Category: Inspiration

Hold on: Write your way out.

It’s hot.

I’m tired.

Tired of being hot.

Tired of being tired.

Yet, these long hot and tiring days have been filled with peace, hope and joy.

Life is short. Only get one. Best use it best we can.

It is annoying true that we have to keep having to.

Good grief I would, at times, like to woe is me my way so I can have an excuse to sleep my life away.

Alas, life too short. So:

I must.

I have to.

I will.

Crap.

Hold on.

Keep writing your way through.

You are changing history, as you write.

Yours.

Mine.

The world’s.

writing even when I don’t want to,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I know. I know. Forever being fed positive messages can be positively annoying. I get it. I want to tell myself to shut up already, on the regular. Yet, I must. You must. Crap.

🤷‍♀️😁

Heart ♥ check: Don’t hide.

Afternoon, beloveds. Hard has been kicking my tail from EVERY area.

In times past, I would have distracted myself with hard work, with comfort eating or hiding beneath the covers.

I no longer allow myself to hurt myself because hard is hitting me.

Why?

Because MY heart counts. As does yourself. I suspect, beloveds, if more folk told us this, our hearts would have been filled too much for us to dismiss.

It’s why, after years of fighting back to heal and gain ME, that I am so determined to reach out in hopes to save you some decades.

Your life means soooooooooo much. It does. So does your thoughts. Time to STOP dismissing what YOU need.

I have gotten into mini arguments, with some, who think I should be force feeding Jesus down your throat. Don’t get me wrong. He is My Bestie. Yet, I love Him too much and respect you too much, to do that.

All I can do, and do do, is share my life and heart and try with you.

Why?

Because you are fearfully and wonderfully made and I care.

Why?

Because you are worth caring about.

Why?

The fact that many have to ask why, breaks my heart. The fact that I also asked why, in times past, makes me sad for us all.

I reach out today, because I have been in need of some ‘Jesus with skin on’ as I like to call it. And, being physically alone, life has been a bit tougher, than normal.

It’s a paradox. The more healing I get, the more I want to share that and my heart, with the whole of a world who seems to care only for itself.

I say all that to say this:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

No, I am NOT desperate and seeking a husband. Just a million friends or two to be absolutely unapologetically me with. Can ya help a sista out? Asking for a Friend.

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereforIt

Note: Life is short. Seize these moments to love someone. Starting with YOU! Stop punishing your heart because you gave it to the wrong person. There are billions of us left to choose from!🥰

Sometimes, you have to scrap with God/Life/The Universe.

Give them here!

Turn loose of my dreams!

Give me my bounty!

Keep Your Word!

Keep the promises YOU MADE TO ME!!

*stamps foot*

Yep, this was me, hours ago, wrestling with God/Life/The Universe to turn loose of my stuff!

I have put in the work.

I have said the prayers.

I have watered both with my:

Faith.

Tears.

Try.

Love.

Hope.

Joy.

Laughter.

Disappointment.

Now, I wait, patiently. Give it here!

Go get yours, beloveds.

getting mine,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

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How much will it take to get you to give up on your dreams?

How much will it take to get you to give up on your dreams?

A stiff wind of adversity used to be all that took to get me to give up.

I would fight to the death for other dreams but my own…

I have to admit that I used to use the excuses of I was waiting on God to tell me what to do and how to do things before I could make my dreams come true.

I was afraid of letting him down. I was afraid of letting myself down.

Now that no longer matters to me. All that matters is my try. I do the best I can and don’t worry about the outcome. Not anymore.

I love the world. Period. End of story. Whether I am love back is not the point. Not anymore.

It hurts.

Not to be loved.

In return.

Yet I love.

Still.

Anyway.

In spite of.

Despite.

Regardless.

Why?

Because:

The world needs, to be loved.

I used to think:

I wasn’t not enough.

I was.

I am.

Period.

End of story.

Now, I write a new story.

One where I am:

Living, with intention.

Making diamonds in my shoes, from walking with hard, up Joy Mountain, bringing down mountains of:

Fear:

Despair.

Doubt.

Anger.

Pain.

Apathy.

Mediocrity.

I shall pursue:

Excellence.

Relentlessly.

Relentless, I shall vanquish EVERY sin, that can so easily beset me.

Outrageously, I shall chase down EVERY heart I can wrap my arms around to let him/her/they know:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

Lastly, okay, so yall know I just like saying lastly…🤷‍♀️😁🤗

Finally, beloveds, open your heart wide. Let some light and life in, wouldja please and thanks. Asking for a Friend.

His and yours,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

Note: Don’t EVER, no NEVA, hecks to the naw, NEVER, give up on you. Keep going. I go with you. As does The Universe. You are exactly where you are supposed to be. The Universe has already taken our dumbness into account. Good thing, huh?🤣😂🤦‍♀️💃🥰🙌

Go! – Part III

Go! – Part III https://www.instagram.com/reel/CwE3-eAoe1-/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

These posts, these last days, have been born from having had just about enough of MY:

Excuses.

Fear.

Apathy.

Anger.

Hurt.

Pain.

The more healing I have gotten, I am getting, as I get and keep some act right. The less I can abide mediocrity from me or anything around me.

I’m trying to be patient, with me. Yet, I can no longer abide my ♥ heart not living FREE. FREE from:

Fear.

Apathy.

Anger.

Hurt.

Pain.

The freer I get, the more my ♥ heart longs to help others find their own freedom and peace.

Be encouraged.

Don’t give up on you. Ah, beloveds, not just yet. Keep going. You CAN. You WILL.

I love you.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Tears were my meat, yesterday.

Tears.

Tears.

More, tears.

The floodgates, have been opened.

Wide.

Enlarged.

Tears of, grief.

Tears of, joy.

Tears of, thanksgiving.

Thankful for, the hard.

Grateful for, knowledge, gained.

Hopeful for, journey’s, next corner.

Tears, ah, they stream, now, today.

Tears of, appreciation, for disappointment.

Thankful for, disappointment.

Grateful for, knowledge gained, from being disappointed seemingly.

Hopeful for, journey’s, next bend.

Yes, tears were my meat, yesterday.

Ah, today, joy has been, my bread.

I am satisfied, with both hard and disappointment.

I am unsatisfied, with any scrap of timidity in doing what is needed, what is right, what is just.

I choose to.

I have to.

I must.

I shall.

I will.

I do.

tearfully,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

Note: Disappointment visits us all. Triumphant folk simply REFUSE to entertain it for long. Victorious folk use the fuel, of disappointment to fuel his/her/their relentless pursuit of excellence. Be encouraged.

Ehem, you KNOW the drill by now. Sheesh:

I love you.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

Love someone.

Start with you.

Let me know how you are doing. I mean it. Don’t make me break out in song. I will do it, people!🎤🥰

Free: Universe let me soar!

Me: Universe let me soar!

Universe: Where would you like to go?

Me: Everywhere!

Universe: Let’s go…

Beloveds, your sights have been set much too low! Get about getting about it! The Universe is waiting on YOU! This is not a pep talk. This is a mandate, from The Universe, to get that:

Dream. Home. Relationship. Peace. Joy. Friendship. Fellowship. Destiny.

Notice, money was not mentioned. Hard will meet you. No matter. Go. Hard is only producing diamonds, in your shoes, as you walk.

Go on. You CAN. You WILL. I go with you.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Do you REALLY need one after THAT!? Smh.

Free: God, let me, fly!

Me: God, let me fly!

God: Fly!

Me: How can I fly when finances, or lack thereof, are keeping me down?!

God: I gave you what you need. Fly, beloved.

Me: All I have is this old voice, in this broken down body, speaking from an old/dated balcony.

God: MORE than enough! Fly! The Universe is calling. The world is waiting for YOU. Go now. Fly!

Me: I shall try.

God: Bet!

*Cassandra takes a leap of faith, opens her 🚪 door, stands on her balcony and says*:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Fly, beloveds. Right where you are. YOU are the very miracle you have been praying for.

Go! – Part II

Go! – Part II https://www.instagram.com/reel/CwEzuwlof90/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

Go!

Life is short.

No time to waste, beloveds.

The rest of your life is waiting for you. Get gone!

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Hold on: Vertigo.

Having vertigo is a pain.

Navigating a world that feels like an appears to be spinning, when it’s not, is a pain.

Yet, life is good. I pray, for healing. I keep it, moving.

Why mention this?

To encourage folk to keep on keeping on. Even when their world appears to be spinning.

Yes, it’s a pain forever hoping, dreaming, trying to move the seeming immovable objects and forces.

It’s in the TRY, where we grow. The spinning is just the test and trial.

We SHALL, beloveds, keep on spinning those diamonds, in our shoes, as we keep moving:

Forward.

Upward.

Onward.

Be encouraged.

Be an encouragement to someone else.

Helping someone remove a pebble, from their mountain also removes a pebble from yours!

The high heat and humidity apparently makes this vertigo lose it’s mind, at times. Sheeeesh.

I have determined to be determined and encourage as many folks as I can when I am the most discouraged and disappointed. Thus, here I am:

Discouraged.

Disheartened.

Determined.

I have been ssssooooooooooooo angry with ME for not knowing HOW so I can know what to DO.

Ack, Cassandra!

*stamps foot*

Think I shall work this frustration off organizing something, somewhere. Crap!!

Okay, so lemme find some encouraging words somewhere before I frustrate us all…

brb,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Hold in. Even as the world turns…

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