Category: hope

Refill your heart💝: Do these three things.

I am at the self-check pump refilling my heart.

I am:

Listening to uplifting music.🤗

Watching a beautiful youtube piece with gorgeous ocean views and encouraging scriptures. 🥰

Every day, I do three things to fuel up and fill up:

Read something positive/uplifting.

Watch something positive/uplifting.

Listen to something positive/uplifting.

If I can’t get in all three, I try to do at least one of them.

EVERY DAY.

Why?

It’s crucial to maintain our heart, our mind, our soul, our body.

Otherwise, rust and buildup and weeds and all manner of things will clog up our drains and will drain us of our will!😁😂😳🙌

I’m getting refilled and my strength renewed. These past storms have been rough.

I’m still deep within a fight and storm but taking a breather to look around and remember this is but a test. From life. Of faith. I grow stronger with every willing step forward.

Ah, life. I love the living of you!

Yall are going to have to excuse me. Microphone, or, my blue screwdriver calleth!

Be encouraged. Be still and know He is God.

His and yours,

Cassandra,

🤗#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I love you.

Repeat after me.

Repeat after me:

It is well – It is well. Keep trying.

I got this – You got this. Be confident.

I can do this- You can do this.

It is well. You got this. You can do it.

Now get out there and do it!

doing it with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Every now and then we just need to tell ourselves we can do it. We can. We will. Be encouraged.

Encouragement never gets old. It needs to be given and used liberally. Don’t be stingy with Encouragement. It appreciates being passed around.🥰

YOU are the impact.

I was sad.

Pitiful.

Forlorn.

Why?

Because I have always wanted to make an impact. I thought I could. I thought I would.

The older I have grown, the smaller my impact looks. To ME.

I look at my life and all I can see is…

My try.

Ha!

I told God I was no longer going to swing for the fence. I told Him I would make my impact from my small corner of the world.

I looked at my corner of the world and felt…

Ridiculous.

Ha!

God told me to look again. I looked. I saw…

You.

Aha!

God: You are the impact. Keep on being…

YOU!

I shall.

being an impact,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Your life IS making an impact. Keep being you. You have no idea how many lives you ARE impacting with your love, your empathy, your try.

I was just complaining, er, praying about the lack of opportunities I had to make an impact. I was tearfully telling God how embarrassing it was that I actually wrote to The Universe and was ghosted BY THE UNIVERSE!

I was hurt, I told God. I also sadly informed Him that I was terribly hurt that even He appeared to have scoffed at me when I offered me, in love, to a world who could give two hoots.

Me: ALL I want(ed) is to make an impact.

God: You are.

Me: I don’t SEE any movement. I don’t SEE any impact!

God: You are.

Me: I am what.

God: The impact that I need. The impact that you seek. The impact The Universe has been waiting for.

Me: Ah.

God: Aha! Your try is all I have ever asked for. Just try. We shall do the rest.

Me: What shall you DO with/for me?

God: Keep asking.

I will.

Asking for A Friend.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU!

Time to focus on you.

It’s time, beloveds.

Time we focus on us.

Time for us to focus on our dreams.

We have done enough fretting about what we don’t have. We have done quite enough worrying on why the hard has been so hard.

Time for us to refocus. It’s our time. Time to do the things we have been putting off. Time to start some new and positive habits. Time to plant. Time to reap our harvest(s).

It’s Fri-yay. The work has been done, for the week. Time to focus on refilling our hearts and minds.

We have done enough, don’t you think, of carrying on about all the hard? Let’s enjoy us some us.

Speaking of which, I have some fantastic double chocolate pound cake. Who has the coffee/tea and other snacks?

focusing on me,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I have been enjoying myself. I have turned off the phone and spent hours hollering at the television. Awesome. Be sure to get some you time in there, beloveds. You are NOT the savior of the world. Speaking of which, Jesus said to say ‘hey’…lol. I have been praying for each and every one of my fellow loud ones.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

My Daily Prompt.

I’m new at this blogging thing.

Yes, I know, beloveds, I have been blogging for a few years, now. Still, I know little. I know nothing, really.

My heart does not care. Nope. Nary, a whit. Blog, she says. Write, she entreats. Share, she whispers.

I blog.

I write.

I share.

I tag.

I categorize.

Mind you, beloveds, I have NO idea what happens by selecting tags/categories. I just know that in doing so, a newbie or two or three happens to happen by the blog.

One day, don’t ask me why, I selected ‘Daily Prompt’. I had noticed it in some other blogs I enjoy. Zero idea what it meant but slapped on my page. Then, I saw an uncategorized option. I used to never hit that. Yet, I did, one day. To my astonishment, a few trickled in.

So, now, I slap this. I try, that. I have no idea what is successful. Still, I try. In times past, I used to only want to try things I was good at. Ha!

It was only after being put into terribly hard/new challenges, at work, that I found I was still enough. Mistakes, and all. Dumb feeling, and all. Little to no progress, and all.

Through it all, I found, well, ME. I found my try WAS enough. I found, beloveds, I was enough. God, had been telling me this, for years. The Universe, had been telling me this, for years. Life, had been telling me this, for years.

I had been afraid to listen. I had been afraid, to look up. Afraid I would see:

Disappointment.

Disapproval.

Dismissal.

One day, I had failed. And, failed. And, failed. So much so I cried. And, cried. And, cried. I felt like such a FAILURE!. Until, I heard:

God: Look up. Look at Me.

Me: I’m afraid, God. What if, You are disappointed with me. IN me? My heart, could not bear that.

The Universe: Look up. Look at Me.

Me: I’m afraid, Universe. What if, You disapprove of ME? My spirit, could not stand that.

Life: Look up. Look at Me.

Me: I’m afraid, Life. What if, You dismiss me? My efforts?

LOOK UP!

One day, I found the courage to look up. Gazing back at me was…

Love.

Love?

LOVE!

Yes, God loved me. Always. No matter what. I was much more than my try. I was much more than what I did. I was much more than what I gave.

Now, I spend as many days as I can, letting folks know they are enough. I had a true friend, years ago, who kept telling me I was enough. I didn’t believe her. Not at first. I HAD to give. I HAD to do. I HAD to serve. To be loved. To be cherished. To be seen. To be heard.

Yes, I loved doing all those things because I was born to serve, to give, to love. I love doing those things. Still, my heart was trapped in the prison of ‘paying rent’ as I call it. Paying rent, to the universe so I could, perhaps, swallow a bit of air and receive a few scraps of life. Smh.

Now, I know. Now, I see. Now, I do. The best I can. It’s all that I can do.

My Daily Prompt:

Try.

Live.

Love.

Say.

Life is short. Keep on living and doing even when you don’t know what the fresh hell you are doing. You don’t have to know exactly where you are going. Not, now. Just keep going. As best you can.

Keep on doing your own daily prompt(s). Get in your me time. You are important. Your dreams are important. They are.

Be encouraged, beloveds.

Remember:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

being about being about it,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is short. Enjoy your life. Embrace what happens therein. I am enjoying with you. Lemme know how you are.

Real talk: If folk threaten to walk away, wish them well and let them.

Ah, beloveds. Life has been cutting up, today. ALL day.

I have been fighting, all day, with:

Missing mom.

Missing mom.

Missing mom.

Which, makes the day(s) especially tough to get through. I HATE days like today. Not the day, itself. Just the fight from having to keep on fighting. Just the stress from doing my best not to stress. Just the frustration from not allowing myself to remain frustrated due to happenings and happenstance.

I have been thinking about Justin. ALL day. Wondering if he is hanging in there. Hang in there, Justin!

I have been thinking about Britta and her lichen. I HAVE to get to her blog, tomorrow, and catch up.

I have been thinking about Silent Knight. ALL day. Wondering what he has been wondering about as not able to get to his blog in the past week. Ack!

I turned off my phone, beloveds, this past Saturday. Even, my writing phone. Yeppers. I told myself that I HAD to decompress. I have been running on empty, for weeks. For months.

I told my friends/fam I was going to go MIA. They said they understood. Ha! Soon as I made my declaration, my phone blew up with texts and calls that HAD to be taken.

Yet, for the first time, ever(!), I listened to my heart and told myself to turn off the phone. To rest. And, to not feel guilty/bad because I NEEDED a break. A friend texted and said they ‘had’ to talk to me. Right then. Immediately. I had nothing. So, I said nothing.

Today, I was confronted with my meanness in having chosen me. I was advised that this person could ‘leave just as well as they stayed’. Simply because I was not available in the instant required.

I replied:

“I wish you well. I shall keep you in prayer. You shall NOT hold our friendship hostage. You may have it”.

Care is a two way street, beloveds. STOP giving your care away to folks who place conditions upon your love and your heart. Wish them well and keep it moving. LET them go. You are:

Amazing.

Awesome.

Amazingly awesome.

There will be plenty who will love you. In the meantime, keep on loving this hard headed world. Folk need what you have. Be encouraged.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

caring anywho,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Your life is precious. You matter. Please KNOW this. You matter. Be encouraged. I love me some you.

Looking for me.

I’m looking for me.

Have you seen her, beloveds? Tell her to swing by if you run into her.

The woman, staring back at me, is a stranger. This woman that I see wants to take all kind of chances. This woman I see wants to be free of comfort zones. This woman I see wants to try all kind of weird and ridiculous things. I think I shall follow her lead.

I’m looking for me. If you find me, tell me I said to swing by.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I’m feeling closer to myself than I have for a long time. I find myself thinking ridiculous things. I feel myself wanting to write. I feel myself wanting to experiment. I am wanting. It feels good to want again. It feels good to feel things other than fear.

I stopped by to tell someone to be encouraged. Hang in there. I know the way has been hard. It won’t always be so. Next year will be really great for you. How do I know? Because you’ are going to make it fantastic! Life is what you make it. Be encouraged.


One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

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!