Make some joy bubbles.

I have a weird πŸ˜‚ laugh.

Which makes me laugh, when I laugh.

It feels me with joy.

I call it my joy bubbles.

Why?

It makes me laugh, to say that, which makes me laugh, which makes more joy bubbles.

πŸ˜†

We need to make more joy bubbles, don’t you think?

Life is so very short. I’m doing the best that I can and make the most of my life I miss my mom. I miss others that have passed away. I hate that I was not able to buy mamma home like I had always wanted to now, I must make a home among all without my mom

I’m doing my best, mom. I wish you were here. I wish you could see me now, mom. I wish I could hear your crazy laugh. I wish I could leave my head on your Buddha belly I wish so many things.

I’m trying, mom. Can you see me?

Laugh with me mom. Let’s make joy bubbles together, okay?

This year has gone mighty fast I have scarcely been able to keep up with it.

Make some joy bubbles, beloved. Life is shorter than any of us know.

Leave regrets behind. There is no changing the past. Move forward. Move on. Move beyond.

Beyond:

The past.

Past, mistakes.

Mistakes are just that.

Begin.

Again.

Then, again, if needed.

Rinse.

Repeat.

One step.

One step.

One step.

Be encouraged.

Take care of yourself for me.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Healing: Some things(dreams) must be πŸ’” broken.

I broke my ankle many years ago. It hurt. Yet, it healed much stronger.

I have to admit though, I became afraid to skate after that I was afraid I would break my ankle again. I stopped skating.

I hate to say this. But, I did my dreams like that, as well. I told myself they were just too hard to keep carrying around. I wanted to be a motivational speaker. Yet, I let myself listen to people who told me I was just too damn loud. Still, something inside me always had that dream.

Now, I’m doing the best I can to make my dream come. I fail, every day. Every day, my heart breaks a little bit more and more. Every day. Every moment, my world shatters as my dream remains, unfulfilled.

Broken.

Humbled.

Battered.

Into, submission.

Submitting, now. Learning. Growing. Broken. Pieces, used now, for new things. Broken pieces, now making me, into a new me. Broken pieces. Now beautiful. Broken pieces. Now, a masterpiece!

Some things, must be broken. Some dreams, must be broken. In order, for The Universe, to make something new.

New!

Be encouraged, beloveds. If you have been broken, be encouraged. You are being made into a brand-new thing. Rejoice!

I don’t mind when hard breaks thing, in me. In fact, I get excited. For, I know life is making ME into something fantastic!

You can have the last laugh, beloveds. You WILL have the last laugh. Ha!

When your whole world seems shaken and turned upside down, don’t despair. The Universe is making a new dream inside you. Be patient, with you. Say ow, when it hurts. Laugh, when you can. Be still and know…

It’s okay, to be discouraged. It’s okay, to be disappointed. It’s okay, to be frustrated, as things get broken in your life. This time WILL pass. Make sure you stay joyful. Don’t allow your broken pieces, to break you. You SHALL be restored. You SHALL be renewed. You SHALL be transformed.

You are healing, beloveds. Healing, takes time. Healing, is lonely. Healing, hurts. Most people, are afraid to do the hard work of healing. Be proud of yourself, beloveds. You have and are doing what is necessary to live a good life. Let this be enough, okay?

Keep going. You don’t go alone.

Remember:

You are loved.

You are not alone. Period

Keep on being… YOU.

Here,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, really? Smh. Be about being about it.

In the meantime: Don’t fight the fall.

Vertigo is a pain in the…..uh, oh.

Yet, it helps me to slow down.

I have also had to learn how to fall, correctly.

Otherwise, I could take a header, down the stairs, or walking around, and be in a great big pile of…uh, oh.

Nobody likes to fall/fail/mess up. It happens. Doesn’t mean we are failures and mess ups, does it?

Of course not.

Once you understand you WILL fall, you can get up and begin. Again. And, again. And, again. As many times as needed.

Rinse.

Repeat.

Waiting for your dreams to come true can be…uh, oh.

In the meantime, don’t be afraid to fall. Learn to fall, correctly. Don’t fuss and whine and complain and give up on you and your dreams. Keep on keeping on. Yea, you can fuss. So long as you take your fussing, with you!

In the meantime…*sigh*…three words that makes you want to ram something somewhere!!!!

In the meantime:

Live your life. Enjoy you. Taters?

enjoying life in the meantime,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

How to: One page(step) at a time.

I don’t know.

I don’t know how!

Not knowing is maddening. Not knowing is frustrating. Not knowing is…

Yet, the more I tried, the more I learn and grow.

One step.

One step.

One step.

One word. One sentence. One paragraph. Until, a page is made. Then, one page becomes two. Two pages, becomes a chapter. Soon, one chapter becomes a book.

Keep trying, beloved. You are learning how to, one step at a time.

Enjoy the journey. Enjoy every moment. This time will come again. Have fun making 1 million mistakes. This is your book. Right it how you like.

Writing with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: how wonderful! You can make your life be whatever you want it to be. How great is that?! What are you waiting for? Start writing your how-to manual!

And the people said:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

It’s time to reprogram.

It’s time to reprogram. It’s time to renew our minds. It’s time for us to reset. Yes, it’s time.

It’s time to start something new. It’s time to begin again. It’s time to erase old things. It’s time to run. It’s time to start a new chapter. It’s time to make a new friend.

It’s time to reprogram.

It’s time to start fresh. It’s time to laugh. It’s time to dream. It’s time to hope. It’s time to dance. It’s time to sing.

It’s time to reprogram.

It’s time to change the channel. It’s time to open new doors. It’s time to close on doors. It’s time to take a chance.

It’s time for reprogram.

It’s time to refresh.

It’s time.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I have been needing to program my Dragon software for months. I can’t make any excuses because it takes time to program things where recognize my voice. I kept telling myself I didn’t have the time to take the time to do what was needed to be done.

I did not have time to make the software work the way it was needing to work. So, I kept making excuses and complaining about how tired my hands were from typing. Today, I was tired of being tired. I took the time. I hooked up everything. I spent the time it took to get my voice recognized. Is it perfect, or working how it is supposed to? No, but, it is working.

I was going to lay down.

I was going to be lazy.

I refused to be lazy.

I got thangs to do!

Life is short. It’s time to reprogram. Do what you have been putting off.

Time to go now, beloveds. Time to do that which we know we are supposed to be doing. Will we mess up? Absolutely. So what!? Get after it…

Tell worry to shut it!

Shut it!

Shut up!

Get out!!

Yea, beloveds.

Worry started early, this morning. The landlord has raised the rent. Again! I had a fit last year. Barely scraped by. Just. Whew!

Now, the rent is higher, come October!😳

Last year, when I made that first October payment, I cried. ALL day. I mean it.

This year, after finding the rent has gone up significantly, AGAIN, after I passed out, revived myself, passed out, AGAIN, I promised myself I would NOT spend the year, on financial terror.

I took ALL my bills, er, cares and put them in God’s Lap. And, am leaving them there! Told Him that it is HIS problem. And, since Jesus is My Bestie, He needs to be about being about meeting my needs. The Bible ain’t just a book of cute stories, dontchaknow?

Anywho, worry tried to remind me October was coming. I told worry to shut it and get out of my way!

Now, am having a delightful plate of scrambled eggs, coffee and doing what I can do to alleviate/mitigate and enjoy my day. Life is short. I REFUSE to waste time on things I can’t fix or change, at the moment.

That said, joy can be ours, beloveds, as we live. In the moment. Embracing the day.

I used to, allow my circumstances to control my mood. Then, I would allow my mood to, dictate my actions. Then, I would give my actions permission, to act ten kinds of fool.

I’m so thankful, beloved. I have learned, to cut myself some slack. I have learned how to recognize that I am much more than my mistakes, my failures, and my successes.

I found that I really can do all things through Christ who centers me. I don’t mean to get preachy here. It really bothers me how people have used God to make other people feel bad or do what they wanted them to do. It makes me sad, how people use each other instead of love one another.

In the past, I hid behind walls. I ran away from everything that could cause me pain. I ran away from my hopes and dreams. There were just too hard to carry.

I know now, that I am so much more than I ever gave myself credit for. I spend my days now, beloved, encouraging other people to just be themselves. I want folks to know how much joy they can find in life.

Mostly, I just want folks to know that they truly are love and that they truly are not alone. This world can be difficult because it feels so being while we feel so very small.

I’m talking to myself, beloved’s, as well as talking to you. I’m talking to the 20-year-old me. I’m telling her that I am so sorry that I didn’t believe more in her. I’m telling her that I believe in her now. I’m telling her that she can and that she will.

Life is so much shorter than any of us truly realize. When I lost my mom in 2016, I thought the world was over. It wasn’t. It’s not. Life has so much more to offer me. I just have to be courageous enough to receive it.

I can.

I will.

I wonder now, if I will ever make it where I think I want to be. Who knows? The destination, is no longer my goal. The finish line, is no longer my end or aim. I no longer need a cheering crowd. I no longer need adoring fans.

Tell worry to shut up!

Tell fear to shut up!

Tell about to shut up!

Then, get up and go anyway.

This life, the loveless, it’s all that you have. Live, with attention. Live, withhold. Live, with joy.

Don’t let anybody tell you what you can and cannot do or be. Especially, you. Encourage yourself, beloved. Enjoy your life. Embrace the hard. Be still and know that you don’t have to do this life by yourself.

Love somebody. Start with you. Don’t let another moment passed that you don’t recognize how truly awesome your life is. It’s an honor to be around you. You are a blessing. Period. End of story.

What you waiting for, beloved? Get going now.

Be encouraged,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

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Be what you need.

Be what YOU need.

Be:

A friend.

Lend:

A hand.

Do:

For another.

Give:

From that which you think you can’t spare.

Love:

As many as you can wrap your heart around.

Be what YOU need.

The Universe WILL ensure you receive much more than you thought possible. I dare you…

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be what YOU need. Your turn and time will come. It will. In the meantime, show someone some love. The world needs all the love it can get…

Keep being YOU!

Keep being YOU! https://www.instagram.com/reel/CxMBRPhuZes/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

It’s your time.

Get going, now…

Own your choices.

YOU, made the choice.

Don’t blame, anyone else.

YOU, reacted to what did or did not happen.

YOU, chose to try or not try.

YOU chose not to make a choice. Leaving others, to make the choice for you!

Don’t blame, me.

YOU, refused to let ANY folk in, because you were hurt by what SOME folk, did.

YOU, withdrew from dream participation, because of anticipation you would fail or fail to win.

YOU, gave up hope, because you hoped in folk who had no business being in your life, in the first place.

Don’t blame, them.

YOU!

Don’t blame us.

Get up anyway.

Try.

Go on now!

I will.

*Cassandra turns from the mirror and goes on about being about it.*

keeping it πŸ’―,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

πŸ—’: NO victims up in THIS blog, beloveds. We own our choices, don’t we? Forgive. Move forward. Rinse. Repeat. Nuff said.

And the people said:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Take your medicine, Cassandra.

I hate taking medicine.

Hate, hate, hate it!

I was not feeling well.

Take your medicine, Cassandra, my body told me.

I pouted.

I took my medicine.

Eventually, I began to feel better.

Okay, so I am a bit baby when I get sick.

As an adult, I am learning to take my medicine and keep it moving.

I have been putting pride aside and dealing with MY feelings. Yesterday, I reached out to a friend and admitted I was a bit hurt from being kicked to the curb because they were all up in their life.

It felt good to be honest. With me. With them. I want nothing coming between me and enjoying life as best as can.

I have also prioritized my time. I have been letting fam and friends know I HAVE to get to bed early and reorganize my day to have time to right, to do me, to hang with God, to enjoy coffee and sports, to enjoy phone yaks with fam and friends.

In short, I can’t ask The Universe for this, that and the other and not do MY part in living a productive and fruitful life.

I am still a bit under the weather. Am not letting that stop me. Just moving a bit slower, taking medicine, getting plenty of fluids and being about being about it.

Speaking of that…

Meal prep is calling. Laundry is hollering. Yikes!

Take care, beloveds. Be sure to take your medicine. If you have a relationship that needs to be addressed, don’t be afraid to pick up the phone. Let someone know you are missing them. Someone may be missing you! Get going now…aite?

Take care.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

And the peanut gallery said:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU