Category: Song

Ask for what you want.❤

Ask for what you want.❤ https://www.instagram.com/reel/CyMpiezOucN/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

😁🤣

Decided to ask. For ME…hehe.

Don’t be afraid to ask. Who knows what the answer may be?

asking,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Take the hint…hahahaha. Just kidding. Of course, you may, if you like. Life is short. I’m doing all I know, and letting Life take care of the rest.

I was telling God I have no idea how to monetize ME. Who the world want to pay for THIS?! 🤣. Why, I am enough free.🤣🤣🤷‍♀️. Be encouraged. The world needs more of me, dontchathink?

Remember:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Nuff said.

Be encouraged. You are loved. You are not alone. https://www.instagram.com/reel/CyMcYSgO7Cd/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

Nuff said,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

All I have to give.

All I have to give, is me.

I give, you, me.

All I have to give, is my love.

I give, the world, my love.

You, may not receive, me.

That’s okay. I give, me, anyway.

The world, may not receive, me.

That’s okay. I give the world, me, anyway.

All I can do, is all I can do.

THAT is enough, for me.

Will THAT, be enough, for you?

Maybe.

Maybe, not.

That’s okay.

I’m okay.

So are you.

And, if not, its perfectly okay, to NOT be okay, until you are okay, once again.

Be encouraged.

Allow this week to be wonderful. Your moments are what you CHOOSE them to be. Choose, joy. Choose, love. Choose, hope. Choose, peace.

Yes, the world will mock you and try to convince you all is lost, ugly and hopeless. Tell the world to kick rocks! Love, best you can. The rest, will come out in the wash.

thinking of you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I love you. Nuff said. Love me back, won’t you? Asking for Your Friend…

Heart check ❤: Are YOU okay?

Afternoon, beloveds. I’m just checking on YOU.

Yea, YOU!

You, who is ALWAYS looking out for everyone, save YOU.

Enough!

It’s time, beloveds, for you to look after, well, YOU!

I have been doing the same. I have taken off, the weekend, just for, well, ME!…lol.

I turned off:

The phone.

My mind.

Then, lost my mind, in football, fruit snacks and a whole lotta naps. Delicious.

Now, I turn to…YOU.

It’s time, beloveds, for you to start living YOUR life. Pursing YOUR dreams. Asking yourself why.

Yea, yea, folks will yammer on and on about your being selfish. Smh. Note, THOSE type folk are ONLY thinking of THEIR interests, not yours. Tell them to kick rocks. Better, ignore them.

Folk who truly love you, will understand and will watch your back, as you rest.

I got you. Rest, now.

Be encouraged and remember:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

your friend truly,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: The reason WHY I write this blog is to let folk KNOW they are loved and not alone. I don’t seek you out for likes and money. Yes, I enjoy seeing a like or two. They give me warm fuzzies. Yes, I would love for folk to support my GoFundMe page so one day I can do what I really want to do on a large scale.

If that never happens, I am fully content and rejoice in being able to visit with YOU, on the daily.

You see, I have ALWAYS wanted to write this way, in a forum such as this. Yet, I let fear and what I thought others may or may not think of my words, of me, keep me from writing, unapologetically.

Today, I write. Unapologetically. In the hope that others, that you, may take courage and live out your foolish dreams. Foolishly, joyfully and without apologies.

You are NOT:

A, burden.

An, error.

A, mistake.

You ARE:

A, delight.

A, joy.

A force, to be reckoned with.

I have CHOSEN, to spend the rest of my days, reminding you, reminding ME, of these things.

Love someone, today. Start, with YOU, won’t you? Asking for A Friend. He loves you…

I love.

I love:

Being still.

Quiet.

Silent.

Being me is a lot. I admit it. Unapologetically. I am loud. Can’t help it. Always have been. Always will be.

Yet, I am also quiet. Still. Silent.

Folks don’t like it, when I get quiet.

“Why are you quiet?”

My quiet, disquiets them.

Why?

Beats me.

I think folk envy loud folk. I think quiet folks, wish they could be more loud. They can. They are afraid.

Why?

Cuz, life want loud folk to shut up. Loud folks tend to point out the elephant in the room. The world does not care for elephants, to be fed.

Good grief! WHY I woke up, in such a philosophical mood, is beyond me. I want to sleep. My heart wants to talk of elephants and quiet.

Be quiet, I want to tell my heart!

I love:

Being odd, for no good reason, of a morning.

Be well. Mostly, be you.

being odd for no good reason,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I needed a third piece, to complete my daily trilogy. This was as good as any.😆. The woman has jokes.🥰😋.

Have an awesome Sunday. I have a delicious day of 🏈 football waiting!! YAAAAAASSS!!

The louder I am, the quieter I have gotten.

The louder I am, the quieter, I have gotten.

The more, I have to say. The less, I find, to say.

Odd.

I am.

How odd.

oddly saying less,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I find this piece, odd. Deliciously so! How odd? So what? Why can’t I be odd? I can. So can you. The point, of the piece, of life, of this moment, is to BE. In, the moment. IN THE MOMENT!

Who cares who think it’s odd? Why can’t you be odd?! Be. Who you are. Unapologetically.

And the people said:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

THAT does not define you.

A relationship.

A job.

A house.

A car.

A mate.

No mate.

A child.

No child.

THAT does NOT, define who you are.

THAT does NOT, define who you are not.

THAT does NOT, define who you will/can be.

We fail each other, don’t we, when we try to cramp one another, into this box or that one?

Why, don’t we hold one another, by what we say, by what we do, by who we ARE?

Why must we have, before we can have, the esteem, of another?

Can’t I, just be, me?

Can’t you, just be, you?

Must we, be defined, by who we loved, by who we had, by who we didn’t have?

Must we, define ourselves, by where we live, where we didn’t live, who did or did not live, by us?

Must our children, or lack thereof, bear the brunt, of our definition? Must THEY be, in order for us to feel as if we, belong?

What then, does this, make our children?

Oh, that we lived, in a world, where our merit is by OUR merit. Yet, we have unmerited favor, by He who loves us, just cuz.

Just cuz, we are.

Never forget:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

I have been under the weather. No fun. It reminds me I know not how long I shall roam. I find myself wanting to shake the whole damned world. Wake up. Life is short. Time for us all to wake, from our slumber.

I am awake. The Universe is calling. Can you hear??…

listening,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: These words, won’t let me rest. They need to find…YOU! Go, now. You know I am speaking, to you. The Universe needs you. Ah, you feel it! That tug. That pull. Fear not. Go…

THAT defines who you are.

THAT defines who you are.

That.

That!

THAT!!

THAT defines who you are:

Your, try, or lack, therof.

Your, love, or lack thereof.

Your, care, or lack thereof.

Your, choices, or lack, thereof.

Your empathy, or lack, thereof.

Your, faith, or lack, thereof.

What you lack, financially, does NOT, define you.

What you lack, status-wise, does NOT, define you.

What you lack, physically, does NOT, define you.

Therefore:

Try.

Love.

Care.

Empathize.

Choose.

Believe.

In, you.

In, Life.

In, Love.

In, me.

In, God.

In, The Universe.

In, your fellow man.

In, your community.

In, your family.

The world will tell you not to. Tell the world to kick rocks and care, anyway. You and I are defined, partially, aren’t we, by…?

You tell me. Too often, we wait for others, for things, for this, for that, to define us. Best WE be about defining ourselves, eh, beloveds?

Life is much too short. Keep doing THAT…

doing THAT with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You tell me…

The Universe woke me up this morning.

The Universe, woke me up, this morning.

“Your life is about to change”.

How?

In what way?

Breathless, I await.

For?

I know not.

I find myself, breathless.

I have found, myself.

Ah.

Aha!

Your life is about to change, beloveds.

How?

In what way?

Ah.

Aha!

Keep asking.

breathless,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life woke me up early, this morning. Why? I shall tell you, perhaps, at day’s end. Don’t you have your own present, as in the present, to open? Let us go. Our lives are about to change…

You don’t HAVE to.

I made some instant coffee.

Instantaneously, two thoughts occurred:

Ewww!

Yech!!

By far, the worst cup of coffee in the history of mankind. I almost drink it. I was raised not to be wasteful. There were starving children, you see, across the world.

What did I do with the worst possible history of mankind? I thought of start with children across the sea, and poured the coffee down the drain. I’m tired of being guilted into doing things. I made a fresh cup of coffee.

I am done doing all the things the world thinks I should. The only things I should do, is to ask myself what I am going to do.

I no longer do things, blindly. I no longer do things, because that’s how they were always done. I no longer do things, because I have to. I don’t have to do anything neither do you.

I’m working on being the best me that I can be. For me. I can’t help what the world does. I can’t help what you do. All I can do is shine my life.

I like my blog because it brings me joy. It pleases me to encourage others. To encourage myself. With my words. Words, that comes from my soul. Words, that makes me laugh. Words, that makes me think. Words, that hopefully makes other people laugh and think.

Staying positive takes work. Doing your best when you’re tired, takes effort. Caring and a world where Caroline is scoffed at, takes real effort. I don’t have to. I choose to. I want to.

I love making it do what it do. I love being about being about. I enjoy making dumb sentences. I enjoy making myself laugh with my own words. I get a kick out of daydreaming about what my life could be. I enjoy being me.

Enjoy your life, beloved. Do things because you choose to. Never because you feel you have to. Or that you should.

Stop lying about what others think of you. What do you think of you? If you are satisfied with your efforts, let that be enough. You are enough. I will keep telling you this, unto you believe me. Until, you believe in you.

Take care of your heart, for it is precious. As are you. You know what I am about to say next:

You are love.

You are not alone.

Keep on being you.

You got this.

I got you.

Rejoicing,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: this is your time. Use it.