I keep reminding my age of this. I keep reminding my try of this.
I can.
I want to.
I will.
Some kind of way.
What shall YOU do, beloveds?
You can, you know?
Try. Just try.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Everything around me tells me all is hopeless. Ha, I reply back! I can. I can do something. The something may be small. Yet, ONE spark can 🔥 burn down a forest!
Use your spark to change things. Starting with you. Today may be the day the world opens itself for you. In the meantime, open yourself to all life has to offer.
The best is yet to come for us. Wait for it. Be patient. Be joyful. Life is as we are making it. I am making my days glorious. How about you?
I’m restless. Not in a bad way. Expectant. Hopeful. Wondering. My mind wonders to places unknown. I want to go. I want to stay. Here. In my now. I am old. Still, I feel young at heart.
The stillness is like a song. It calls to me. To be. Still. Something is stirring. Deep inside.
This is what I texted my poor wombie in the middle of the night. 😂
In my defense, beloveds, I AM restless. Yet, not in a bad way. A thoughtful way, perhaps. A growing way, most definitely.
I happened upon a series called “From Inmate to Roommate” where near strangers accept newly released folk from prison.
They are part of an experimental program to cut down the recidivism rate. Both sides want things to be successful. Both sides appear to have set each up for failure.
The newly released want to roam completely free. The welcoming parties want the former inmates to be cautious.
Both, well intentioned. Neither side is able to see the viewpoint of the other. I hurt for them all.
All sides coming from a hopeful place. Neither side has the lived experience of the other. No one hears. All grow angry/misunderstood.
I find myself feeling like the newly released. I also feel like the party trying to welcome newness, yet potential danger, into my life.
My world is completely different. This has made ME different. There are times when I long for the old me. The old me knew what to do. Okay, she didn’t. The old me knew how to pretend all was well.
This new me will not and does not suffer fools or foolishness lightly. She nearly died in the 🌪 tornado.
I have been restless since the winds died down outside. Truthfully, the winds have ceased to quiet from within ME.
Ah, God. What do I DO with me now?
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: This piece is for the restless hearts out there. Be still. God knows. God sees. Even for the unbelievers out there. I pray for unbelievers the most.
Be encouraged. Though your world may seem upside down, you are not alone within it. I got you in prayer. God has us all. I care. So does He.
Ah, beloveds. I am doing my best NOT to despair. I miss my mom. Yesterday would have been my dad’s 93 birthday. I’m an orphan. I FEEL like an orphan.
I feel alone. Still, I am NOT alone. Neither are you, beloveds. I have been praying and asking God what on earth can I SAY that can be of any comfort in times like these?
Then, I remembered that He is 1,000,000,000,000,000 when it comes to handling my/your business! How could I NOT remain hopeful/joyful?
I saw a caption that read “Fear needs chaos to thrive”. So true!
Fear not, beloveds. None of us knows what will happen in the future. None of us can say what shall happen tomorrow.
ALL we can do is to live and to love TODAY. NOW. HERE. Right where we are planted. In the skin we were placed here in…lol.
Be encouraged. Keep being a light. We got this. I’m fixing to have a cup of coffee and a honey bun. Who is up for company?
Beloveds, I have been sitting here wondering what I could say that would be of any encouragement during such dark times.
Then, I remembered that Light STILL shines. In the dark. Despite the dark. Through the darkness.
Be encouraged. Things SHALL be alright. There are more folk who love and care, then those who don’t or choose not to.
History is watching us all. We shall all be held accountable for our love or for our silence.
Now, more than ever, beloveds, love is needed. Everywhere.
Don’t be discouraged. Yes, it’s terribly disappointing to see folk choosing finances over his/her fellow man/woman.
Life is short. Use yours to love one another. Starting with you!
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I REFUSE to use my voice for anything but lifting up as many hearts as I can. I love you. Especially those of you who look nothing like me. Be encouraged.
Note: Fear lies. Doubts lie. Apathy is a big liar. Anger can drown out the deepest truths.
Beloveds, it’s okay to feel. Just don’t allow your feels to run the show. It’s hard to reason when you are ready to run away and hide. It’s difficult to choose when you are fearful or the next move. It’s impossible to move when apathy sets in.
Be encouraged. Take a beat. Take a break. Make a decision. Then, get on with your life.
It’s easy to FEEL left out. This 🌎 is a big place. Yet, it’s smaller than any of us know.
I have been asking God and Life WHY I was spared from the 🌪 tornado that was trying desperately to destroy everything around me? I have not been given that answer.
Maybe, just maybe, I was left here to keep sharing this ridiculous blog, with MY stupid words with whomever is bored/ridiculous enough to swing by and be told they are loved…by a stranger?!😳🤔
Until I find out why, beloveds, I am going to keep on doing and being my why. Why? Because someone needs to KNOW they are loved and not alone.
SOMEONE needs to hold the door 🚪 open and welcome folk to come in.
Come on in, beloveds. LIVE! Life is waiting for YOU. Life is waiting to act on your behalf.
What are you dreaming of? What do you hope to do? Get started. Today. You can do it. You CAN. You WILL!
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I’m 56 and FINALLY launching out. Who is coming with me? Let’s go!!
Stop taking yourself so lightly. Stop dismissing your gifts. Stop dismissing the still, small voice that is whispering for you to try. Just try.
You were and are not on the outside looking in. Dive in. Enjoy your life. Embrace the hard.
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