Category: Hobbies

The quiet is not so quiet.

The quiet is not so quiet.

Is the quiet mocks me.

The quiet asks me where is my symphony.

I don’t know, I reply.

The quiet asked me where is my song.

I know not, I say.

The quiet asks me what will I do with the silence.

I shall rejoice.

I shall sing.

Here.

Now.

In the silence.

I shall listen to all that the quiet shall say to me.

Be still.

Listen.

The quiet is not so quiet.

listening,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Don’t be afraid when life gets quiet. This is when life speaks the loudest. Speak. We are listening…

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

Thank(ful).

I am thankful, today.

I thought today, the day before Thanksgiving, would be super hard.

I thought I would be:

Sad.

Melancholy.

Wistful.

I find myself:

Thankful.

Grateful.

Hopeful.

Yes, I miss mom. Yet, not. She is with me. Just in another place then me. Yet, with me. Still.

Ah, mom.

I am tickled, thinking of all the dumb conversations we had. I loved saying super dumb things to make her laugh. Her laugh was as ridiculous as mine.

Ah, mom.

Life is good, beloveds. Be encouraged. Remember loved ones. Embrace the moments and memories shared. Make new ones, in a new way.

Ah, beloveds. Be encouraged. I am thankful, for each and every one of you. Newbies AND old-bies(okay Britta?..lol). I enjoy praying for you and wondering what the world you are up to in your corner of the world.

Yall are soooooooooooooooooooo special. Stop hiding your hearts from the world! The world needs YOU. Don’t worry if you will be loved back. YOU go the 100%. God/Life/The Universe will meet you the rest of the way. You SHALL be loved. Be sure to love you some YOU. Stop waiting for others to fill your bucket. Get to filling yours and the rest SHALL be added unto you.

forever grateful/thank(ful),

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Smh. I can NOT believe yall still here waiting for a note. Off with you! We got thangs to do. Geeeeeeeeeeeeeez. Since you still here, Valencia AND Silent Knight…hehe…

*Cassandra tosses some water balloons and tears out of the room…hehe…*

Don’t be afraid of your lonely.

I have been lonely lately. I don’t know why. Normally I enjoy being alone.

I am learning to sit with my lonely and talk to her. I ask her why she is lonely. I asked her what she would like to do with her life. I ask her what she needs from me.

She sighs.

She looks at me in a longing way.

I don’t know what she longs for.

I don’t know what my heart is longing for right now.

I used to be afraid of feeling such as this. I turned the noise up loud so as not to hear feelings like this.

Now I sit.

Now I listen.

Lonely has been awfully loud lately.

I think I shall take lonely and go sit with The Universe. I shall ask The Universe to speak with lonely.

It would be easy if I could work my way out of lonely. I have tried. It hasn’t work. Lonely obviously has something it wishes to say to me. I shall listen.

listening to my lonely,

Cassandra,

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Listen to your lonely. Don’t fill the space with distraction or other people. Sometimes, your heart needs to speak to and be with just you. Many are terrified of themselves. Don’t be, beloveds.

Don’t be ashamed of who you are. Don’t be ashamed of where you are. If you have been or done some not so nice things, forgive yourself. Make things right, if you can. Ask forgiveness then begin again. Stop shaming yourself for things you were ashamed of doing.

God loves you when you are loving. God loves you when you have been not so much. He loved you. Period. Let yourself out of the jail you have placed yourself in. You hurt. So, you hurt someone else. Unfortunate.

Be encouraged. We are NOT our mistakes. We are NOT our pain. You do yourself a disservice when you lock away your heart. Let folk in. Begin again. Okay? Asking for A Friend.

Remember:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

You are not alone.

You are not alone.

Someone is.

Love them.

Nuff said.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Someone needs to hear they are not alone. Maybe that someone was you, today. Love somebody. Be encouraged. I have been telling folks to be encouraged for more than thirty years. A long time. I have to tell myself that often. Fighting for dreams can be discouraging. This has been an awfully discouraging year and a lonely one for me for some reason.

We only get this one life. I don’t think folk understand this. If so, they probably wouldn’t be acting the way that they are. I am so earnest when I write because I hope to catch a few before it’s too late and they run out of time. Ah…

Don’t argue with tired.

Don’t argue what tired. Tired will have you thinking life is just too much. Tired will have you thinking that’s okay to quit. Tired will have you believing you won’t win.

Tired wanted to stay in bed. Tired gave me a million reasons why I should stay in bed. I told tired to shut up and go make us some coffee.

Don’t argue with tired. Make tired stay in the fight. Make tired keep trying. Make tired work for you.

Don’t argue with tired. We got things to do.

dragging tired into the shower,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Lazy and tired are pouting. That refused to let them stay in bed. They are currently doing the laundry.

Don’t let your lazy entire let you take the easy way out. Keep going. You can. You will. Remember, there’s only one you. You are priceless. You are precious. You are needed. You are loved. Keep taking things one step at a time.

Improve.

Improve.

Your try.

Improve.

Your mind.

Improve.

Your work.

Improve.

Your care.

How?

Try.

Think.

Work.

Care.

Seems like folk are looking to and waiting for others to tell them how to think/feel/do. Make your own decisions. Think for yourself.

You will make mistakes? So what? That’s what happens when you make decisions. You will also succeed. In any event, fail from the choices you make and not from the choices of others.

Last weekend training I had a partner. This coming week, I will flop on my own. It’s part of the training. It’s part of the growing. It’s part of life. I will try. I will improve. How about you?

improving,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Improve.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

Heart ❤️ check Monday on Sunday.

Ah, Sunday.

We greet you. We shall enjoy YOU.

We promise to enjoy you, ALL day.

We shall NOT fret about your fellow mate, Monday. We shall greet Monday, on it’s day.

We promise not to tote tomorrow’s worry, into today.

We promise not to worry about the coming of Monday. Ah, Monday, we shall enjoy you when you get here. You will have much to say and show us.

How is your heart, beloveds? Well, I am hoping. If not, what’s the matter? Talk to someone. Don’t dismiss your heart and concerns. If it’s important to you, it’s important to The Universe.

Enjoy your day. Embrace the life you have. It’s yours. You only get the one. Our time is finite. That’s fine. Enough time to love someone. Starting with you.

Be encouraged.

Ah, beloveds, you on my mind today, early, as ever and always. Why? Why not you? I love you. Loving you for A Friend…

hopeful,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: What are you doing here still? Get to loving on this world. All hands on deck people!😍🥰

Love: Sneak attack(s).

I have love to give, beloveds.

As do you.

Before we do, we have two, which shall be nameless, who are preparing to prepare for my next sneak attack.

Ha!

NONE can withstand my cunning, my sheer brilliance, my…

Huh?

No fair!

*Cassandra wipes whipped cream from her eyes in time to see Valencia and Silent Knight diving behind the 🛋 couch.*

Fooooooooooooood Fight!!

*Cassandra snatches up some chocolate donuts setting her feet to hurl couches way.*

Hhmm. No need in wasting good 🍲 food.

*Cassandra invites all for dessert 🍰. Need to get properly fueled before shenanigans can be properly commenced.*

patiently plotting her next victims, er, move,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life has been especially hard. Work. No mom. Health. No mom. Finances. No money. No mom. Thanksgiving next week. No mom…*sigh*.

I have told insomnia and comfort eating to kick rocks. I have been doing my best to stay on schedule.

It’s important, beloveds, to understand that the especially hard times really do pass. They seem to take a forever to move on. They do. The trick is how WE choose to end up AFTER the storm has passed. Will you be:

Bitter?

Hopeful?

Faithful?

Faithless?

Loving?

Closed off?

Afraid?

Fearless?

The choice is ours. I choose love. Still. I choose joy. Still. I choose hope. Still. I choose faith. Still. Why? Mom would want me to, for one.

Also, because life can be hard/unfair but so what? Don’t get me wrong. I miss mom every second of every day. The holiday season becomes a never ending mine of trying to keep from losing mine.

That bitterly cold morning they buried mom, I thought I would never laugh again. Thought I would never hope again. Believed I would never have joy again. I have done all those things and more.

I told God, Life AND The Universe to kick 🥊rocks! I was:

Angry.

Angry!

ANGRY!!

It took a while. A loooooonnng while, beloveds, to make my way 🔙 back to life, to living, to trying, to caring.

What got me back?

God: Take out the trash, Cassandra.

The Universe: Load the dishwasher, Cassandra.

Life: Get out of bed, Cassandra.

Be encouraged. If you are currently going through, mad at the whole damned world, tired, tired of giving two hoots and wondering why you are still in the fight, fight on!

Take out the trash. Load the dishwasher. Get out of bed. Life awaits and you got thangs to do.

Speaking of which…

*Seeing that Valencia and Silent Knight has fallen for the innocent let’s have dessert ruse, Cassandra lobs a nerf ball at both and dives into the closet.*

Stay in the game, beloveds. Speaking of which, if you have any good sneak attack ideas, shoot me an email. Help me keep it moving these next days. They are super hard. Miss you mom.

here,

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: NO time. Shenanigans is hot on my tail…

I know.

Me: It’s hard.

God: I know.

Me: It hurts.

The Universe: I know.

Me: This hurts.

Life: I know.

It’s hard. It hurts. THIS hurts!!

Me: I know.

ow,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: For anyone who has lost loved ones, the holidays are often bittersweet. They are:

Hard.

Nostalgic.

Hard.

Wistful.

Hard.

Noisy.

Hard.

Joyful kinda sorta maybe almost.

Hard.

Be encouraged. Be kind to your heart. Be mindful of your feels being extra needy and feely. Do NOT dismiss your feels, or you, during this time.

It’s hard. I know. It hurts. I know. God knows. He understands. Doesn’t make the hurt, hurt less. Doesn’t make the sad, less sad. Doesn’t make the lonely, less lonely. There IS comfort. Be encouraged.

While the hard is hard, be good to you. Stay away from comfort eating and alcohol to distract you. Do healthy things such as taking a walk, getting fresh air, talking with a friend, making new friends, playing, going to a movie, reading a book, going to church, yakking with God, yelling at God for…*shrug*…you’ll find something to fuss with Him about. I hollered at Him, gently, for taking my mama.

Be good to you. Be encouraged. Take things slow during the holiday season. I allow my heart to be sad. I don’t wallow there. I move on and get on with my life. Right now, life is a bit sad missing mom…*sigh*.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Heart ♥ check Friday.

It’s Friday!

Again!

Whewwwwwwwww!

We made it!!

Just barely, in some cases, I suspect.

No matter.

Whatever!

Breathe.

Rejoice.

Rest.

What about tomorrow?

What about it?

Enjoy your today. Stop being so greedy. 😂

How is YOUR ♥ heart? Yea, yours. I know. I know. You are not used to considering you. Too busy assisting the world. Rest now. Your turn for:

Healing.

Care.

Love.

Joy.

Put down the dukes. Battle done. Open your arms and receive all the love you have won!

Receive. Give. Rinse. Repeat. Ah, beloveds, we got this…

loving me for me,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Take some of your Friday just to love on some you. Then, scrape up some courage and love someone you thought you could not. Love the one who has gotten on your LAST nerve. Go on now. Folk are hurting and lonely.