You are the miracle you have been looking for!

You are the miracle you have been looking for!

Get out there and live.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on beingโ€ฆYOU!

Make it work for your good.

I couldn’t sleep.

I tried everything.

My dreams just did NOT want me to go to bed. They wanted to continue to play in broad daylight!

My dreams were basking in the sunlight upon their face. I enjoyed dancing within their embrace.

When I was working, beloveds, I always lamented about not being able to work when I wanted.

My creativity is most alive in the midnight hours. I love writing in the dead of night. To me, it feels like I am the only one up in the entire world. Me and God yakking. God and me carrying on about any and everything.

I especially love writing, listening to music, praying for folk, daydreaming between the hours of two and four. Ask me why, I still don’t know.

I tend to wind down around 6 or 7 am. Then, ALL I wanted to do was to go to sleep.

The only problem with that was I had to get up and work my PAYING job.๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ด

It was exhausting. It felt like I was up 24/7. Unsustainable.

Before I lost my job, beloveds, I grew more and more restless. What I wanted to do did NOT pay the bills.

What paid the bills was no longer satisfying. Yikes! Egads! Fresh hell.

I prayed and prayed and prayed for a way out.

Silence.

The tornado came.

Loudly.

I find myself rebuilding my financial bricks. With no straw. ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜ซ๐ŸŒŠ

I am doing my utmost to use what I have. What I have doesn’t seem to be โš’ working. Not for me, at least.

I’m trying.

The tornado has given me the time to write when I want. So, now I get up at odd hours. I work at weird times. I do breakfast things at the dinner hour. Fantastic!

I hate the tornado happened. The happening, just so happened to have delivered me the opportunity to work when I want. What I have ALWAYS wanted but was too fearful to try.

I chose stability over uncertainty. What good did that do me? I’m smack dab in the middle of the uncertainty I had run from my whole life.๐Ÿ˜ณ

Now, I am using what I have.

Use what you have. Do what you can with what you know.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on beingโ€ฆYOU!

You are more than what you are going through!

There is more to this life than your struggles.

There is more to this life than just what you can see.

There is more to you than you give yourself credit for!

It can be easy to feel as though we are nothing more than the painful things we go through.

These times pass. Until they do, hang in there!

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You got this.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on beingโ€ฆYOU!

Let your cut off time BE your cut off time.

I told myself NO writing in bed after I have stopped for the day. This may be tough. I am used to snatching up my phone at odd hours.

I am trying to train myself to shut things down so I can REST through the night.

Decades of being on call, to the universe, has made it hard to shut down.

If we are going to accomplish our dreams, beloveds, we are going to have to treat our minds much better than we do.

We are going to have to give our minds the rest, the quiet, the refilling they deserve.

Pick a cut off time and cut things off! Let your mind rejuvenate.

How can your mind do what it needs to do if it is forever filled with doom scrolling?๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿค”

My body is slowly adapting to this. It is relaxing more at night. It is allowing ME to be still and peaceful as the night comes calling. It no longer feels as if it is on call.

What is the point of perpetual motion for motion’s sake?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Rest your mind. Turn things off EVERY day. Have an awesome day today. I love you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on beingโ€ฆYOU!

I have stopped making things so easy.

Lazy is super mad at me.

I have stopped making things so easy for lazy.

I had a snack area conveniently located next to my bed. Hence, lazy enjoyed snacking in bed.

I moved my coffee station from next to my work desk. Now, I make later go into the kitchen to make the coffee. This way, I get to stretch my legs, while lazy gets some act right first thing, in the morning!

I have been pondering whether I would have made such drastic changes if not for the tornado I went through.

I will never know. I DO know that I CHOSE to make the devastating event work for my GOOD.

I could have, just as easily, chosen to whine, complain and use the tornado as an excuse to give up. I didn’t. I won’t.

I have used all this hard, to my ADVANTAGE. I have found a want to in me that I had NO idea was there.

I had not the first clue how resilient I actually am. I secretly thought I would cave if things went on “for too long”. This has been far from the case. The harder things have been, the harder I fight. For me. For my dreams.

Ah, beloveds, don’t let your lazy keep you from seeing, from experiencing your resiliency, your tenacity, your strength!

You got this. You do.

Beloveds, these times are here to show you how truly amazing/special you are!

Lift up your head!

You have NOTHING to be ashamed of!

You are exactly where The Universe knew you would be. Everything that has gone on, in your life, has been factored into the equation.

Stop judging yourself so harshly. If you have fallen, laugh, get up, try again. Rinse. Repeat.

In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You got this. One small step at a time. Celebrate your small victories!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on beingโ€ฆYOU!

An ocean of one.

We need each other.

I got you.

Have me back.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is short. Love someone. Starting with you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on beingโ€ฆYOU!

Pieces.

Pieces.

Separate.

Equal.

Needed.

We are all pieces. Pieces to this puzzle called life. Each needed. All necessary.

The puzzle can’t be completed without me. Without you.

Where are you? Where have you been? Where are you going? You are needed.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: We need one another…*sigh*.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on beingโ€ฆYOU!

Speak: Your voice is unique. Your voice is needed.

EVERY day, lately, ALL I have been hearing is that MY voice is not needed.

I have been told I am NOT needed. The ๐ŸŒŽ world has been telling me that NOBODY gives a damned about hearing MY voice.

To that, my dream whispers, still, “Speak”.

I will. EVERY day.

Speak, beloveds. This world needs to hear from you.

Your voice is:

Unique.

Needed.

Uniquely qualified!

What have YOU to say?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿคจ๐ŸŽค๐ŸŒŠ. We ARE listening, beloveds. Impact your world. Be a light. Shine your light.

Remember:

You are worthy.

You are worthwhile.

You are worth it!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on beingโ€ฆYOU!

Real talk: I haven’t written since mom died.

I just now, JUST NOW, beloveds, came to an astonishing truth/conclusion:

I have written since mom passed away 2016.

Not really. Not the stories I used to. Not the poems/songs I used to.

I didn’t even realize it until just now. When mom died, God told me to write. To write about it. About her.

For many years, I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. I didn’t. It’s the one rebellion I definitely kept from God. I wasn’t ready. My dreams went in that casket with her.

Since my friend challenged me to keep my pieces at one minute, and get straight to the point, the writer in me woke up.

I found myself jotting down phrases. Short bursts of feeling found their way onto the pages of my heart.

I found myself speaking to myself, as well as to others. I am calling forth myself. Where has she been hiding all this time?

I don’t know what to make of this development. I shall sit with it a while. I shall see where these words will lead me.

Ah, God, what do I do with me now?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I don’t even know what I am trying to say or who these words are for. You know who you are.

Keep moving forward. Keep discovering those parts of you that hid during times of immense grief and hardship.

Spring is here. It’s time for old dreams to breathe and live again. Rise. We got thangs to do.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on beingโ€ฆYOU!

Filling the other half:The Change In Me Is You

Beloveds, I have a WONDERFULLY, AMAZING secret to tell you. Come close.

Ppppsssst…

Did you know THE most crucial person who can and needs to love you is…

YOU!

Yep, YOU, beloveds. Click play, close your eyes and listen and get your heart filled a bit.

YOU really will be the biggest change for your life. Here you have been waiting for God, for Life, for The Universe to send you the person that will change your life.

Tada!

Aren’t you glad I shared this magnificent secret of life to you? There are many life secrets that shall open before you as you open your heart and allow things in.

Even seemingly foolish assignments and thangs…lol.

Get out there and live.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Remember that you are worthy, you are worth it. You are worthwhile.

You are the answer to so many of your questions. You get in your way. You are your hero. You are your toughest critic. You have been your worst protagonist.

Get out of your way, beloveds.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on beingโ€ฆYOU!