Ah, life.
Thanks for being sooooooooooooo hard, lately.
You have forced me to:
Fight for my dreams.
Speak to The Universe.
Be honest with God.
Face my fears.
Admit my sad.
Because of that, I have been able to BE:
Honest.
Afraid.
Sad.
Because of THAT:
I am free!
I am me!
Ah.
Aha!
free and sad no more,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Am enjoying my birthday weekend, still. Have paused enough to give you a slice of cheesecake and some:
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being… YOU
Ah, God.
Thank YOU for wiping MY day and remaking Your Way.
I used to get mad at You.
For:
Not letting me have my way.
Not answering my every prayer.
Not keeping me from the messes I made.
Not leaving mom here.
Leaving me here without mom.
Telling me I could when I was sure I could/would not.
Not showing me how.
Forcing me to get to know me.
Ah, God.
I am grateful for:
The hard.
Your Silence when I craved your voice alone.
Leaving me alone when I was desperate for company.
Ah, God.
I apologize for:
Not believing You when You said I could.
Not believing enough in my try.
Not believing I could.
Ah, God.
I believe…
I will try.
Ah.
Aha!
believing in me,
Cassandra aka 25 and holding…
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: To be continued…
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being… YOU
Don’t be afraid of change.
Don’t be afraid to make mistakes.
You are not a mistake.
Your dreams are worthy.
You are enough.
Tell yourself these things, beloveds, when the world tries to dismiss you. Don’t agree with the world. The world has no idea how mighty you are. The world shall find out soon!
When life takes you in an unexpected direction, enjoy the journey.
Life is short. Enjoy your day. All of it. Squeeze out every ounce of joy you can find. Make some room for newness in your life. Don’t be afraid to be deliciously vulnerable. Don’t be afraid to admit when you are afraid.
Keep going.
We got thangs to do.
doing thangs,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You CAN. You WILL. You are loved. You are NOT alone. Keep on being… YOU
Ow, God!
Oh, God!
Whew!
God has been squeezing me like toothpaste!
All day.
ALL day.
Asking me to:
Feel.
Feel?
Feel!
Dammit.
I don’t have time to feel. I just want to be there, already. Where ever the heck The Universe has been cajoling me to!
Ow!
Being asked to look into me has been:
Discombobulating.
Interesting.
Horrifyingly interesting and discombobulating.
I am thankful. I have been able to be vulnerable and safe and ooey and gooey.
Life is short. I have been feeling the winds of change all up in my hind end😂.
Don’t be afraid, beloveds, when your heart says ow, as The Universe stretches you and enlarges your borders.
Don’t hide. Let folk in. Let folk love you IN REAL TIME.
Stop feeling like your feelings are a burden. They are not. YOU are NOT a burden, beloveds. It can be hard not to feel like one.
I’m going to admit to something I had never thought about until just now:
I have spent the majority of my life ministering to the world. Instead of living my life and enjoying it.
Yes, I enjoy encouraging folk.
Yes, I enjoy helping folk.
Yes, I enjoy supporting folk.
Yet, I don’t know that I have allowed folk to encourage, help, support and love me IN REAL TIME.
No more, God said. It’s time, beloveds, for us to take down all the walls that keep us from experiencing life and love. I am on Day 1 of that.
How about you?
living in real time,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: It’s time.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being… YOU
Vulnerable!
Naked!
Exposed!
Whew!
The closer I get to 55, the more vulnerable, naked and exposed I feel!
Yikes!
Delicious!
I want to:
Run.
Hide.
From:
Me.
Me?
Me!
This vulnerable me, is ready to take on the world. Leaving me, Cassandra, shakened AND stirred. Alive. Wondering. Wanting.
I used to be afraid to want. I was always afraid The Universe would say no or make me feel like a fool for wanting at all.
I used to be afraid.
I used to.
Ah.
Aha!
I am no longer fearful of being afraid. Of failing. Of failure.
Peace looks good on me!
Too many folk are running around trying to be ‘happy’ all the time. What does that even mean? For most, it means they want the world to be a butler and doing EVERYTHING for them. Ha!
I am vulnerable.
I am naked.
I am exposed.
Delicious!
deliciously vulnerable,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: 55 is almost here! What will she bring?!🥰
Remember:
You are loved and you are not alone.
Losing, hurts.
Losing, helps one, keep perspective.
Losing, helps one, find perspective.
Losing, can help you find your way.
Losing, can help you let go.
Losing, can help you win.
It all depends on what you have lost:
Hope?
Fear?
Joy?
Doubt?
When you lose, take heart. Your greatest victories, often come on the heels of, your worst defeats.
Don’t lose, heart. Don’t lose, hope, when you lose.
It’s all in your perspective.
There is often addition, by subtraction. I am most grateful for the things God said no to, then some of the yes’.
Hold things, loosely. Leave the important things, in God’s Hands. They will be safe there.
As for the rest? The things you truly need, The Universe shall make sure you have!
Be encouraged. Embrace the day and all you may lose/gain, within it.
winning with you,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Me.
Me!
ME!
Unapologetically.
Loud.
Proud.
To be.
Me.
Beloveds, don’t allow this world to silence YOUR voice. Do NOT, be ashamed of how you were made. You are! Period.
STOP, trying to fit in places where you were never meant to fit into!
You were meant to:
Stir, things up.
Turn things, upside down.
Right, wrongs.
Change, the status quo.
Be, outspoken.
Be, quiet.
Be, still.
BE!
The reason you feel different, is because YOU ARE DIFFERENT!
Being different, is not bad. It’s just…*shrug*…different.
You are loud.
So what?
You are quiet.
So what?
You are. as you are!
Be that!
Be YOU!
Unapologetically.
You can’t do, my, me. I can’t do, your, you.
Enough!
No more living your life, with apologies for taking up space/air.
Breathe.
Live.
Do, you.
Those who are not for you, can’t breathe your air. Eagles, dontcha know, SOAR. Those bad boys be all up in them clouds! Get on up there, beloveds!
STOP living your life, walking among chickens. I love eating, chicken. I have ZERO plans of walking among them! Chickens, you see, are folk who spend their lives hiding. They spend their days, criticizing others, for living lives, they long/wish they could live!
Come on, beloveds, we got thangs to do!
No matter what.
No matter who.
We shall, in fact, we WILL, continue to live our lives, unapologetically, won’t we?
living unapologetically,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Okay, really? Get to living, beloveds. We got thangs, to do!
I love you.
So, does He.
You are NOT alone.
Repeat me after me:
I can.
Nuff said.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: THE most important weapon we have, beloveds, is our CHOICE. Either we will, or we won’t. Either we shall try, or we won’t. Either we will do, or we wont. We will either say, we can, or we can’t.
Repeat after me:
I can.
Now, get on out there and try. What if you fail? So what! Get up, and do it again. And, again, if needed. And, again, STILL. Until when? Until the darned thing is done. Or, until you are no more. Rinse. Repeat. Easy Peasie. Remember you are loved and not alone so how can you NOT succeed?
One step.
One step.
One step.
Things end.
ALL things.
Hard things.
Wonderful things.
Us humans, sometimes goofs that we are, do our level best to hold onto things. We, regret. We, lament. We try to, recreate a wonderful event/happening/moment.
We stay, in relationships, which no longer serve us or them. We stay, in jobs, where we needed to have left, long time ago. We stay, in places, in situations, in situations, that have long sinced, serve their/it’s purpose.
Time to move on, beloveds. We have thangs, to do. We have life, to LIVE.
Endings are but another beginning.
Movies, end.
Books, ends.
Our story, sooner or later, shall end.
HOW shall we leave our story, dear reader? WHAT shall be, our legacy? WHEN, will it be okay, to just BE?
It’s time, yea OUR TIME, to live, to move, to have our being. In, freedom. With, thanksgiving. Life is short. So, short. Let the endings, end! We gots thangs, to do!
Time, to bring closure, to those things which have ended. Ah, let them go! We gots some thangs, to do!
Believe/know/recognize new things have new things to teach us. Yes, beloveds, we got some thangs, to do!
Come on, let’s go. We got some growing, to do!
Get moving, step forward. We got some lovin’, to do!
Close, the door. We got thangs, to do!
Open, your heart. We got thangs, to do!
doing them thangs,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: ALL things, end. Let it end…
Remember:
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
We made it!
Whew!!
lol.
The more things change, the more they stay the same, it seems. We try. We fail. Rinse. Repeat. Smh.
Summer is over. I wonder what happened to it. I wonder what happened to me, in it.
I’m tired. Have said these two words ALL year!
My birthday is next Friday!😳. 55. 55?!!
A long time to have waited, for these stupid dreams of mine, to GET HERE ALREADY!!
Just thinking about them makes me want to take to my bed. I want to be angry with them. Life would have been so much easier without these stupid dreams forever hollering in my ear!
*stamps foot*
Huh?
I’m supposed to be encouraging you?
Hhmmm.
*Cassandra scrounges ’round, in her tired heart, looking for some encouragement.*
*shrug*
All I could find were some shrugs, some tired, some sad, and some what the fresh hell is taking so long.
*shrug*
See?
That’s okay. I’m content. Even now. Even frustrated and sad. Am not sad so much as tired.
I think I hear a cup of coffee calling me. I have done my work. It’s time to rest.
Time for you to rest, as well.
I’m looking forward to the next 55 years. Yikes!🤣🥰
Be encouraged. Thanksgiving will be here, soon. Be thankful, now, for your life. Don’t forget:
You are more than, what you do.
Your value comes simply from, your birth.
There is NOTHING you need to add, to you, to make you more lovable. You are loved. You are altogether lovely!
You are special, right now, messed up, messes, and all.😉😘
Take care. Love someone. Start with you.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
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