Category: hope

Figure it out while you are figuring it out.

Tags!

Categories!

SEOs!

I have NO idea how to effectively utilize these things or how the world to get algorhythms to do their rhyming and chiming so I can be a blessing to about a billion peeps or so.

Sooooooooooooooooooooo, I click on this. I try a bit of that. I make up all kinds of categories and click on them. I have NO idea what the dailyprompt thingie is but found some folk have found me simply by me clicking dailyprompt this and uncategorized that.

*shrug*

I figure one day some hedge fund bajillionaire will come across my blog and say my how fantastically wonderous Cassandra is and leem fill up her GoFundMe Page with oodles of coinage so I can do some me my way….*shrug*. It’s my blog so I can dream however I so choose, eh?

N-E-Waze, I was figuring it out whilst I am figuring it out and figured I would encourage you to also keep figuring it out whilst you are figuring it out.

Don’t let your lack of knowledge stop you from DOING SOMETHING to make your dreams happen.

Don’t wait on inspiration. Get to perspirating whilst waiting for inspiration to catch up.

Keep doing all you know to do. The Universe shall do the rest.

figuring it out while figuring it out,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I think I may have made up some new words. Keep growing. Each and every day. Love yourself. Each and every day. Love someone. Each and every day! Don’t let a day go by that you are not loving someone. Starting with you.

Be encouraged and know your life is precious and priceless. Jesus says tell you hello. 🙂

Love Has No Color!

Okay, so I am currently blessing the neighbors with a concert and singing, badly I might add, ‘”Love Has No Color” by The Winans

This reminds me of a song we used to hear in children’s church:

Jesus loves the little children.

All the children of the world.

Red and yellow.

Black and white.

ALL are precious.

In His Sight.

Now, as an adult, my heart grieves for a world which seems to hate those that does not look like him/her/them.

Ah, beloveds. We are all more alike than we are different.

Currently, I have been enjoying some fantastic Japanese/Chinese YouTube channels with folk doing all manner of interesting things. I use the english subtitles but many of them are still in Japanese and Chinese.

I loooooooooooooooove seeing Chinese and Japenese writing. I have NO idea what the world is being said. Yet, I see the love these wonderous people have for their family and their communities.

The other day, I was watching some Russian thingies or other. They appear to be stoic but passionate folk.

I was looking at folk from Saudi Arabia and other places and wondered if they were hot in their robes and enjoying the passionate way they lived their lives.

I wandered over to Greece and saw the beautiful waters and enjoyed folk fishing and living the life.

I headed over to Spain and ALWAYS love seeing the aerial photos of the huge statue standing over all.

I wandered back over to America and watched cowboys, police officers, doctors, lawyers, basketball players, nurses, bus drivers, postal workers, cab drivers, trash collectors and all manner of folks living their lives.

Ah, beloveds, that we could all come together as children of the world and love one another!

Til that day, I shall continue to be a posse of one and loving each and every soul I can get next to.

Love some folk with me, would you please and thanks.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Love someone. Starting with you. Love someone who does not think like you, look like you, believe like you. Just love them. Keep being a light.

One heart.

One heart.

One heart.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

P.S.If anyone knows a hedgefund person, tell them to him me up.

A poem written just for you♥️.

Roses are red.

Violets are blue.

It’s cold outside.

😂🤗

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note 🗒: I know. I know. Only those with a ridiculous sense of humor could possibly find the humor in my poem…*shrug*. The point was to get you to smile. Did you?

Life is short. You have done your day. Rest. Take a break. Tomorrow has much in store for you. Be encouraged and anticipate all the love headed your way. You CAN. You WILL. You are loved and you are not alone. Keep on being… YOU!

Heart check Wednesday.

Hey there, beloveds.

How is your heart?

YOURS?

How is mine? Thanks for asking. Mine is much better. I have had to keep readjusting my attitude so my altitude could stay rightside up. Else, the world was looking a bit upside down.

Not because of anything in particular. I was just feeling all of my 55. ALL OF IT!

WHEW!!

I don’t know what it is about turning 55. I was happy to have turned 50. Felt like an accomplishment. All of my dumbness did not prevent me from getting to 50. Who knew!?

Yet, as soon as 55 showed up, good egads ALL the hidden fears of what ifs and can Is and will I ever ALL showed up at once!

GGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZ!!

This stranger, now known as me, has been something to get to know. She sure can get moody, if I let her. I have to sit with her, constantly. I have to listen to her, constantly. She has been quite for 54 years, she says. She has much to say. I am learning to listen to her.

I do my best not to silence her with comfort eating and distractions. Yikes!

Anywho, my heart is…just is, I guess.

How is your heart?

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I sometimes wonder if my care is getting folk anywhere. I may never know. I shall continue to care anywho. Take care.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Today has been a good day.🤗

Today has been a good day.🤗

Nuff said.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Took today just to rest. That’s it. No being about being about it. No fighting 🐯 and wrestling 🤼‍♀️ with 🐻. Nope. Nada. Nuttin. Just resting.

It’s important to give yourself a good no me not about to do nuffin type of day. Write weirdly. Make something stupid. Be silly. There is always time to do the serious.

Be encouraged and remember you are loved and you are not alone. Keep on being you.

Use what you have: You can do it.

I ran out of trash bags.

Again.

I forgot to order trash bags.

Again.

Crapola.

So, now I have to use left over delivery bags. Yea, I know, they are smaill and ugly.

So what?

They are suiting my NEED.

Oftentimes, folks tend to want to dress up things. They want to run around in flash because they feel like a bit of less than, deep inside.

I used to feel that way.

Deep inside, where no one else could see, hear, or no. Yet, I KNEW. I hid. From, me. From, God. From, Life. I gave my all, inside secretly feeling as if my all was ugly, like a little delivery bag that was no good for anything but carrying just a bit of this and that.

Over time, a LOT of time, and healing, and healing, and healing, and time, and time, and a whole lotta aggravation, I have come to learn that I am more than enough. My life. My thoughts. My heart. My this. My that. My all that makes me….ME.

I.

Am.

Enough.

How great is that?

I, me, Cassandra, whodathunkit?!

It seems as if we spend a lifetime, chasing after validation. Does he love me? Does she think about me? Does the job respect me? Did mom love me? Does dad care for me?

On and on and on we ask for love everywhere but where we need to start: Within!

If we can’t love ourselves, how the world can we expect to be able to RECEIVE or feel love from anyone else? Answer: We can’t!!

Know, beloveds, KNOW:

You are enough.

Period.

End of story.

Continue to rewrite and reimagine your life. WE frame what we see.WE perceive events that happen to and for us. WE can change things, change our perceptions, whenever WE choose.

We are NOT helpless and hapless victims of circumstances.

Use what you have.

Create new things out of old things.

Keep on keeping on.

We got this.

We ain’t done yet, beloveds. We got thangs to do!

doing thangs with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToYou

Note: It’s imperative to remain focused when your feels get all feely on you. Else, you will be believing lies and foolishness that it’s over for you and your dreams. Ha!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Fear, you have a problem.

Fear, you have a problem.

Fear, I am a problem.

Fear, I am YOUR problem.

I plan on botherin’ you, fear.

I plan on defeating you, fear.

I plan on pestering you, fear.

On the daily, fear.

ALL day, fear.

Day in and day out, fear.

Yea, fear, you most definitely have a problem…

ME!

bring a problem for fear,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Sometimes, beloveds, you have GOT to put fear in its place. Sometimes, you have GOT to put fear into its proper perspective. Sometimes, you have GOT to let fear know who runs your show. Fear, you do NOT run me!

Be encouraged.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU!

😴

What a day.

What a ddddddddaaaaay.

What a…😴

🛏,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Work was work. Whew! The first month of the year is the busiest. It’s like life crams 6 month of work into one month. Yikes!😳

Enjoy your days. Even the especially busy ones. I have just enough energy to check on folk and to remind all that they are loved and not alone. Keep on being you.

🤒 Be good to you.

🤒. Sick appears to have snuck up on me…

Hhm.

I calculated pushing through. The 🚽 said it didn’t think 🤔 that wise.

Comforter sided with hot/cold who are currently arguing with bod temp for supremecy.

I told them all to go away and told bills to shut up as I am going to be good to me today.

Be good to you, beloveds. Some days, it is 🧣 necessary to look after your interests and not your interest, if you know what I am saying.

Life is short. Let folk know what you need. Be encouraged. Love someone. Starting with you.

Somebody pass out a good note 🗒 for the day. Oh, yea, here:

🥰

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

Welcome your future.

Welcome your future.

Say goodbye to your past.

Embrace here today.

Look forward to your tomorrow.

It is so easy to allow ourselves the negative side of life. The future is unknown and it is easy to see boogie men in every corner and closet.

I am fifty five. I come from a generation that was always saying be careful about this. Don’t do that. Don’t go there. Don’t speak out. Don’t speak up. Keep your head down.

I was raised to live my life Siri. And what could happen or what would happen or what should happen or what should happen or what should not happen.

Parents mean well. I don’t blame my parents. I am just giving context.

I am learning to live my life based upon joy and love and perseverance and effort and faith, and so many other things that will move my life forward.

I welcome my future now. I don’t dread my feature. I don’t run from my future. I don’t dismiss my future.

I am doing my best to be a light. I offer my care and concern and prayer and love. I hope those things are accepted. I understand when they are not. I am okay with that. I can live with that.

I appreciate every like in every comment. I appreciate everyone who decides not to like or comment or read or care.

I thank each and every one of you for bringing joy to my heart and my life. I think of you everyday. I laugh about stupid pieces I think to write for you. I think of serious things that may encourage you. I hope for you. I root for you.

This is going to be an outstanding season for us all. Let’s keep doing thangs.

doing thangs with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, so the whole piece was a note! Get out there and love somebody. Starting with you. I love you care about your life.

Tell somebody that they are loved. They need to hear it. Don’t say you don’t have somebody because you have me. You can tell me.😳♥️😆🗝