Category: Poetry

When life hands you lemons, try asking for some grapes.

Have you ever had one of those days, weeks, months, years where it seemed as if all your efforts have gone in vain? Have you ever wondered what in the world did you start this or do that, in the first place? Have you ever wanted to run away from home, tired of forever having […]

When life hands you lemons, try asking for some grapes.

Beloveds, sis told me I HAD to repost this piece I did two years ago. Here goes nothing…

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Enough with the lemons already…lol.

I belong.

I belong.

Here.

Now.

Here and now.

I belong.

In this place.

In this space.

In this hard.

In this hard place and space.

I belong.

Because of.

In spite of.

Despite.

I belong.

Joyfully.

Hopefully.

Knowingly.

I belong.

Ah.

Aha!

belonging,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Isn’t it nice to KNOW where you belong? Be encouraged. This too shall pass…

Finally!: God asked me if I was enough.

God: Are you enough?

Me: I don’t know.

God: ARE you enough?

Me: I think so.

God: Are YOU enough?

Me: I believe so.

God: Are you ENOUGH?

Me: I hope so.

God: You are enough.

Me: I know so.

God: How do you KNOW?

Me: Because You loved me first. You love me still. You loved me enough. I learned how to love me enough.

God: Ah.

Me: Aha!

more than enough,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Fighting through my fear was just an exercise in faith. Fear can NOT abide, stand or defeat faith. What does faith have to do with love and. KNOWING we are enough without having to be or do or have? Great question! You are getting closer. Keep asking.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Fear not, beloveds.

Fear not, beloveds.

When things seem bleak.

Fear not, beloveds.

When things appear dire.

Fear not, beloveds.

When life looks to be unfriendly just now.

Fear not, beloveds.

When you find yourself alone among many.

Fear not, beloveds.

When you doubt in your strength, in your worth.

Fear not, beloveds.

When you feel worthless and nothing seems to be worthwhile.

Fear not, beloveds.

When giving your all just isn’t enough.

Fear not, beloveds.

When you don’t have enough.

Fear not, beloveds.

When your try is too tired to try yet and still again.

Fear not, beloveds.

When you don’t know what to say or do.

Fear not, beloveds.

When your doubts have grown bigger than your dreams.

Fear not, beloveds.

Why not?

Because, beloveds, your fear has driven you to the ONE thing fear can NEVER penetrate.

Ah.

Aha!

Keep asking.

Keep going.

Keep growing.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You didn’t think I would actually give you the answer to the pop quiz did you, beloveds? What would be the fun in that? Your fear has been driving you a long time. Your fear(s) introduced you to me, in the first place. Why do you image The Universe has brought you here? Ah. Aha! Keep asking…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

I told the boogeyman to shut up.

The boogeyman has been loud lately. Scaring me half to death about:

Bills.

My age.

Bills.

My age.

Bills.

Shut up!

*Cassandra tells fear to shut up and keeps it moving.*

keeping it moving,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Tell fear to kick 🥊 rocks. Keep going…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

The Universe told me to get it together.

Sooooooooo.

I have a confession to make to you, beloveds.

I used you to get out of trouble.

Okay, so I used you, or you, as an excuse, to try to get ME out of trouble.

My bad.

Scuze me.

What had happened was…

I noticed I had picked up a bit of extra weight.

Hmmm.

Then, I noticed I was writing more pieces, about eating, or fixing fixings to fixin to eat, or eating while thinking of pieces to write about fixing to eat. Or…

You get the point.

N-E-Waze, I was all set to argue with myself AND The Universe to convince us both I was doing a service as in I was providing uplifting pieces which would aid folk in NOT doing the things I have currently been doing.

I know. I know!

My bad.

I TRIED, unsuccessfully, to argue with The Universe that Life was being especially hard on me.

Life said ‘so what?’ and told me to keep it moving.

God told me not to blame Him and He kept it moving.

Leaving me, alas, to throw yall underneath aforementioned bus and proclaim I was providing encouragement to and for you.

I was hiding in plain sight. Comfort eating. Finding NO comfort there. I am finding no comfort anywhere. It will be this way until Christmas passes.

Sshhhhhhoooooooot.

The Universe told me to get it together. To stop hiding. To stop doing things that do not serve me because I am missing mom.

I am doing my best to get it together. I don’t feel like writing today. I am writing. I did not feel like getting out of bed to prepare a proper meal. I prepared and ate a proper meal.

I did not want to reach out to family and friends. I reached out. I did not want to get put of bed and turn on the lights. I got out of bed and turned on the lights.

I chose to live. With intentions. There are no victims here. Life is good. Even as it is hard.

Keep your act right acting right. Don’t allow your feels to run your life. Your feels will run you right into the nearest ditch when your heart is in need or in pain.

It’s okay to need comfort. We just need to be sure we are finding comfort in things and folk who support and love us. Starting with us.

Be encouraged. Take comfort in the knowledge that all will be okay. We shall be okay. Keep going.

going with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Fear not. Be not dismayed…

My why is no longer my reason why.

I used to want to see my name in lights.

I used to want to see a book, written by me, in a book store.

Prominently placed, of course.

Why?

I could say, then, I didn’t know why. I just knew I had this yearning, this burning, to see MY name, in a place of prominence.

If you ask me NOW, I would probably tell you I needed to be:

Seen.

Heard.

Validated.

Then, yes, ONLY then, could/would/should I be…

Loved.

Ah, love!

It’s what we all seek, eh, beloveds?

EVERYTHING we say and do is to garner love. We seek it, zealously. We guard it, jealously. We hoard it, greedily. With most of us loving it, gingerly, guiltily, foolishly thinking and believing we are not worthy of IT. Of love.

Ah, beloveds, fools that we are. We are worthy of love simply because we ARE.

It took me decades to learn how to receive love. It took decades of God chasing me down to show me His Love. For me. I didn’t believe Him. I dared not believe Him. How could He love a goof like me?!

Yet, He did. Still does.

Now, I find my why is no longer my reason why.

Now, my reason for being is…

Being!

Ah.

Aha!

Now, I write, to encourage others to find their why.

Why?

Because, beloveds, you have always been my true reason why. I encourage. It’s what I do. It’s not the whole of me.

I am many things. As are you. The trick is understanding we are more than what we do. We are more than what we have. We are more than what we give.

I write to encourage as many folk as I can for as long as I can in as many ways I can muster and think of. Simple as that.

I no longer have to. I choose to.

Life is short. Don’t waste your life trying to earn validation. Keep doing what you love. Keep loving yourself. Keep pursuing your why.

Why?

Your why may lead me to my dream. To yours. To many. To one. To..?

We shall never know unless we keep going, eh?

I don’t know if I am making sense to you. I don’t know if I am making sense at all. I don’t know…*shrug*.

Keep on being you. You are loved and you are not alone.

being my why,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It’s easy to wonder if our words are falling to the ground unheard. Keep sharing. Keep trying. Keep believing. In you. Asking for A Friend.

8:30!: I asked The Universe.

8:30!

Who plays a football 🏈 game at 8:30, on a Sunday morning?!

I was tired.

I wanted to watch the game.

8:30!?

Who wants to watch a football 🏈 game at 8:30, on a Sunday morning?!

I was tired. I wanted to watch the game. I pouted. I pondered. It had been a long week. I had been sick, all week. I was feeling better. Finally.

I decided.

To sleep in.

I fell.

Asleep.

Secretly, I pouted. I wanted to watch the game, I whispered to my heart.

Morning woke me. Chastised me, for not asking, for what I wanted.

I was annoyed. I had wanted to watch the game.

The sun was mocking me, 😉 winking, through the curtain, saying I should have asked, for what I wanted.

I wish I would have asked night to have day wake me, with enough time to watch the game.

Phooey!

In mid pout, I felt a gentle tap, on my shoulder.

I looked over…

8:30! Yaaaaayayayayayayayayaya!!

The Universe woke me!

Yipppeeeeee…lol.

Okay, so I know this is a silly thing to have gotten all excited about. Yet, it does not take much to get me fired up. I really was disappointed I had forgotten to set the alarm.

Moral of the story:

Ask for what you need/want. Who knows? The Universe may wake you as well.

satisfied,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is short. Ask for what you need and want from life. You won’t receive what you don’t ask for.

Remember alway:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

I still believe.

I still believe.

Still.

I will.

Believe.

I believe, I will.

I believe.

I will.

Still.

Still, I believe that I will.

I must.

Why?

Someone has to.

Someone must.

I believe that someone has to be me.

I believe that someone must be me.

*Cassandra embraces a world that won’t believe. She chooses. She believes. Still.*

believing still,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: NEVER let your light be extinguished. Keep on believing. We have to. We must. Will you?

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

Heart ♥ check Friday on Saturday.

How is your heart, beloveds?

YOURS?

As for me and mine…geeez this has been a long month. Already!

Currently, I am singing, badly I my add, ‘My Help Cometh From The Lord.’ I’m waiting for the neighbor or police to come help me get some shut the hooey up.😆

I am finding habits really are hard to break. A good thing.

Good habits made me get up and keep it moving.

Good habits had me blasting, uplifting music, and taking out the trash.

Good habits had my doing my daily writing.

Good habits have led me to…YOU.

Again, how is YOUR ♥ heart?

Asking for A Friend.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be good to yourself today. Be sure to get some rest in. Tell lazy it has full control today only.😆

You are loved and you are not alone. Keep on being you.