Category: Poetry

The world is our oyster, not our waiter!

The world can be our oyster, beloveds. That is, of we work for and towards the things we want/seek/need.

Life does not owe us a thing. The 🌎 world has no interest in serving your needs. Truth be told, beloveds, we are not the center of the universe.

We are one of many. Unique. One of one.

Our world of what we make it. We can serve ourselves anything we want. We are the ones who have to put forth the effort. Life doesn’t owe us anything. Our families don’t owe us. our friends don’t owe us. We don’t own them.

Folks give and do what they can because they choose to. We are give each other enough room to determine whether to be helpful or not. I’m doing my best to give folk permission to be there for me or not. All I can do is ask for support and wait patiently for whatever comes. Or not.

I have secretly been having quite the pity party. Upon realizing this, I made myself get out of bed. Life doesn’t owe me a thing. I owe life every bit of effort and tries that I have within me.

I stopped blaming the old me for not being able to get the new me over the finish line. Her time is passed. It is up to me now. No matter what happened in the past, all I have now is a present to make something of my future. All I have is today. Now. These moments.

I’m trying to let myself off the hook. I keep having to forgive myself for all I have not done over the years. I keep telling myself to be patient with me.

Be patient with you. Forgive yourself if you need to. Start again as many times as you have to.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: We got this. Have an amazing today. You deserve it.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Your habits work for you. To your service or your detriment.

Your habits work for you. To your service or your detriment.

I woke from a delish nap. Automatically,  I headed to the bathroom. After the bathroom, I found myself sitting, grabbing my phone, began editing, creating, and finishing pieces.

I wasn’t thinking. My good habits got about getting after it. Without needing cajoling or bribery. Good habits had thangs to do. I woke from my slumber and became an active participant. My goal had been another nap. Good habits said, ha!

I’m so glad my good habits have gotten so good that they paid no mind when I go into a mini pity party. I am thankful my good habits are used to making myself eat, getting old with my dad, whether I want to or not, and try. and trying to see the best out of life.

I have been pleasantly surprised to find myself reaching for the sunshine when darkness comes to visit. I have not been comfort eating or hiding under the covers. I have been facing my fears. I have been confronting the past. I have been making peace with it.

I’m doing my utmost to own my present and future.

The more darkness I see around me, the more I shine my light. I no longer allow myself to give in to the rage baiting that is going on right now. I choose to live. I choose to love. I choose to remain hopeful and joyful.

Keep doing what you know. Everyday. Good habits will continue to show love for you.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I love you..

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

It does not have to be perfect, just yours.

I have been enjoying making bad videos. 🥰🤣

I have been having a hoot indulging in MY passion.

I blog. I encourage folk with bad/corny/boring motivational videos.😆😇🥰

Now, I have NO idea how folk will respond to my efforts. Most may never. That’s okay.

Keep doing your why, beloveds. It does not have to be perfect, just yours.

I think I will go make a few more bad, corny, boring, probably never going to be seen motivational 📹 videos.😁😄😊

Have an amazing today.

Do what you love.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is what YOU make it. What are you making?

Find a way.

Make the way.

Be the way!

Be encouraged.

Keep doing your why.

Keep doing your why.

Why?

Because your why IS important to somebody!

Why?

Because YOU are important!

Why?

Simply because you were born.

Nuff said.

doing/being my why,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It sure has been mighty hard doing my why, beloveds. Why? Storms won’t stop. Bills won’t stop. Discouragement and disappointment absolutely refuses to stop bugging me. Therefore, I don’t stop. I can’t. I won’t. Crapola.

During especially tough moments, beloveds, it is CRUCIAL to understand these are nothing but tests. Simple as that. Yea, thse bad boys are loud. Yes, the storms are mighty impressive sounding and looking.

Still, these too SHALL pass. The ONLY important thing is how we determine to be/live/move AFTER all the hoopla has gone by.

I choose to be:

Victorious.

Joyful.

Hopeful.

Resilient.

Loving.

Caring.

Empathetic.

I choose to be/remain these things DURING the storms/trials. How about you?

My why is encouraging folk and reminding them they are loved and not alone. What’s your why? Let me know in the comments.🥰🙏💋

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

👓 Opps.

Ehem.

The following may or may not be true, depending on who you ask and who is telling the truth…

I needed to clean my 👓 glasses.

I reached for said 👓 glasses, in near darkness, having just woken from a tasty nap. Alaa, beloveds, you already KNOW where this is heading…*sigh*.

I cleaned said 👓 glasses. Said 👓 glasses felt odd/weird.

I looked in my hand. Said 👓 glasses turned out to be the 👓 case!😆

Opps…lol.

I just stopped by to remind you to laugh at your mistakes. You will make millions of them.

Remember, beloveds, you are NOT your mistakes.  Get used to making them, correcting them, learning from them, trying not to repeat them, moving past them.

Be encouraged.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: 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!

Let it go.

Let it go.

The unfair standards you set for yourself.

Let it go.

The harsh judgements you bestow on your efforts.

Let it go.

The unreasonable expectations you place on yourself.

Let it go, beloveds.

You are so hard on yourself. You give mercy to an enemy but withhold it from yourself.

Let it go. The mistakes you made were just that: Mistakes. Move on.

Let it go. The folk who have walked away have done so at THEIR choosing. Be thankful for the memories and move on.

Let it go. Things did not turn out as hoped. You tried. They did, too. Things just didn’t work out. No worries. Move on.

You are doing all you know to be your best self. Let it be enough, beloveds. It is.

Have an amazing today. Get in your me time. Love someone. Starting with you.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. I’m doing everything that I can to let it go. We’re doing everything we know. Let this be enough. It is.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Starting over again, again!😡

Well, now.

Forgive me, beloveds. I just finished clearing out food from my mini fridge. I had to toss out ALL the meal prepped food due to the recent mini power outages and issues from the storms that just won’t end.

This is a not funny reminder of having to throw out ALL my food after the power came on from last year’s tornado.

To say that I cried, beloveds, was an understatement. It took aeons to build up the variety of meat, veggies etc in my freezer. Thinking of how much money I spent on that meat!…*sniff*…*stamps foot*.

Just the thought makes me want to cry. My half empty freezer still mocks me.

It seems as though I have done nothing but starred over for the last two years. You would think I would be good at it by now. I’m not.

I am finding that I am a tough old bird!

Don’t be ashamed of starting over. Start over as many times as you need to. I’m starting over for the 10th time today…

In the meantime, enjoy your life. Do something you enjoy today.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Remember that you are loved not alone.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Make room.

Well, crackers and cookies.

I keep running out of room on my old phone. I am forever having to make room by deleting this, saving that, and reorganizing the other. Story of my life!

Life is like that: Forever having to make room for something.

I’m doing some internal spring cleaning so I can make room for all that I desire to hack it for my life in these next couple of years. I’m clearing away all thought patterns and obsolete ways of living that no longer serve me.

I am embracing new challenges and facing each head on. I have been truly astonished at the many times I have actually given up for a few hours here lately. It’s not like me to give up.

Maybe that’s a good thing. and learning how to accept that I am a fallible human being that can crack every now and again. In the past, I would have been devastated and so disappointed with me for giving up like this. Instead, I am learning to make allowances for it and to give myself time to grieve, be disappointed, and then get back after it. I think this is what Grace looks like in real time.

Give yourself some grace. The squeezing every little bit out of life that you can. All we can do is do all we can do and wait patiently for the outcome. This has been terribly hard to do this week.

I wonder if I am the only one struggling with wanting to just say to heck with all of this in a runaway somewhere!

Let’s continue to make room for the things we have been asking for.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I can’t believe the year is almost half over already.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

It’s okay to be disappointed.

I was waiting for an answer.

I NEEDED the answer to be yes.

The answer was no.

Disappointing.

I told myself I was NOT disappointed. I was. I went and sat in my baby so I could talk to God and mom about it. My car was where I had the last conversation with mom before she died.

I told them I was disappointed.

Then, I put the seat back, put on some praise music, looked at the ☀ and enjoyed being in my paid off car.

I thanked God for all that I have. I let go of what I had lost.

I will have to try something else. That’s okay. I just stopped by to let someone know it’s okay to be disappointed. Just remember all that you have. Still. Now. Be encouraged.

grateful,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I’m doing my level best to keep moving FORWARD, to keep looking UP, and keep standing ten toes down.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

So that just happened.😳

😳

The following story may or may not be based on recent events…*sigh*.

I needed to take out the trash. I was tired from having worked all night on my dreams.

I gathered up aforementioned trash. Something was niggling at my mind. Tired, I told the niggling to shut it already.

Persistently, niggling would NOT go away. SOMETHING was off.

I shivered. I felt a chill. I…

Ah.

Aha!

*Cassandra reached over and grabbed the 👖 pants she almost ran outside without.🤡😳

Opps.

I think this is my sign to take my dreams to bed. They can dream whilst I am dreaming.

Have a beautiful day today.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Egads, Cassandra. 😂🐥🤦‍♀️

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!