Category: Inspiration

Keep on loving you.

I have been finding myself hard to love lately.

I have been a hot mess.

Literally.

We are currently experiencing a heatwave that will NOT go away.

Which leaves me:

Hot.

Cantakerous.

Irritable.

Irritating.

Annoying.

To myself, let alone other folk.

I am doing my utmost to continue to love me. Even when I want to pop my own self, upside the head, for forever carrying on about how I am going to eat, let alone pay bills with no job, no money, no prospects, no this, that and the other thing…*sigh*.

I have told myself to shut up more times than I care to admit. Goodness and gravy I am sick and tired of my carrying on. It is much too hot, Cassandra! Shut it, already! Trust that all WILL be well, already!

Heckamiah Jeremiah…lol.

I am loving me. The best I can.

Keep on loving YOU, beloveds.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It’s not always easy to love ourselves. Not when we are forever doing dumb things. Or, saying stupid things. Or, getting into foolishness for no apparently GOOD reason. We are all we got so we gotsa start being better to ourselves, don’t you think?

Keep on loving you. Through your foolishness. Stop giving yourself such a hard time. Forgive yourself. This has been my DAILY mantra here lately. I keep throwing my past, in my face. I keep throwing all I have not done, in my face. I keep throwing what others have not done for me, in my face.

Then, I apologize to me and keep it moving. I am doing my best to acknowledge I have honestly done the best I can. The results I see now are what they are. I have encouraged many. Heard back from not that many. Doesn’t take away the try that I have tried. I pray these feeble words have touched a soul or two. Here or there.

If not these words, maybe tomorrow. Ah, beloveds. I shall return. Tomorrow. Hopefully. None of us are promised tomorrow. Know I gave you my all. Today. Here. Now. In case no one has told you yet today: I love you. Jesus does as well. The Father says come and visit for a spell. Asking for Your Friend(s)…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

YOU are mixed up in my why.

If you are reading this, I’m blaming YOU.

Yea, YOU, beloveds.

Why?

Because you are mixed up in my why.

Why?

Because you need to HEAR that you are loved and not alone.

Why?

Because God will NOT leave me alone and keeps reminding me to remind YOU everyday that you are loved and not alone.

Why?

The hell if I know. He has been pestering me about YOU for the whole of my life. Geeeeeez!

I used to wonder and ask why in the world I was fashioned this way. I have stopped asking. Does no good. I can’t help caring about YOU, beloveds.

Why?

Because, YOU are mixed up in my why.

Why?

You need to know YOU matter.

Yea, YOU.

Why?

Because, you have been fed the lie your life is but a small, unseen, unnecessary, unneded thing. Ha! Lies!

YOU are:

Loved more than you will EVER know. Be encouraged. You are not alone.

I am frustrated as there is so much I want to say but don’t know how to express what I feel. Except to keep repeating the same message: You ARE loved. You are NOT alone.

Take care of your heart. I am going to leave this here before I frustrate myself further with not knowing how to let you know how incredibly incredible you are.

loving folk but not know how to show them how much,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Ah, beloveds. I wish…*sigh*.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Stop laying down on your fear.

I was afraid.

WAS.

Not now. Why? I made myself get out of bed and FACE my fear(s).

I told the boogeyman, fear, we are going to get up, have coffee, and talk about all these lies it has been telling me.

I got up.

I told fear to go on ahead and take two seats.

Then, I got on about my day.

I made coffee.

I wrote.

I called my wombie.

I cried a bit.

I laughed a lot.

I allowed love in.

Now, beloveds, I could have chosen to stay in bed. Afraid. Terrified. Listening to the lies I would not recover from all the happenings which have happened upon me.

I could have chosen to blame a variety of things or folks.

I could have chosen to allow bitterness to secretly snatch my hopes, dreams and joy.

I could have chosen to dismiss my feelings and pretend I was NOT afraid.

I chose to be honest.

I WAS afraid.

I WAS dispirited.

I WAS lonely.

I WAS missing mom.

I WAS afraid I may have made a mistake.

I WAS missing mom.

I WAS missing the confident me.

I CHOSE to be honest.

With me.

With my wombie.

With God.

It helped. A lot. I was able to say the scary parts OUT LOUD. Sometimes, we just have to say the hard stuff out loud. So, we can deal with them. Or, not. It’s our choice.

Be encouraged. You CAN face the things needing to be faced. You CAN survive your happenings. You WILL experience peace. You WILL know joy. Until then, I got you. As does He.

here as best I can,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: For whomever was wondering if they matter…yea, I was talking to YOU. Be encouraged. You got this.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Enjoying me.

I’m learning how to enjoy me.

Who knew doing so would be sooooooooooooooooooooo hard?!

I don’t know how to:

Rest.

Not really. I’m like a shark: Ever moving. Thrashing about. Looking for sustenance. Somewhere. Somehow. Some kind of way.

I’m tired. Of circling. Of seeking and NOT finding.

God, in His Wisdom, saw fit to ask me to rest. For a while. For the sake of rest.

I have not been asked to save the world. I have not even been asked to try and save me. Just save some me time. To rest.

Ack.

There are moments when I find rest terribly draining. Rather, the seeking of the rest is the draining thing. One would think this would be easy. One would be wrong! At least for me.

The world tells us we are to be forever working and striving to build up a chest deep enough to sustain us for the rainy day.

What the world has NOT told us is what do we do on all the days until the ‘rainy days’ shows up. So we march on. And on. And on. And on. Until, we are broken, tired and wondering what in the holy fresh hell is all this and have we been wasting our time this entire time!!?

So I am back to trying to enjoy me.

What do I like?

What do I enjoy?

What do I want to do just for the sake of doing something I may like or enjoy?

55 keeps hollering for me to get back to the grind.

Reality keeps hollering for me to get back to the grind.

Fear keeps demanding I get back to the grind.

Doubt keeps reminding me what COULD happen if I don’t get back to the grind.

My heart says it is tired and ground up.

My empty bank account says hurry and get back to the grind.

God says to get off the grind and enjoy me.

My spirit says if I want to choose grind, make it be coffee grounds and grind my workaholic self to a standstill….hahahahahahahahahahaha! COFFEE GROUNDS!…*Cassandra thinks she is a hoot*.

I’m scared, beloveds. What if I run out of time to enjoy the time that I have? What if I choose wrong? What if I take too much time off? What if I choose the wrong steps? What if I go the wrong way? What do I do if I don’t…

Okay. Okay! I’m going!

*Cassandra gets off the grind and goes in search of some ‘enjoy’*….*Cassandra scrounges through the enjoyment bag and finds…*….hhmm.

Take care, beloveds. Enjoy your life. Just a bit.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I have been enjoying The Olympics. Simone Biles is HER! If you don’t know what that means you are NOT a sports fan…lol.

If you find yourself on an endless grind of trying to fill your bank account, take some time to take some stock to see if this is fulfilling you. Are you happy? Are you going to continue on this path forever? When are you going to choose YOU and get off the chasing things grind?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Move: In any direction.

It’s time to move, beloveds.

In any direction.

Time to stop taking stock.

Time to move.

In ANY direction.

If the step is a wrong one, Life shall redirect you.

If the step is the right one, The Universe shall cheer you forward.

If the step be an awkward one, God shall laugh with you and move forward WITH you.

Move, beloveds.

In any direction.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is waiting for you, beloveds. You do NOT have to wait for disaster to strike before you take a leap of faith. I have taken many. Just not in the one truly needed to change my financial future. I have been allowing ‘just enough’ to keep me from seeking the amazing.

This stupid tornado forced me to make the decision to continue to burn myself out, whilst earning nowhere near enough. Or, to choose me and bet on my try and God’s Ability to help me make an amazing successful future for ME. Whilst encouraging others.

Months before the tornado happened, God began asking me some tough questions. I started writing many pieces, on these tough questions. They are still waiting for me to finish. I have been stalking them, slowly. Sneakingly. Worryingly. Pensively. Wonderingly.

Why? Because many of the answers, I fear, are answers I am going to fear hearing. After hearing, you see, action may be needed. I won’t have excuses, once questions have been answered. Now I can say “I didn’t know”.

I am ready to start answering His Questions. You shall be witness to my foolishness. Or growth. Or tantrums. Or all of the above.

In the meantime, move. In any direction. Take fear with you if you must. Just go. Life is waiting for you. The Universe is waiting to help you. There are oodles of folk out there who have been waiting all their lives to meet and love you. Get going now. What you still doing here? Since you are, let’s have a cup of coffee.

In case no one has told you: I love you. So does He.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

What are you counting?

What are you counting?

Days?

Minutes?

Money?

Possessions?

Memories?

Moments?

Monuments?

Trophies?

Slights?

Friends?

Enemies?

What are you counting on?

What are you counting down?

The bible says where a man’s treasure is THERE his heart will be also. In plain language:

What do you value most?

What do you cherish most?

What are you chasing most?

Life is short.

If your answers are pointing towards things that are not or will not edify you or others, you may wish to recalculate and recalibrate. Life is short.

What are you counting?

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I’m doing my best to count those things that will serve as many as I can in the time I have left. I’m doing my best to count those things which will help me to rest and to grow. How ’bout you?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Awakening.

Something is awakening.

From deep inside.

Dare I wake her?

Is it safer to leave her sleeping?

She stirs.

I am moved.

Shall I move?

She stirs.

I grow still.

She looks at me.

I stare at her.

Something is awakening.

From deep inside.

She knocks.

I answer.

Here goes nothing.

To be continued?

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I feel at the precipice. Of what, I know not. I am ready. I think. Ah, God. Catch me…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

How can I?

How can I?

Be 55 and feel as though I am 20?

How can I?

Be on the edge of disaster and feel on the precipice of a miracle?

How can I?

See impending doom and experience profound serenity?

How can I?

Sense the end of everything but the beginning of all?

How can I?

Have forgotten all I have learned and remembered the slightest details?

How can I?

How can I not?

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Ah, God. How can I have lost sight of Your Love for me because of a tornado and loss of a job? I am humbled. How can I? Asking for me. Finally. At last…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Ask yourself.

Ask yourself:

Why NOT me?

Why NOT now?

Why NOT this?

Why NOT this way?

Now, beloveds, get out there and DO.

YOUR way.

With YOUR try.

How YOU say.

You CAN.

You WILL.

rooting for you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You can do this, beloveds. You can. I know. The way has been hard. That’s okay. You will make it. How do I know? Because you have been promised. Be encouraged. Go on, now. Life is short.

Take your fears with you, if you must. Go, though, you must. Asking for A Friend.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

This is going to be an AMAZING Monday!

Repeat after me:

This is going to be an AMAZING Monday!

Now, get on out there and make this an AMAZING Monday!

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Today will be what YOU make it. YOU choose. Configure an outstandingly, amazingly, spectactulously AMAZING Monday!

Do NOT take, last week’s worries, into today. Do NOT take, last year’s fears, into today. Be sure to take plenty of hope with you. Add a smidge of irony and get after it. Remember, you got thangs to do. Speaking of doing, I hear a cup of coffee calling. Who is up for a cup?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!