Category: hope

Slowing down will get you there much faster.

I am a problem solver.

Really.

I am.

At work, the biggest part of my job is solving problems.

ALL day.

And, if I can’t solve the problem, I am supposed to know who can and then make THEM SOLVE THE PROBLEM!

As you can imagine, when I get off work, THE last thing in the world I want to do is to solve another blasted problem.

This is a problem.

Because, after work, I must do the work of figuring out MY problems.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

On top of that, beloveds, I have to fight to not want to solve every problem for every person in the entirety of the world.

I am soooooooooooooooooo glad I have learned how to NOT take on the problems of every man, woman and child. Yes, I fret. I pray. I wonder. I lament. I rage and carry on about why the world most folks are not raging and carrying on for one another.

But, I also allow folk to work out their own hard. I am done with the pillow handing out thing. The hard is necessary.

I stopped by long enough to implore you to stop or to not become the problem solver of the world.

Your fam will figure things out.

Your friends will figure things out.

You will figure things out.

The rest will come out in the wash.

I have done my day.

Now, I rest.

What of tomorrow, you ask?

Tomorrow is not my problem…lol.

giving myself permission to rest,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Rest. Let folk do their own problems. They can do it. How else will they KNOW unless forced to live their own lives? Asking for A Friend.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Hold on.

I’m spending a delightful afternoon:

Taking out the trash.

Washing dishes.

Getting pieces ready for tomorrow.

*sigh*

Life goes on, eh?

In truth, this is a good sign. I have spent more of this year fending off fear, despair, doubt and ALL its friends. I don’t know why this year has been soooooooooooooooooo hard to keep them at bay.

Normally, I tell them all to take two seats and they do. Now, this year, good egads, they not alone throw the seats at me but they bring along all kinds of greyness with them.

Still, I fight on. I am gratefully, sorta, kinda, a lil bit. As I have to continually keep pulling the weeds of doubt and stand ON my faith, WITH my faith, and aided BY Faith.

I don’t know if there is anyone else out there having to fight so hard to keep on keeping on.

I am grateful for my work from home job. I couldn’t be working without it. I am grateful for my old, dated apartment. Many don’t have a place to lay down their heads.

I am grateful for this blog. I am grateful for those who stop by to lend a shoulder, a smile, a laugh.

I am grateful for the tears. They are teaching me to accept the WHOLE of me. Not the cute parts. ALL of me.

I am grateful, beloveds.

Ah, hold on. Just a little while longer. You are building a brilliant future!

Remember that it’s okay to not be okay until you are okay again. Okay?

Life has been deliciously hard. I am enjoying getting to know this stubborn fighter called me.

I just made some delightful grilled ham steak and Swiss cheese sandwiches on Italian Bread. Who is up for a bite? Don’t forget the drinks.

here,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Hold on. It was only after I stopped worrying about the wind and the waves was I able to see Who was waiting out there on the seas……Ah…..Aha!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

In the meantime has been awfully hard to live with in the meantime.

In the meantime has been awfully hard to live with in the meantime.

Someone forgot to provide me with a HOW TO manual on living in the meantime, in the meantime.

You know, in the meantime while we:

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

And then wait some more.

Ack!!

Whew!!!

Ah, God, what in the fresh hell are we supposed to DO whilst waiting, in the meantime?

The meantime hurts.

The meantime is maddening.

The meantime is, well, mean.

There is no one feeding me grapes and fanning me as I wait out my dreams, in the meantime.

In the meantime, the meantime is getting harder and harder and harder to DO.

I want to kick and scream.

I want to cut up and act ten kinds of fool.

I want to run away and hide.

I want.

I want…*sigh*.

Ow, beloved, in the meantime sure has been tough to live with in the meantime.

How about you?


Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. We shall get there. Or not. In the meantime, enjoy your day. Life is short. I think I shall go ferret out whatever snacks Maggie/Craig/Chuckster have left. Not sure they left us much peeps. How dare they, eh?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Wait on it.

My shower and I have been in some heavy battle royales here lately.

For whatever reason, the shower God’s have decreed or decried, depending on whose side you are on, to mix the hot and cold however they bloody well please.

Leaving, moi, in the middle.

So, I am either howling, in outrage, stamping about the bathroom, buck naked no less, whilst either the hot or cold decide to join said shower.

I make quite the sight, lemme tell ya. Geez. I dare not cause you to see something you can never unsee, so shall refrain from describing the heaping, now heavy, personage called me.

I have learned to maneuver between the hot and the cold. I have learned to wait until the hot mixes with the cold. I have learned to be patient.With my showers…lol 😂.

I’m learning how to wait. Waiting can be tough. Waiting patiently can be super tough.

I am thankful for all of this hard as it is teaching me how to wait patiently. I am doing my best just to focus on my steps and not worry about falling behind.

When I was researching what I wanted to do with my riding, I began to feel maybe what I wanted to do would not be successful. I almost stopped dreaming.

Today, I simply dream. I wonder. I wander. I was telling my sister that it just may well be that I will never financially prosper from my dream. I will have to make my peace with that. I have made my peace with that.

Okay, maybe not made my peace but am working on me still.

In the meantime, I’m going to do the best I can to wait and enjoy the waiting.

Enjoy the waiting. Enjoy your life. Enjoy your now. Enjoy who you are right now.

Remember to love someone today. Starting with you. Thank you for being the amazing person that you are. Thank you for all the love you share. Thank you for caring about the world. Thank you just for being you.

Take care of yourself. You have such a beautiful soul. I am hopeful for great things for you this week.

grateful,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep going. You got this.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Tell what if so what?!

Ack.

Good yikes.

Smh.

Due to being ill, I have had to take an inordinate amount of time off, WITHOUT PAY, the last few weeks.

Consequently, I have been avoiding my bank account as if it had the plague.

This morning, I was gently cajoled to check my account.

Whew!!

😳😳🥹🥺🤯🥵🥴🥴🥴😱😭😠😡

Whew!!

After I came to, I rushed to The Father’s Lap in 😭 and panic.

God: I  got you. I got your finances.

Me: K.

I had a cup of ☕ and told myself to get some act right. I was super upset I had to use my emergency savings to pay the rent and monthly bills and will need to use the rest to piece together next month’s rent.

I began to focus on the fact of what I was able to do now. I was able to take my focus on what ‘could have been’ if I had not been sick and able to save my money.

I was sick.

I used my savings.

So what?!

Thankfully,  I had the savings to use!

In times past, I would have wasted the rest of the week complaining about funds I ‘could have’ had.

Life happens, beloveds. NO need in wasting time over things that have already happened. Mitigate what you can and move on!

The relationship has ended. Enough already! Wish them well and move on.

You didn’t get the promotion. So what?! The interview was great experience for the next opportunity.

You were too afraid to reach out. So what?! Try again!

Enough with having ‘what if’ run the show!

What if you tried and succeeded?!

Ah.

Aha!

Be ruthless with yourself. Do NOT allow yourself the easy way out.

telling what if to shut up already,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Shut up what if!

In case no one has told you today: I love you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

We are all draft 📂 folders.🥰

🥰😂🤗

God told me, last night, I was like a draft folder!😂🥰

I have hundreds of pieces, all in various forms of undress, filling up my draft folder.

Some pieces have been marinating, for months. Other pieces, just a few days. Still others only wind up there momentarily.

Why? Beats me. Somethings just seem to want to root around and marinate in my life and heart.

Other stuff wants to regurgitate and be spewed out immediately. Okay, that was a bit of gross imagery.😳🤣. Geeez!

Anywho, our lives are like a draft 📂 folder because there are things we learn immediately. Other things take aeons to learn.  Still other things may take a life time to learn.

In the meantime, beloveds, we keep those things, in our hearts. Ruminating. Growing. Resolving. Learning.

The trick is understanding it’s okay to have various parts of us in various parts of undress!🤣🥰

Take heart, beloveds. Now, you can relax! You don’t have to be a finished product! Yaya! How great to know is that?!

The book of your life is ever being written. By you. By, God. By, Life. By, The Universe. By, so many things.

The awesome thing is you have an eraser on your pencil! You don’t HAVE TO use a pen.

Draw! Scribble! 📝 Write within the lines. Shade outside them. This is YOUR life, beloveds. This is YOUR draft 📂 folder.

Your draft was not meant to be mine!

Ah.

Aha!

I feel a piece calling me. How about you?

asking for a friend,


Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Enjoy your life. ALL of it. The boring parts. The frustrating parts. The annoying parts.

In case no one has told you yet: I love you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

55, thanks for scaring the hell out of me.

55 has been a harsh teacher.

55 could give two hoots about my feels.

55 laughs at tired.

55 dismisses fear with desdain.

55 scoffs at doubt.

55 refuses to relent.

55 has scared the hell out of me.

Thank you, 55, for scaring me half to death. Thank you, 55, for forcing me to confront EVERY shred of anxt.

I appreciate you, 55, forever shouting at me life is soooooooooooooooooooooo short.

It becomes awfully hard to waste time wasting time now.

It has become impossible to tell myself achieving my dreams is impossible.

I don’t have time, beloveds, to give up. Neither do you!

The clock is ticking. We have NO idea how many moments we have. This is nothing to be afraid of. It is something to reflect on and be mindful of.

What are you waiting for?

Do the hard.

Embrace where you are.

Try.

Rinse.

Repeat.

Keep making your act right act right.

We don’t have time to do as the world is doing in chasing things that matters not.

I rose early.

I encouraged.

I loved.

I tried.

No, my dreams have not shown up yet. Yet, I show up. EVERY day. I can’t help what’s not coming. I CAN control when and where I show up.

Ah, God. Hurry. I got thangs to do. Show me how to make my dreams come true!

I am soaring, as best as I can. Help me get up higher. I think I can. I’m not sure, though. I have never been this high. Ah, God. I am terrified of heights.

55, thanks for scaring the hell out of me. I got thangs to do.

doing them thangs,


Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: The only thing keeping you from keeping on is you. Tell yourself to get going. Life is short. Tell doubt to kick rocks. Tell fear ha! Tell yourself the truth: You CAN. You WILL. You HAVE TO! Get going…asking for A Friend.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

You gave hope today.

If you reached out in love and care.

You gave hope today.

If you offered your service.

You gave hope today.

If you did your all.

You gave hope today.

If you made a way where there was no way.

You gave hope today.

If you smiled.

You gave hope today.

If you laughed.

You gave hope today.

If you dared.

You gave hope today.

If you dreamed a dream.

You gave hope today.

If you lost, rose, lost again.

You gave hope today.

To you.

Then, to all those around you.

Then, to The Universe.

You don’t need a million dollars to give up. You don’t even have to feel like a million dollars.

Just be…YOU!

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Nuff said.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

55: Show ALL of your ♥ heart.

God: Show Me your heart.

Me: ♥️

God: Show Me ALL of your heart.

Me: ❤️‍🩹

God: Those are the parts I love and long for the most.

Me: 🥰

The Universe🌌: Show Me your heart.

Me: ❤️‍🩹

The Universe🌌: Show Me ALL of your heart.

Me: ⚒️💪⚠️

The Universe🌌: Those are the parts I love and long for the most.

Me: 😚

Life: Show Me your heart.

Me: ❤️‍🔥

Life: Show Me ALL of your heart.

Me: ☕️🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️😭😫💯💵🤑📺📦🛎🎶🎊🥇🏆😱😡🤯

Life: Those are the parts I love and long for the most.

Me: 🤗

Cassandra

Note: Since turning 55, beloveds, my heart has been all over the place. I have felt:

Old.

Young.

Useful.

Useless.

Used up.

I have wanted to:

Run away.

Fight.

Quit.

Strive.

Believe.

Doubt.

Laugh.

Cry.

Hope.

Try.

Rinse.

Repeat.

Living sure can be exhausting can’t it? Sure would be easier if we could farm some of this work out, eh?

Alas, Life demands we do our own homework. Otherwise, we never learn and can never know the satisfaction of OUR try.

So many folk are desperately trying to live someone else’s life because they feel their own life is not enough.

Your life IS enough, beloveds. It is. You ARE.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Be encouraged.

Be encouraged. https://www.instagram.com/reel/C3v5xTSOFms/?igsh=aXN3dXlvanM5ZGc0

My first attempt making a motivational moment. Having a blast learning.

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep going. You can do it.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!