Repeat after me:
I am unique.
I am qualified.
I am uniquely qualified to handle EVERYTHING presented to/for me.
Nuff said.
Now, get out there and LIVE!
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note:
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Sad came to visit. Sad wanted to hang out a bit and commiserate about mom.
I invited sad for ☕ coffee.
Me and sad talked of sad things:
Losing mom.
Losing my job.
Losing supposed friends.
Thanksgiving alone.
Then, I presented sad with it’s cap 🧢 and sent sad on it’s way. I told sad to send joy around.
Joy stopped by for some 🎶 music and fun. Want to join us?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: It’s okay to be sad, at times. Be sad, beloveds, then keep it moving. You have too much life to live. You have too much love inside you to share. You have too much love to receive.
Open your heart and receive. In case no one has told you today: 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, beloveds. You really are much stronger than you think. You are not and have not, given yourself credit for all that you have gone through. Think about it.
In 2016, I was given 60 days to pack up and move to a state I had never lived in. I had no car, of my own. I had no place to stay. There was NO immediate housing. I had 60 days to:
Find and buy a car.
Find a place to stay.
Pack up TWO homes.
Pay to have TWO households moved to TWO different states.
Start working on September 12th whether I had found said home/car.
I did NOT think I would/could make it through THAT.
The 60 days passed. Things closed. I found a car. I found a place to stay. I began working on September 12th. I made it through THAT.
I had no friends. I had no family. I had NO idea how to process things. I had NO time to process things.
Three and a half months later, I lost mom. Early Christmas morning. I did NOT think I would/could make it through THAT.
I scraped through. Barely. Just. By a whisker. I made it through THAT.
When the tornado happened, I wondered how I would/could I make it through THAT. I am still making my way through THAT. I will make it. Some kind of way, beloveds.
There are days when I wonder WHY God left me here. Left here to barely scrape by? Left here to wonder/wander around wondering what in the fresh hell? I feel as bad as I did as when mom passed away. Heckamiah.
I say all of that to say this:
There are times, in our lives, when we have NO idea if we can or will make it. We CAN. We WILL. Take it from someone who withstood an actual tornado in her yard. GEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZ!
At my lowest, I angrily told God that He could have let me roll on out of here if I was to be left stuck in THIS!!
This:
Hell.
Unknown.
Hellatiously unknown and fearful place! I was TIRED of being afraid. I was TIRED of wondering if/how I would make it.
I’m tired. Still, I will make it through. Some kind of way. How do I know? Because, I did it before. I shall do it again! Ha!
I absolutely refuse to give up. I don’t feel very 💪 strong. So what? I have thangs to do. So do you. I got through THAT, I can get through THIS. So can you.
Let’s go…
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You are stronger than you think.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Whatcha DOIN with them there dreams of yours, beloveds?
Are you working on them?
Are you daydreaming about them?
If not, get to it. IF you can dream it, you can make it happen. Some kind of way. May not come as you thought it should/could/would. Doesn’t mean it ain’t comin’!
Get on up, beloveds. Kick to kickin’ some life hind end to get it workin’ on your behalf.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: What ARE you DOING with those dreams of yours?
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Stop!!
Stop:
Holding back.
Giving up.
Hiding.
Get on out there, beloveds. Live out your dreams. Everyday. Work towards them. Pray over them. Invest in them. Pursue them. Relentlessly. Religiously. Zealously.
Refuse to give up.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You CAN. You WILL. We have to keep it moving. Whether we feel like it or not.
Have an amazing day. This day is what YOU make it. We are NOT helpless, hapless fools. We are deliberate, hopeful ones.😆🥰🤣
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Fear, I laugh at thee.
Hard, you humor me.
Doubt, I cast thee aside.
Hope, I keep my arms open wide.
Yea, fear, I truly laugh at thee. You thought you had me!
laughing at fear,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Beloveds, fear not. Fear is nothing but a lyin’, denyin’ fool. You CAN. You WILL. Your dreams are being ripened. Keep on looking UP. Keep on moving FORWARD. Laugh at fear. Tell doubt to get out of your way. You have much too much to do to be worrying about things that will probably never happen.
You SHALL overcome all that has seemingly overcome you. Be encouraged. I am praying for us all.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
It’s comforting to know we’re much more than the mistakes we have made.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You are not alone. Even when it feels like it…
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I am learning, beloveds.
Learning that not all loss is lost.
And, losing does NOT mean that we are lost. It just means that The Universe needed to relieve us of some old things. So, we can obtain new and better things.
Us humans are a comfortable lot. We like things the way they have always been. We don’t like change. Unless it changes the way we think things should.
Ah, should. Such a maddening word. Should is forever telling us what we ‘should’ be doing or ‘should’ NOT be doing. Shut it, should!
I have had to learn to do more with much less. Much, much, much less. Who knew?
What’s more, I have learned to hold loosely to EVERYTHING save my relationship with God. That, I hold onto with all that is within me. The rest? I am enjoying what has remained. I am letting go of what has decided to leave or has been taken away.
In all this losing, beloveds, I have gained so much more peace, perseverance, tenacity, integrity, grit, laughter, foolishness and fun. I have never laughed so much at my stupidity in all of my life. I have enjoyed my mishaps. I have done some particularly, astonishingly dumb things whilst in the midst of tremendous what in the fresh hell is this ness.
I have enjoyed the super early hours I have experienced, when unable to sleep because of bills that won’t leave me alone. I have been pleased to see me getting up off the mat, after I have sworn I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo done with trying.
I have gotten a kick out of encouraging folk when all I want to do is spend the day crying my eyes out. I have laughed uproariously at my pouting when seeing my dreams waiting to be fulfilled. Ack and ow!!!
These times will end up serving me well. In the meantime, I maintain. I fight on.
Keep fighting on with me, beloveds. Laugh at your mishaps. Love someone. Starting with you.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I love you, beloveds. I am praying hard for all of us. I am asking for financial breakthroughs. I am requesting peace of mind. I am seeking a fresh bushel of hope to be distributed to all. Be sure to fill up, okay?
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Go for it!
You may lose. So what! Go for it, anyway!
Go for it!
You may end up with less/loss. So what?! Go for it, anywho!
Go for it!
You may end up ten steps backwards. So what?! Go for it, N_E-Waze!
You may end up winning the whole enchilada! You may end up in the greatest blessing of your life.
You will never know until you TRY, beloveds.
Go for it!
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Go for it! What in the fresh heckamiah are you waiting for!!!!!!????
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Give yourself permission.
Permission to heal.
Permission to care.
Permission to FEEL.
Too often, beloveds, we do not give ourselves near enough grace. We force ourselves to work well past the cut off point. We make ourselves give until we are empty. Then, we give what we don’t have. Then, we shut off our feels to the point our hearts are hurting, exhausted and weary.
Yet, we refuse to give ourselves permission to feel, to rest, to experience and to grow.
I have been angry with myself, stupidly so, for being so shaken following the tornado. Only someone who has literally had a tornado outside their door/home will even understand what I am saying here. I am thankful most have not and pray they never will.
There is something that happens to the mind, at least to MY mind, knowing I was literally a breath away from death. I am not afraid to die. That said, when a tornado comes calling, all bets are off on the ‘I’m not afraid’ thing.
I have been trying to get my comfort back, ever since. There are days when I think I have found it. Other days, I cower beneath uncertainty. I hover next to unexpected doom/dread. I tell doom/dread to go away. They leave. They return. Rinse. Repeat.
I just stopped by, beloveds, to let someone know it really IS okay to not be okay until one is okay again. I will be okay. Soon? I don’t know. Maybe if my not being okay had not cost me my job, I would be faring better. Now, I have to fight to regain my footing, whilst trying to find another gig. The most frightening time ever.
Still, this time has been no surprise for The Universe. I WILL make it through. I just have to go through this time. One step at a time. One day at a time. Often, one second at a time.
In the meantime, I am drinking lots of coffee. I am writing. I am singing badly…*shrug*. I am doing chores. Sorta. I am trying to be kinder to me and my slow getting it together self.
This has been a beautiful time, though. I have nursed the night, until it turned back into day. I have chased the dawn until it turned into tomorrow.
I have found new parts of me. I have tossed out old parts. God has given them back…hahahaha!!
I have laughed a bit. I have cried a ton.
I have lived. I AM living. Now. Here. I’m not waiting for this or that to live. I am doing my level best to enjoy my day(s). There is a gift in those things, eh? I think so.
Right now I have mood lights blinking in agreement. I have a nice cup of coffee waiting for me to finish this piece. I spent a delish few hours commiserating with my wombie.
When I finish, I think I shall gather The Father from the curb I kicked Him to, yesterday. Yea, beloveds, I told God I was DONE praying and asking for things I have been asking for every day for the past five hundred fifty million bajillon seventeen days to NO result…lol. I sowwy, Father.
Be encouraged, beloved. Give yourself permission would you please and thanks?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Cut yourself some slack. Remember, you are doing the best you know how. you will get to where you need to go. Be patient with yourself. Be patient with your circumstances. In the meantime, do the best you can to enjoy your day.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
