Note: There is much more to you than you give yourself credit for. Open your heart and let your greatness out for all to see and experience.
I am looking forward to what I can do to be of service. I have been enjoying the learning process. I am learning how to rest. I am learning how to reach out for support. I am learning how to own my mistakes. I am learning how to laugh at myself. I am learning….
Me: Things are not changing. No matter what I try. No matter what I pray. No matter what I do!
God: Why does this frighten you.
Me: I don’t know how I am going to make it to the other side.
God: Take your eyes off the waves, beloved. Focus on the destination ahead.
Me: Will I make it to the other side?
God: Do you trust Me?
Me: Yes.
God: Do you trust My Character?
Me: Yes.
God: Will you continue to do so even when I grow silent? Even when a sudden course correction is made? Even if you end up in the LAST place you hoped to be?
I dreamed I was trying to find a job. I found myself contemplating calling my old job and trying to get my job back. I was tired of the uncertainty.
Still, getting my old job back won’t settle my spirit. Yes, I would garner temporary relief from having a bit of financial stability. False stability. My age, gender and ethnicity are three strikes in this current climate.
The Bible says, “Let us not be weary in well doing as in due season we shall reap if we faint not.”
I’m trying not to be weary. I want soooooooooo much to faint. The struggle is real.
I do my best not to focus on when. I just do my why. Every day. And wait. And wait. And wait.
God, I’m tired of waiting! Fresh heckamiah.
I ended up closing my mouth and taking a nap. Words are powerful. If you can’t speak life over your circumstances, say nothing! Don’t speak doom and gloom over your today!
Be encouraged. Take your eyes off the π waves.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: We will make it some kind of way. In the meantime, take a break from your try. Get some rest for your mind. We can hit the ground running later. Give later permission to hang out with lazy…π
Beloveds, the world π is forever telling us what we are not:
Black folk are not qualified because they are not intelligent.
White folk are entitled to it because they are white, not because they earned it.
Women are to be seen and not heard.
The young are to be seen and not heard.
Old folk are no longer important enough to be seen or heard.
Gay folk are not to be seen or heard from.
Transfer folk…they are not to exist.
Republicans are hateful fools who vote against their own interests.
Democrats are woke idiots who need to owned.
Rich folk are too rich to be bothered by common folk.
Poor folk are too busy worrying about finding/keeping a roof over their heads to think about being seen or heard.
Beloveds, I see you. I hear you. I just stopped by to tell you that I love you and that I care for your life.
Be encouraged. Be a light in all of this darkness. Lift up your head. Be YOU. Do your best to love others. Especially those who don’t look like you, who don’t talk like you, who don’t live where you live, who don’t have what you have.
Life is short. Stop looking at your neighbor as your enemy. Stop making yourself an enemy through hatred, misogyny or fear.
Karma is a real bitch. She is fixing to dish out some FAFO to those in need of it.
Life is short. Shine your light. The darkness can not stand once the lights get turned on.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I am beyond all the hateful/hurtful rhetoric being tossed around the π world. Enough! I’m tired of the hateful/harmful words being tossed about from every community. Enough!
Excuse me, beloveds, whilst I have a brief but immensely satisfying, virtual temper tantrum…
Whew!
It was either throw a virtual temper tantrum or throw my laptop over the balcony railing…*pout*.
I have been working on the first piece I am planning to upload to YouTube.
I pressed record. I spoke. For 30 some odd minutes.
I exported said recording. I played it back to make sure all the captions showed…*sigh*.
All was well for 13 minutes.
13 minutes?! Surely not?π³π€
Surely, sadly, the next 17 minutes were greeted with silence as the rest of the πΉ video image continued to roll.
I tried everything that I didn’t know to find 17 minutes worth of lost words and emotions.
Heckamiah Jeremiah! Crap!!!!! OMG!!!
The story of my damned life this last year!!…*stamps foot*.
I decided to use the energy from my mad π‘ to work on a piece to encourage folk when they have lost WORDS THEY HAVE BEEN TRYING TO FIND FOR A BLASTED YEAR AND NOW THEY ARE GONE LIKE THE JOB I NO LONGER HAVE AND EMPTY BANK ACCOUNT LAUGHING IN MY
BROKE FACE!!
I am learning not to live in my feels. I am learningΒ to not waste too much time lamenting over what I have lost.
I am learning to reframe loss. This was just another practice session. This was an opportunity to learn the software. This was a chance to see that I COULD speak, extemporaneous, for 30 minutes.
The ONLY way to learn is to go ahead and learn.
I am learning HOW. I am learning how to be PATIENT as I learning.
I AM learning. That’s the point, isn’t it? I can’t give out what I haven’t received for myself.
Be encouraged. Use ALL your day to make your day. Even the frustrating portions.
I promised myself I wouldn’t stop until I learned. I have. I’ve done my try. I have put in another day’s of working on my dreams. This is enough for me.
I’m fixing to reward myself with some sausage and cheese sandwiches. Who is up for a snack?
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: The old me would have raged and pouted for days. I would have had a pity party and ate my way through a bag of Doritos. I would have stayed from the computer for days. Life is much too short for THAT foolishness.