Love said it’s not too late for me.

Love: It’s not too late.

Me: Not too late for what?

Love: For you.

Me: For me to what?

Love: To find love. For love to find you.

Me: Yes it is. I told 55 it’s okay, though. I give love. I’ll make that enough.

Love: Is that enough, beloved?

Me: I dare not ask.

Love: Why not?

Me: What if love never comes to find me? What a fool I would be then. No way shall I be a fool for love.

Love: It’s not too late. Ask. Love shall come for you.

Me: I have been asking for such a long time. So long, in fact, I have stopped asking. I have stopped waiting.

Love: What if I have been the one asking? The one waiting? For you to BELIEVE?

Me: Hmmm.

Love: What are you waiting for?

Me: For You to come find me.

Love: Again, beloved, what if I have been the one waiting for YOU?

Me: Ah.

Love: Aha!

asking for love,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep asking for love. Perhaps, Love has been waiting for you. Let’s go. We got some living to do, eh, beloveds?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Will you anyway?

If fame can not be found at your rainbow’s end…

Will you anyway?

If you will lose no matter how hard you try…

Will you anyway?

If recognition and accolades do not accompany your dreams…

Will you anyway?

If accomplishing your dreams causes you to end up at the back of the line…

Will you anyway?

If bringing your goals into the light causes others to walk away…

Will you anyway?

If His Gain ends up being your loss…

Will you anyway?

If The Universe says you won’t be understood if you stand your ground…

Will you anyway?

If Life says you will have to keep holding the door for others for the foreseeable future…

Will you anyway?

Anyone can do anything for any length of time when knowing things will work out for THEIR good.

What if God/Life/The Universe asks you to give even if it will never be for your good? Or, for the good of those you care for?

Will you anyway?

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: God asked these things of me. Whew! What was my answer? Ah. Aha! What of yours, beloveds? Will you anyway? Your answers may surprise you. And, don’t judge yourself too harshly if surprised by your HONEST answers. God knew before He asked you. Just needing you to know…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Run: You CAN. You WILL!

Keep going, beloveds!

You CAN.

You WILL!

If you are reading these words, you HAVE!

I know, the way, has been hard.

Still.

Yet, something, deep inside, is compelling you to:

Keep going.

Keep trying.

Keep hoping.

Keep reaching.

Keep loving.

Keep living.

Go.

Go on, now.

God/Life/Universe ain’t done with you, yet.

Don’t worry, about how long you are taking.

Don’t concern, yourself with the mistakes, mishaps, missteps, along the way.

Don’t bother, being bothered, by the things which seem to so easily beset you and set you back.

This isn’t a pep talk, beloveds. Lift up your head and see how far you have come!

You could have quit, long time ago. Many, already have. Yet, SOMETHING just won’t allow you to give up. Not, just yet.

Everything in you wants to run.

It’s not yet time, to run.

That’s okay.

Your heart is being strengthened.

Your mind is being transformed.

Your spirit is being renewed.

Your soul is being fed.

It shall take ALL of you, to run.

As one.

Together.

Free.

To live, to move, and to have your being.

Be encouraged, beloveds.

You CAN.

You WILL.

You have to. The world needs you. Besides, you owe it to yourself. What in the fresh hell are you waiting for?!

running with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Run: You WILL!

Reality has been punching me in the face.

For weeks.

For weeks, I’m telling ya!

Ow!!

So much so I told The Universe to kick rocks!

I’m tired!

Help me or leave me alone already!!!!

*stamps foot*

😳

πŸ₯΅

🀯

Unfortunately, for me, my try has NO interest in excuses. My try keeps telling me to:

Shut it!

Keep it moving!

So bloody what?!

Kinda hard to argue with try.

My try keeps telling me I WILL.

So, I shall keep trying.

Crap!

*pout*

running anyway,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep going, beloveds. You can do it. You can. If I have to, you do as well.πŸ˜³πŸ˜­πŸ˜‚πŸ€£πŸ‘’πŸ™ŒπŸπŸ”₯

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Run: You CAN.

“You are not being πŸ’―.”

That’s what a friend told me once.

I hadn’t been. Not with her. Not with God. Not with life. Not with me.

Especially with me. I ran myself ragged. I worked myself half to death. I put my needs to the back. I burned the candle at both ends AND in the middle.

Why?

In part, because I was raised to do so. Without questioning. In part, because I was paying rent to a world who I thought didn’t need just me.

God never asked me to do this. Life never asked me to do this. The Universe was forever trying to stop me from doing this.

It took a TRUE friend to love me enough to say:

“You are not being πŸ’―”.

Are you being πŸ’―, beloveds?

πŸ’― with:

You?

God?

Life?

The Universe?

Family?

Friends?

Take stock/inventory:

Health – body, mind, soul, spirit.

Home.

Job.

You have to know where you are, so you can find out, where you are.

Be brutal.

Be ruthless.

Snatch away EVERY excuse.

Stand before yourself.

Naked, but NOT ashamed.

This is NOT a time to berate you. You are simply being, a clinician. An investigator, who is looking for clues, at the scene. A restorator. A repairer, of the breach.

Once you have done this, it’s time to run.

Not! πŸ›‘

It’s time to rest.

Catch a breath.

Breathe.

Deep.

Be patient.

With you.

Then, run!

Your future awaits.

running with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Heart β™₯ check Friday: I’m okay.

How’s your heart β™₯, beloveds?

It’s Friday.

Rest Day.

Time to take some time.

For you.

Repeat after me:

I’m okay.

Then, rest.

Rinse.

Repeat.

What of tomorrow?

How should I know? I’m living my now.

I suggest you do the same.

resting with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: In case no one 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!

Real talk: Get what you need so you can get what you need.

You can’t afford NOT to get what you need.

Take, stock.

Take, inventory.

Take, time.

Inside.

Outside.

What do you NEED to succeed?

What changes can you make, right now, to move closer to your goals/dreams.

Get up, earlier.

Go to bed, earlier.

Start, earlier.

Don’t wait to ‘Feel like it’. Oftentimes, you won’t FEEL like making it do what it do. The bed seems like such a wondrous oasis of ‘I’ll get to it in a few minutes’.

Don’t worry yourself about how much you have or have not done. Just DO something. The mere fact of ACTION will help your act right get and keep some act right.

It takes time. The first time, I tried to get up early, I wanted to cry, toss the alarm over the rail and whined and complained, er, talked gently to God, Life and The Universe, about WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!!

Soon, I found myself waking BEFORE the alarm. Now, I have so much accomplished before 8 am. I work after 10 so have plenty of time to take a quick nap.

This is how I USED to respond:

Day: It’s time to get up, Cassandra. Let’s be about being about it.

Me: YOU can be about your day. Me and night still have some sleeping, er, talking to do.

Dreams: Time to get up, Cassandra, so we can bring me into the real world.

Me: I’m waiting on God, Life, and The Universe to show me HOW.

God: Try.

Me: I don’t know HOW.

Now, I get up.

Now, I try.

Now, I hope.

Now, I dream.

Now, I dare.

Now, I do.

Now, I…

Ah.

Aha!

Now, I get what I need so I can get what I need…lol.

It’s important to keep asking for what we need.

It’s imperative to keep giving ourselves what we need.

It’s crucial to RECEIVE what we need. From whom? Ah! Great question! Keep asking.

getting what I need,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. You CAN. You WILL.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I think I’m okay. Now.

I think I’m okay.

Now.

Maybe I should say, I think I am okay, now.

There’s a world of difference in the two.

ONLY those who have been, or are going through,  their own version of what in the fresh hell is THIS will know of which I speaketh.

Yikes!

Whew!

What the what the?!!

Hard has been especially hard. And, I mean hhhaaarrrrrrdddddd!πŸ€―πŸ˜³πŸ˜³πŸ˜΅β€πŸ’«πŸ₯΅

Shout out to my wombie who has had the unfortunate task of dragging me all up on The Father’s Lap.

Circumstances, or lack thereof, tipped me over reliving when my job was displaced and I only had 60 days to move etc. I didn’t realize it until wombie reminded me I has gone through much worse things then right now.

On top of financial Armageddon and some health what the world, life tossed a hand grenade on a relationship more dear to me than I can describe. I am still tore up about it. Still! Crap!…*stamps foot*

I haven’t been able to work. Which is creating its own brand of financial Armageddon. One in which I am blaming myself now.

I tell myself I should be over grieving now.

I tell myself I should be able to suck it up and work now.

I tell myself I should be able to sleep now.

I tell myself I should be able to be about being about it now.

I tell myself I should be able to πŸ§—β€β™€οΈ climb this extreme hard now.

Yet, none of those things were true.

I found old foes shame and embarrassment rearing old heads and moving in. They brought terror and lamentation with them.

I was too afraid to tell them to go. I was too embarrassed to climb on The Father’s Lap. I was too ashamed I would see disappointment in His Eyes. There was too much disappointment, in mine, to take the chance.

Shame thought this was extremely funny. Shame told me I should be ashamed of myself because of my fear.

“Weakling!”

“Idiot!”

“God is a li…”

*Cassandra stood over shame, 🀜 all up in shame face, and laughed*

Ha! Don’t you EVER!

It’s okay to doubt ME, I told shame. But, don’t you EVER speak on My Father’s Honor or His Love for ME!

I think I’m okay.

Now.

At least, I have been able to get out of bed.

At least, I can maybe do the day.

Maybe.

At least, I shall try.

Ah.

Aha!

Perhaps it’s all He has been waiting for.

trying today I think,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I just wanted to shout out to all who are living a life of quiet despair, er, desperation at the moment. This time WILL pass. Until it does, be as good to yourself as you can. Don’t add kicking your own arse to the storm.

Rest as best you can.

Share your heart, your hurt with someone. And, you can’t say you don’t have anyone if you can see these words.

We SHALL get through this. The super hard time I went through, back THEN…well, it’s helping me through my NOW.

THIS time, beloveds, is only building our faith muscles to help us with future what in the fresh hell is THIS. πŸ₯°πŸ’―🀣

Yea, I think I’m okay. Now. Be encouraged.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Ah, God. Why You keep bothering me?

Ah, God.

Ow!

Why You keep bothering me?

Why do You keep tempting me to go on up higher?

You know I can’t reach that high!

I’m scared of heights, God.

I’m afraid I will fall and hurt myself.

Ah, God.

Stop tugging on my heart.

Let her sleep.

Ah, God.

Why do You chase me even in my dreams?!

You must be mistaken.

This me does not know how.

This me has known so much disappointment.

Ah, God. Why You keep bothering me?

asking for a friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Ah, God. I don’t know how. Oh, God. Life hurts. Ow, God. My dreams keep hiding their face from me. What do I do with me now?

Hang in there, beloveds. At your lowest moment, KNOW you are NOT alone. Things WILL get better.

Climb on The Father’s Lap. Yell at Him, if need be. Cry if you want. Be quiet if you want. Just get on up there and tell Him life is picking on you.

You have NOTHING to be ashamed of. You have tried. Let your try be enough. The outcome is not for us to do. Just be.

I have let bills scare the hell out of me this past week. Think I will tell fear to shut up. Who is with me?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

My why said hey.

Why: Hey.

Me: What do you want now?

Why: We got thangs to do!

Me: Why now? Why me? Why in fresh hell won’t you leave me be?!

Why: My! Feisty are we?

Me: What do you want now? You have messed up a perfectly delicious and boring day. What do you want?

Why: I need you to keep being you.

Me: Why though? Why ME?! Can’t you see that I am old/broke/black/female/loud and fifty million other things the world apparently neither sees, nor needs?

Why: What do they know? Let’s go! We got thangs to do!

Me: Geeeeeeezzz!

Why: πŸ₯°πŸ€£

apparently doing thangs with my why,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: 🀣. Beloveds, I write theeeeeeee most ridiculous things. In my opinion. I don’t know anyone else ridiculous enough to get into an argument with their why. Let alone be goofy enough to share such foolishness with the world.πŸ₯°πŸ˜…πŸ€£

Keep being you, beloveds. Ridiculous and all. Don’t worry about being judged. You shall be. So what? There are oodles of folk waiting for your particular brand of stupid and foolishness.  Keep sharing the whole of you. So shall I. I love me some you. As does He.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!