Category: Song

4:22!

😳

Hhmm.

Yayaya!!!

🎹🪗🎶🎛🎹🎵🎼

💃💃💃

*Cassandra seeing she STILL has five more hours to sleep*!!!!

🥰,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Who has time for a note?! I get to go back to sleep…lol.

Have an amazing Thursday. Don’t stress yourself about all that happened on Wednesday. Don’t concern yourself with folk who aren’t concerned about you. Don’t waste time wasting time. Don’t…😴😴

Don’t forget you are loved. You are NOT alone. Keep on being… YOU

STOP explaining you.

It’s exhausting.

To have to explain your every:

Action.

Emotion.

Expression.

Dress.

Passion.

Choice.

Us women are forever chosen chosen to be the barometer of everything. We have to be the mediators. We have to be the care givers. We have to be the mediator who cares in a quiet manner. ACK!!!!

Enough already.

Leave us alone.

Let us be:

Loud.

Quiet.

Angry.

Peaceful.

Weak.

Why must we always be the strong one? Why must we be the one to bear the weight of the world upon our shoulder? When will we ever get the chance to:

Need?

Want?

Feel?

Why must we be ridiculed for needing what everybody else does?

STOP explaining you, beloveds. It is enough.

Life is short. Get out there and live! YOUR way. There are plenty of folk who can’t wait to meet you.

I bought some chicken strips that were a bit too peppery. What did I do? I added some eggs and sweet pickles and made some chicken salad! Sometimes, you just have to add some different things to produce a different meal.

Be encouraged. Keep love in the world your way. The world needs you. Remember you are loved and not alone.

unapologetically me,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

I no longer care if I stand out.

Do I stand out?

I don’t know.

I no longer care.

I used to care. A lot. I used to wonder how God was going to get my words to stand out amidst the crowds.

I understand now that is not necessary. All I have to do is just continue to be me. Then me I was born to be.

My words will get to where they need to get to…

Eventually.

In the meantime, my words are changing the most important person:

Me!

Words have been important to me for fifty five years. Sharing those words have been important to me for fifty five years.

Why?

I have been asking myself that very question for fifty five years.

I ask no more. I just share them now. They will find themselves where they need to be. It’s not my job to wonder where they go. I raised my babies. It’s time for them to live the way they need to live.

Go dear words. Speak to those who will listen.

I have other words to speak. I have other lives to touch in my own small way. My way. My poper does not have to be large. Just mine.

I no longer care if I stand out. I’m just doing my best to stand. For something. For love. For you.

Be encouraged.

standing,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Don’t let this world fool you into thinking you have to have a massive pulpit to make an impact. You don’t. You make an impact just by being you. You make an impact on those around you. Good and bad. Your actions or lack thereof are making an impact.

Speak. In your own words. Don’t worry about who will listen and who won’t. Don’t worry about the outcome. Speak in love. Speak in truth. Speak in integrity.

Be encouraged. Remember you are loved and not alone. Love someone starting with you. I promise God and mom that I will tell somebody. I love them every single day. I’m telling you. I love you and care about your life, beloveds. Be well.

Good morning, Saturday.

Good morning, Saturday.

Great to see you.

Wait!

What are you doing here soooooooo early this morning?!

*mutters to self*

*pout*

*Cassandra tells Saturday to kick rocks and come back at noon*

*Cassandra heads back to bed*

Sheesh.

😴,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Getting my morning started with humor. Wait! Morning, what are you doing here soooooooo early?! Kick rocks til noon…😅

Have a great Saturday, beloveds. The week was all weeky, wasn’t it? We made it. We did the best we could, didn’t we? Let that be enough. We ARE enough. We are loved. We are NOT alone. Love someone. Starting with you.

O, yea, you may or may not find shenanigans messing with you over this next little while. I heard her conspiring with my little imp.😳

Be careful!…hhmm….*Cassandra snatches a lampshade, places it upon her head, stands upright hoping to be thought a lamp so as to tease, er, frighten, er, play with an unsuspected beloved or two…*…to be continued.

Hard: Seriously, God?

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Geeeeeeeeeeeeez!

*Cassandra looks at her AGAIN malfunctioning work equipment and considers all kinds of possibilities in the way of mayhem upon said malfunctioning work equipment.*

Welllllllllll…

Hhmmm.

Seriously, God, I KNOW You said You would not give us more than we can bear…

Um, so like, um, my Wonder Woman cape and lasso is in the shop, God. Um, can You kinda lighten a sista’s load, a bit? I miss mom. Work is impossible. My health acting a fool. My finances told me to kick rocks and do the best I can.

The Universe said It had nothing, when I asked what the what the??!

Seriously, God? I know this is shaping me but Egads!

Okay. Okay. I don’t understand. I don’t know why hard being so hard. I will:

Try.

Live.

Love.

Thanks, God. For…

Everything.

living even when it’s hard,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep going. Even when it’s hard. Goodness these mom less days have been hard this year. Tough times come. Tough times pass. Most folk give up before the battle has been won. Stay in the fight. Laugh. Cry. Rinse. Repeat.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Heart ♥ check Friday.

It’s Friday!

Again!

Whewwwwwwwww!

We made it!!

Just barely, in some cases, I suspect.

No matter.

Whatever!

Breathe.

Rejoice.

Rest.

What about tomorrow?

What about it?

Enjoy your today. Stop being so greedy. 😂

How is YOUR ♥ heart? Yea, yours. I know. I know. You are not used to considering you. Too busy assisting the world. Rest now. Your turn for:

Healing.

Care.

Love.

Joy.

Put down the dukes. Battle done. Open your arms and receive all the love you have won!

Receive. Give. Rinse. Repeat. Ah, beloveds, we got this…

loving me for me,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Take some of your Friday just to love on some you. Then, scrape up some courage and love someone you thought you could not. Love the one who has gotten on your LAST nerve. Go on now. Folk are hurting and lonely.

My life changed the day I decided to fight for me.

I work. Hard. I take much pride in working hard. I give my all. To, my job. To, others. To, The Universe. To, Life. To, God. Now, to/for ME.

Sadly, I used to put me last, if at all. For work and all else, I didn’t care how much or how many times I was inconvenienced or came upon a road block. I did my level best to conquer all.

For me, though, for my dreams, I hate to say this but just as soon as a stiff breezed rolled in, I rolled out. I showed out. I lamented. I carried on about not being seen, heard, loved or valued. Then, I took my toys, and left. Left to continue to fight for everyone and everything, but me.

It was easier, you see. I could blame, them, not me, for my dreams not coming true. I could rail against the unfairness, of life. I could chew out God, for not getting things done or taking too long or this, that, the other thing. I could tell The Universe to kick rocks and pick on someone else.

One day, though, I was praying and talking to God about..*shrug*. I don’t remember. Anywho, I was jabbering on about nothingness, when God whispered “Tell The Universe what you want”. Such an ODD request, I thought. Especially, coming from God.

Yet, I did as asked. Scariest thing I have EVER done. I don’t know why, but asking The Universe, it opens up one’s inmost thoughts, hopes and dreams. Those terrifying dreams. Those dreams, so huge, we can barely think on them. They are just too darned big to imagine or believe WE could possibly bring them, into existence.

Yes, THOSE, God whispered for me to ask The Universe for. So, I tiptoed, to the edge of my deepest dreams/fears, swallowed hard, closed my eyes, jumped and landed…

Upon God’s Word. Ah. Aha! Without going all preachy, Jeremiah 29:11 says – For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.

Meaning, God means good things, for our lives. We are the ones who spend our lives diminishing our value. We try and find value in people, places and things.

Anywho, I asked The Universe to help me make MY dreams, come true. An adventure, is being had, by all. Goodness and gravy, though, the way has been hard. I have been forced to fight. For, me.

Every day. EVERY day, Life shows up, shows out and asks me how badly I want my dreams to come true. Now, every day, EVERY day, I demand life give me my dreams and bounty!

GIVE THEM HERE!!

And, often, every day, disappointment has shown up, showed out, and popped me and my dreams upside the head. And, now, every day, EVERY day, I tell disappointment, I shall see it, tomorrow!

Beloveds, I may not reach the unreachable star. I promise you this: NOBODY will have had more fun, trying, than me!

Ah.

Aha!

Life is short. Live.

living/fighting for me,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Fight for you. Fight for your dreams. You are worth it.

Real talk: Don’t photoshop your life.

I enjoy Tik Tok.

I enjoy Youtube.

I use Instagram but don’t understand it.

I find people fascinating.

I find it fascinating how so many people are trying to present. A world where everything is always rosy and wonderful and the scenery is Majestic. And everything is beautiful and all is right with the world.

When I make my instagram pieces, I keep it real. I am breathless because I am breathless. I fight with vertigo and admit to it. My apartment is not a castle, but it’s mine. It’s dated. The balcony was painted in a horrible shade of gray. The parking lot was… I don’t know what that was they called doing to the parking lot!

It’s MY parking lot. Just because my footsteps are not walking around a mansion does not mean my thoughts are not valuable. That my words can not have an impact.

Your life is just that. Yours. And that life is:

Valuable.

Wonderful.

Needed.

Necessary.

Loved.

Cherished.

Respected.

Don’t judge yourself by what you have or don’t have. By what you do or don’t do. By who is around you and who is not. Those things are irrelevant to the beauty called your life.

You are.

Simple as that.

Love yourself where you are now. Continue to work on yourself but no you are valuable just as you are.

We are all:

Works in progress.

Tapastries.

Masterpieces.

Your life is being shaped by your choices or lack thereof. You are a force of nature. Be the force of nature that you are!

Your life is having an impact on this world. If it wasn’t, the world would not be trying so hard to convince you otherwise!

Keep loving the world. There are people in the world who needs your love. There are people who will love you back. In the meantime, keep going. We got thangs to do.

keeping it 100,

Cassandra

Note: You are loved. You are NOT alone. Keep on being… YOU

Why I write three pieces.

I write in threes.

Three pieces.

Three examples.

Three thoughts.

Why?

Why?

Why?!

lol.

Because if I don’t limit myself to 3 pieces, I would write a hundred every day!😁😆🤣🥰😍😋

I don’t know. I just know how short life is. I just want to encourage as much as I can. That encouragement seems to come in threes.

The Father. The Son. The Holy Spirit. The Trinity.

Three is important to me. The damn don’t ask me why. Just is. Why am I sharing this with you? You just will happen to walk by when this was on my mind. Too bad for you.

I just thought this was interesting about me. You may as well. Or, you may be bored. Or…*shrug*.

What’s the moral of the story? I don’t have one today. Just sharing an interesting fact about me. Maybe you’ll share an interesting fact about you.

It should be enough just getting to know one another without having to be given something. Without having to be entertaining. Why can’t we all just be and enjoy each other being that way?

Ah.

Aha!

I did stumble upon a bit of inspiration!

enjoying me unapologetically,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It’s important to share your life. The boring parts. The maddening parts. The frustrating parts. The broken parts. The healed parts. The loud parts. The beautiful parts. The ugly parts. We are as we are. Keep sharing you. The whole of you is beautiful. You are loving you are not alone.

I am no longer afraid of me.

I am no longer afraid.

I am no longer afraid of me.

I am no longer afraid of my dreams.

Afraid?

Afraid not!

Not anymore.

free,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I used to be afraid, beloveds. Afraid, I couldn’t. Afraid, I wouldn’t. Afraid, I would and would then disappoint everyone.

Not anymore. For, I have learned to call failure my friend. Failure has shown me I am NOT my mistakes. Failure laughs at me and urges me to try again. And again. Still again. Until? Why, until I have mastered the thing! Or, til it has mastered me.😄

Don’t be afraid to fail. Laugh and keep it moving. We got thangs to do! This world would have you chasing clout and things. Ha! You don’t need clout and things to matter. You are already priceless!

Be encouraged. Don’t give up yet. Your time is coming. Until then, help someone else through their hard. You had best believe you are loved and not alone.