilient times. Hopeful times.

And, it’s up to each of us, to choose to help make this world a better place.

making the world a better place with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Um, why you still here?! Get on out there and make your world better by your love and your care! Scat!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU!

Give more.

Give more.

To, yourself.

Be more.

For, yourself.

Do more.

With, yourself.

Life is short. Stop waiting for others. Give you what you need.

Love someone. Starting with you!

giving more,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

My life is in Your Hands.

I am, currently, bellowing Kathy Tracolli’s “My Life Is In Your Hands”.

I love that song!!!

I’m not sure the neighbors are loving my howling rendition.

Opps.

I love me some Him!

I loooooooooooooove You, Lord!!!

Ah, beloveds, sometimes I just gotta let Him KNOW how very much I love me some Him!

I am saddened to see so many folk who use God for every other purpose than to share His Love for man.

I try not to get preachy all up in my blog. So many have been hurt in the name of God, in the name of supposed ‘religion’ that the very word God sends folks running for the hills. I don’t blame them.

Anywho, beloveds, there are times I just have to holler my love from the rafters.

Allow me to preach, just a smidge, in order to say:

For God so loved the world….

Ah, God.

I love me some You.

Whew!

Okay.

I’m done.

I pray for each and every heart that comes across this blog. I pray for each and every heart that shall never meet me or read a word I write. I pray for each and every heart that is hurting and in need of comfort.

I pray for each and every heart that is longing to know that he/she/they are loved. I pray for each and every heart that is hungry. I pray for each and every heart that is wandering and wondering.

Be encouraged, beloveds. Be at peace. Be still and know…

here as best as I can be,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You are loved and not alone.

Stop being so hard on your yourself 🛑.

Me: 🤯

Life: Stop being so hard on yourself.

Me: 🤕

The Universe: Stop being so hard on yourself.

Me: 😬

God: 🥸 Stop being so hard on yourself.

Me: 🥰😂🤗😁

hanging in there,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged, beloveds.

It’s okay to struggle when things are tough and taking ffffoooorrrrreeeevvveeerr to work out.

It’s NOT okay to allow your feels to take over and make your temporary situation worse or permanent due to random acts of dumbness you have allowed yourself to do due to your act right not acting right. Whew!

Stop being so hard on yourself. Continue being extremely hard on lazy, apathy, acting a foolness and all the other things we tend to use as excuses when we are tired.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

In case no one told you today…

True that!

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Enjoy your Monday. Love someone. Starting with you.

Real talk: Keep putting the work in.

I’m tired.

I made a promise to get all my pieces done, for the upcoming week.

We are so busy I barely have time to think, let alone write. So, after work, right after work, I told myself to get to work, for ME.

I put in an additional four hours. Yikes! Whew! Ack!

Yet, I have kept my word, to me, to my writing, to you. In the past, I would have used work as an excuse not to work on MY dreams for my life. No more. Life is just too short.

Keep putting in the work for YOUR dreams and goals. Keep putting the work in your relationships. Keep putting the work in healing. Keep putting the work in.

Then, rest. Give yourself time to breathe and let the seeds, of your efforts, grow into whatever The Universe has in store for them and you.

I am tired. A good tired. I have done my work. I have done my try. For ME.

I hear a cup of coffee hollering my name. Care to join me?

satisfied but not,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMatterstoMe

Note: Okay, really? Scat! Get to living and loving folk….

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Do you YOUR way.

I had been wanting to create a blog.

For, years.

And, years.

And, years.

I did not create one.

For years.

And, years.

And, years.

Why?

Because, I was afraid that my brand of writing would not be received. Meaning, my heart wouldn’t be received. My heart is:

Weird.

Wonky.

Ridiculous.

Hmm.

Was trying to find a third ‘W’ but I am just too tired to think of one. See, beloveds? What other person writes such ridiculousness but ME!?

Something in me, though, just would NOT let me rest.

Then, God joined the party, and would NOT let me rest.

Then, Life joined the party, and would NOT let me rest.

Then, The Universe joined the party, and would NOT let me rest.

Okay.

Okay!

I gave in.

I creted my blog.

The blank page laughed at me.

The cursor winked at me and beckoned me just to try.

So, I clutched my heart and tried.

Badly?

Clumsily?

Boringly?

Inspiredly?

I have no idea.

God knows and He ain’t tellin’.

He just tells me to keep on writing. To keep on loving. To keep on trying.

All I know how to do is to try. And, to write. And, to love. And, to give.

Until?

I have no idea. Until I am no more, I imagine.

I just want to encourage as many folk as I can to keep on being…YOU!

However you are.

Do you YOUR way. Not how the world would have you to do and be.

Who knows what YOUR way will produce?

Are these sentences making sense? I hope so. They are mine. All I have. Written clumsily. Yet, written.

Ah!

Aha!

Get to writing your chapters, beloveds. The world needs the story called your life.

writing with you as me,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, so what in the world are you still doing here!? Get gone. You got thangs to do!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Just one more try.

I am tired.

Exhausted.

Worn out from chasing my dreams.

I keep telling myself to give it just ONE more try.

Just one.

ONE.

Keep going, beloveds.

Just one more try.

Just one.

ONE.

Who knows what the try may bring!

trying just one more again with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Just when you think you can’t take nary another step, beloveds, KNOW that you CAN. You WILL.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!