Category: Poetry

Love wins.

Love wins.

Shine your light.

Be a light.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Adapt.

I’m tired.

I do NOT want to get out of bed.

I DO want to work on my dream.

The things I have planned to do, I CAN do from bed.

Ah.

Aha!

This week I am focusing on listening/watching some teaching videos I have been gathering.

I can still put in work.

I overdid work on Sunday and now am paying for it. I have to teach myself to work but not work myself to the point where I can’t get out of bed.

That was for old me. Now, I am just too old fo being that dumb. 🤣

Do you want to hear something funny? Whilst laying down and thinking on my dreams, I found myself rising.

I found lazy pulling later towards the kitchen to get the coffee going. Ah. Aha!

It’s okay to adapt. It’s okay to be flexible. It IS necessary to cut yourself some slack as you maneuver your way towards greatness.

It’s soooooooo quiet, beloveds. I can almost hear my dreams in the distance. I hope…

living in the meantime,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I can truly say the sweetest gift I have been given, through all this hard, is being able to enjoy the quiet, the waiting, with ME. Just me. This still me. This hopeful me. This inspired me. Ah, beloveds, she inspires me. Look at her fight!? Look at her try?! Amazing.

Be amazed by you. Be inspired by your try. Don’t dismiss you or your efforts. Your efforts shall NOT be in vain.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Beauty in the ugliest things.

Beautiful.

Ugly.

Two powerful words.

What makes something/someone beautiful?

What makes someone/something ugly?

Is there value only in the beautiful?

Is there no value in the supposed ugly?

Our perceptions shape our world. Our lives are determined by how we choose to see them.

I have been beautiful. I have been ugly. In my thinking. In my perceptions.

I am working on me. I am working on seeing the best in me. I am working on bringing out the best in me.

The world is full of much ugliness right now. It is also full of beauty. I continue to look for the beauty in others. I continue to pray about the ugliness in all of us.

I’m learning to see the beauty in the ugliest of things. We have to learn to love one another, flaws and all. We have to learn to work on our flaws. Together.

Life is worth living. Folk are making it impossibly difficult to want to live in a world that is filled with such hate right now. We don’t have to live in an ugly world that is full of hate.

I choose to love my fellow man. Even the ones who cause me to shake my head, in wonder and sadness. Actually, I do not understand how people can gleefully celebrate the hurt of others. I don’t understand that. I hurt when you hurt. I don’t have to know you. I just need to know that you’re a human being that is hurting.

Let’s start pulling out the beauty in one another. Let’s work to get the ugliness out of our hearts and out of our actions. We can. We have to.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I try to keep the current climate out of my blog. I leave it for others to spread divisiveness, hatred, and fear. I pray for them. I hope for the best for them and their families.

There is too much hate not to confront it. I choose to combat it with love. I choose to shine my light and focus on love. Life is short. Love one another. starting with you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Don’t let go of your dreams.

I wasn’t willing to let this flu/cold stop me from uplifting folk for another second.

Be encouraged.

Don’t let go, beloveds!

We CAN.

We WILL!

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Don’t fall for the okie doke. You were built for this.

Don’t fall for the okie doke. You were built for this.

THIS time.

THIS place.

THIS struggle.

THIS face.

With YOUR voice.

With YOUR race.

In YOUR skin.

With YOUR love.

With YOUR try.

With YOUR resilience.

Now, beloveds, get up, get out there and reclaim YOUR time.

The government does NOT own your peace. Society does NOT own your want to. Those around you do NOT own your agency.

This life is what WE make it. I am making my present glorious. I am preparing a fantastic future. I am leaving the past where it lies.

Don’t fall for the okie doke. You were built for this.

Don’t be dismayed. Don’t be discouraged. Enjoy your moments. All of them.

Love one another. Get in your me time. Put your energy into making things happen in and for your life.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Uh, oh! I feel my Let’s go getting ret to go!!!!



One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Start digging your way out.

Start digging your way out.

Start seeing your way out.

Start being your way out!

Nuff said and end of story!

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: These have been some wonderfully, hard, frustrating, joyful, exasperating days.

I have laughed, cried and sworn I was done laughing and crying.

Yet,  I have never been more content. I am sneaking my way towards starting a channel that may do nothing but entertain a dream long held. Ah, what a wonderful thought!…*hugs self*.

I am going to try. Results be what they may be. ALL I have ever wanted was an opportunity.

God has been telling me, for decades, that I was my opportunity. I was afraid to believe Hin. I was terrified to believe in ME. No more. I believe I can. I believe I’ll try. I’ll ask no more of myself than that.

I am trying to drag as many folk with me, on dream pursuit, as I can get. Who is with me? Answer in the comments.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Filling the other half: I Look to You

This song ministers to me when I am missing mom so much it almost literally hurts to breathe.

I listened to it after the tornado snatched away so much of me I thought I would never be whole again.

I listen to it when fear attempts to snatch my dreams from the depths of my soul.

I listen to this when lonely days just won’t leave me alone.

I listen to it when I think I have failed and become terribly disappointed in ME.

I have listened through tears. I listen with joy. I listen with a deeper understanding.

Listen and gain a bit of comfort. In the meantime, I lift your tired heart in prayer.

Be encouraged.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: 🙏🎸🎹🎤

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Tell your obstacles to kick rocks and then go do the blasted thing already!

Ack.

ACK!!

I honestly could cry, beloveds. That is, if this stupid fever would let me alone! ALL I have been wanting to do, ALL week, is to work on, record and post some short video clips.

I have finally, FINALLY I’M TELLIN’ YA, gotten past the intimidation factor of beginning.

I am ready. I have the PERFECT videos selected. I have wondrous words of inspire to aspirate every which a way.

I have background music ready to toss in. I have quiet. I have time. I have EVERYTHING BUT A HEALTHY BODY TO ASPIRATE MY INSPIRE WITH!!!!!!

I have tried everything. I have taken the drug store. I am getting better. Slowly. Apparently, 56 is in NO hurry when it comes to healing, eating Golden Grahams or watching Mission Impossible movies. Smh. Don’t judge me, peeps.

So, here I sit, minding my own business, ready to get into the inspiration bidnezz, when the ONLY business I can get into is the Kleenex business. Ah, God. Ya got jokes, I see.

That said, I really am learning to just use what I have, currently. I no longer have time to fret about what could or should be or have been.

My brain has mostly scrambled from the high fever. So, I’m watching boring, but interesting, editing videos. I’m jotting down ideas. I’m hydrating. I’m listening to uplifting music.

In short, I’m doing SOMETHING. These steps are taking me closer to my dreams. If nothing else, they are keeping me occupied and out of the bathroom.

I just stopped ’round to remind you to use what you have. You have more than enough to start.

The scariest part is the starting. Once you start, the clock starts on folks judging your start/middle/finish.

Critics are gonna critique. Let them. Process your feels. Peel the truth from the harsh, from the silence, from the whatever.

Then, celebrate your try and get up and do it again!

Fail spectacularly. Succeed quietly. Enjoy them both. The win is not the end goal. What’s the end goal? You tell me. Note, you may not know until you try!

I hear chicken noodle soup calling. I have plenty.

Be encouraged. Don’t allow obstacles to keep you from keeping on. Try something else. Go by a new route. Ask for help. Phone a friend.

I don’t care what you do, beloveds, as you do anything other than feel sorry for yourself. If you must feel sorry for yourself. Make it quick! We got thangs to do!

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Get up! Go! I mean it! This world desperately needs what only YOU can provide. You CAN. You WILL!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Keep first things FIRST.

What are you DOING, beloveds, when your eyes first opens?

What are your FIRST thoughts?

What are your FIRST actions?

Do they, are they, aligned with your dreams?

Do they, are they, causing you to want to leap out of bed and tear into your day?

Or, are they, do they, cause you to want to pull the covers back over your head?

Too often, we stumble out of bed. Unprepared. Uninspired. Exhausted from all the gloom and doom we have predetermined the day would bring.

Then, we get up, grumbling about how long the day is already and will proceed to have the long day prophesied.

I choose not to do that. I chose not to do that, today.

I put on my ‘Good morning, Cassandra’ playlist and set about having the good morning I have decreed today SHALL be.

This day is what YOU make it, beloveds. No, we don’t get to decide how everything will unfold. Yet, we can enjoy whatever happens within the day.

I have my coffee waiting. I have uplifting music playing. I am looking forward to what the day may bring. Ah.

Today is what we have. Use it wisely. You don’t get to exchange it for another today. Hopefully, tomorrow shall come.

In the meantime, keep first things first, eh?

First things, meaning the most important things. The rest shall come out in the wash.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Have a beautiful day, beautiful!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Keep failing FORWARD.

I keep failing.

Drat it all!!!!

EVERYTHING either keeps getting rejected or ghosted.

OMG!!!!

I have stamped my feet. I have cried. I have told the entirety of the world to go ahead and take two seats, to kick rocks and to dive into a cold pond with rain boots on!!!!

*pout*

I was soooooooooooooo distraught, beloveds, I told good habits to take the day off and hid in napping and munching on mini chocolate donuts.

My bad. Too bad, I told my bad. I was done. Finished. Finito!

I was done chasing these tormentingly maddening dreams.

Then, I rose.

I backed away from the donuts.

I turned on my playlist.

I fired up the laptop.

Early. I may as well get to getting rejected…*shrug*.

I absolutely REFUSE to give up on me. Not anymore. Not an option.

I just stopped by to encourage someone. If you, hang in there. The hard times do end. I think. I hope…lol.

In the meantime, we are growing. We are learning. We are exercising faith muscles. We are seeing how much we really do or do not want our THIS.

Keep going. You got this. As do I. Be encouraged.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, se whatcha still doing here? You have thangs to do. Get to doing them. Stop focusing on the outcome, or lack thereof. Keep focusing on the fact you are giving and doing your all. I tell myself this all the time now. I have to. Age, reality, doubt and ALL their friends have been dogging me. Ah, God. Give us all strength. Asking for many friends.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!