Category: Writing

Sometimes, losing things makes room for new things.

My streaming service is still acting a fool. My playlist is gone!! I have had to take another eternity to rebuild it.

The great thing about this is I am discovering new shows I probably would have never come across. I used to be a creature of habit. I say ‘used to’ because I am trying to teach myself to experience new things and people.

I am checking out new channels, creators, content and other things to open myself up to learning the world through as many eyes and minds as I can.

I have been listening to young folk, old folk, weird folk, super serious folk. I have been listening to men’s viewpoint and views from both sides of the aisle. I have shaken my head at the lot of us.

Still, I remain hopeful. We are all more alike than different. The common thing I have been observing is how passionate folk are about wherever they stand. We just need to turn this passion towards uplifting one another, instead of tearing one another down.

I tell folk to be encouraged. Everyday. We all need to hear it. Be encouraged.

Keep working towards your dreams. Life is short. It’s okay to help others with theirs. Just make sure to spend the bulk of your time on YOURS. That way, you can help more folk if you are so inclined.

I am tired of losing things. I am tired of making 🍋 lemonade. So what? These lemons are still going to be waiting for me to DO something with them.

Today, I took disappointment and made some pieces out of them. After I cried for an hour.

What will I DO now? Wait. Patiently. Okay, as patiently as an old lady can wait.🥰😆

Keep betting on YOU. Remember, you are infinitely priceless. Stop throwing your money away over consuming stuff to prove how valuable you are. Kick rocks on that!

hopeful for us all,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I am still weighing next steps. In the meantime, I am at least taking a step. Then, another. Then, another. Take ONE step, beloveds. Just one. Sometimes, the next step is the scariest one. So what. Take the step anywho. In case no one has told you today: I love you.So does He.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

When you are feeling your lowest, lift up your head.

When you are feeling your lowest, lift up your head.

When you are feeling the most hopeless, lift up someone else.

When you are feeling the most discouraged, move your feet FORWARD.

When you are feeling the most discouraged, keep looking UP.

Move FORWARD, beloveds.

Look UP! Don’t look down. There is nothing underneath your feet but despair. Enjoy the wall. Look at the beautiful sky. Feel the sun shining down upon you.

Look around at the beautiful life you ARE building. It’s NOT a pile of rubbish and rubble. The foundation you are building is being built on FAITH, not fear and dread.

The Universe is forcing me to walk this highwire without a net. Why? So, I can learn:

Trust.

TRUE faith.

How to reach out for help.

How to RECEIVE/ACCEPT help.

How to keep fighting for my dreams.

See, beloveds, The Universe allows these tough things to get us to toughen our resolve. God don’t give us pillows when we think we need them.

God knows it is much more important for us to CHOOSE what we will and will not try or do. It is in the CHOOSING and the DOING that WE change our mindset, first. Our outlook, second. This then changes our circumstances.

The Universe could have opened Its wallet long time ago. Which would have, temporarily, given me money. But, I would have remained in a fear-filled rut.

I am dealing with these fears: Fears of loss, fears of losing, fears of growing older, fears of growing older alone.

I have had to deal with my why: Why I write. Why I love to encourage. Why I care so much.

I love because He first loved me. Period. End of story. I know this may be an eye roller for some. I can live with that.

I love you, beloveds. If you are reading these words, I love YOU. You need to know you are thought of. You are cared for. You are cherished.

Be encouraged. If you are truly in a tussle with life, just know it’s for your good. Life really is working for your good.

Stop getting on yourself so much. This hard is NOT your fault. Even if it is, you can still grow from it through your choices and actions.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Lift up your head. You can’t see the sun looking down…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Reframing: If you’ve got a challenge, move to it.

If you’ve got a challenge, move to it.

If you experience hardship, groove to it.

If life is pressing in, press on.

If things have been getting you down, turn on some music and get down to it!

Life is literally what YOU make it. You tell yourself things won’t work out. You make things harder when you choose apathy rather than doing something about things happening, in your life.

Real talk, beloveds, does it REALLY matter who/what/why/wherefore? Not really. What matters is what YOU DO ABOUT IT!

I did this to me. So what? What are you going to DO about it?

So and so did that to me. So what? What are you going to DO WITH IT?

The Universe allowed the other to happen to me. So what. How are you going to ACT following it?

Life is what we MAKE it. What are you making yours?

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You will never know until you try. Try, beloveds, and see what happens.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Reframing: No longer disappointed.

I have told disappointment it was no longer welcome in my life.

I have told hard it was now reclassified as a challenge.

I didn’t treat fear and doubt kindly. Told them both to go to hell! Ha!

I have learned, er, I am learning to IMMEDIATELY reframe what I am telling myself about ANY situation.

Before the tornado, I would have been super angry/distraught/dismayed by yesterday’s events. I won’t even give it space here by lamenting on what happened.

Something happened to me. It was NOT professional or nice. I WAS professional and went into things with hope, clarity and joy. Things turned out to not be on the up and up.

I chose to keep my head. I chose to keep my joy. I chose to keep my hope. I chose to keep my clarity.

I thanked God for His Friendship. I thanked The Universe for providing another opportunity for me to stand on FAITH business.

I left yesterday with yesterday. I had to much waiting for me in today!

Things happen. The lesson is what we DO and SAY about what happens.

Don’t add negative words or actions to your things, beloveds. No need in making things worse.

Don’t focus on the outcome. Focus on your try. The outcome will be what it shall be. THEN, deal with the outcome. Rinse. Repeat.

In the meantime, enjoy your day. Squeeze every drop of joy from the moments.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You got this! So go on and get it. Don’t fret about mistakes made. Don’t worry about the mishaps. Get on out there and happen to your day.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Give it all you’ve got. Then give it some more.

Give it all you’ve got. Then give it some more.

Nuff said.


Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep pushing that stone uphill. We got this. If you don’t know what I am referencing, I am much older than I thought…lol.

In modern terms that means keep on keeping on. Even as the way appears impassable. Move your obstacles. Stay obstinate when it comes to exhibiting persistent faith.

One step at a time. One pebble at a time. One boulder at a time. One mountain at a time…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

When disappointment shows up, add something to it.

I tried a new Cassandra dish. The dish was missing something.

I added some sauce. It was still missing something.

I added one thing more.

Aha!

Yum!

Life will ALWAYS throw us curve balls, beloveds. It’s up to US to adapt to the changes. I know it can get frustrating. Well, I know how disappointing this can be.

Instead, I CHOOSE to see disappointment and the like by new lenses: Challenges! Nothing more. Just challenges to make my faith muscles stronger.

I just turn it into another piece. Beloveds, use those adverse winds to propel you FORWARD.

I am already concocting a new dish with the fresh 🍋 lemons delivered today. How ’bout you?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: There is something about hearing a full grown 🌪 tornado, outside your door, that tends to male one a tad less afraid of the everyday nonsense that shows up!

Yes, I have grown weary of scammers but I no longer rush to the mad button. I am more:

Thoughtful.

Hopeful.

Resilient.

Persistent.

Faithful.

I promised myself I would continue to remain faithful to my try. No matter what.

Keep trying. You have NO idea what your try is doing. Neither do I. I have NO idea who has needed these words. I give them. Weary or not.

Keep giving YOU. You will be glad you did. Your legacy thanks you. The Universe thanks you. I thank you. In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

You’re welcome.

Victory, I have snatched you from the jaws of defeat.

You’re welcome.

Peace, I have wrestled you from the jowls of restlessness.

You’re welcome.

Joy, I have chosen to walk with you instead of despair.

You’re welcome.

Love, I have given you my heart, not hatred.

You’re welcome.

God: Thank you.

Me: You’re welcome.

grateful for the hard,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Snatch your victory from defeat. Take peace, love and joy with you with EVERY step you take, beloveds. Make hard easy. Reframe what you see. Be encouraged this day.

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

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Sorry. NOT sorry.

Fear, I done kicked you to the curb.

Sorry.

NOT sorry.

Doubt, no doubt you are mad at me for dismissing your foolishness.

Sorry.

NOT sorry.

Anger, I know you mad cuz I no longer turn to you with grievances.

Sorry.

NOT sorry.

Anxiety, I know you are anxious as I don’t mess with you no moe.

Sorry.

NOT sorry.

Don’t be mad just cuz I am no longer paying rent to yall. Be sure to tell ALL your negative friends I ain’t ’bout that life no moe again!

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Kick fear to the curb, beloveds. Tell doubt to take TWO seats. Tell anxiety to kick rocks. You are loved. You are NOT alone. So whatcha frettin’ about? Be about being about it and keep moving FORWARD.

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

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

56 and fearless.

I’m 56 and fearless!

I’m 56 and fierce!

I’m 56 and famished! I’m asking for what I want!!

I’m 56 and reaching for the stars.

I’m 56 and…

What are you, beloveds? Life is short. Dream big. Enjoy living in the present. Stop waiting for greener grass! Grow your own or picnic on the concrete.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I’m fixing to enjoy some football. Be good to you would you please?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Don’t get mad. Turn it into another piece.

I’m trying not to get mad.

I CHOOSE not to get mad.

I just wrote a piece that meant a lot to me. I was just about to reread it. My wombie was able to read it once. She thought it impactful.

Before our eyes, it was overwritten by the next piece.

Gone.

Finito.

History.

All the writers out there will understand the hurt that comes with losing words that can never be retrieved again. It’s like losing a loved one. I HAVE lost these precious words…*sigh*.

Of course, sis is now highly hacked. I am doing my best to console her. To console ME.

What else can I DO, beloveds, except to make some 🍋 lemonade out of THIS?

The piece I lost was called “God, how do I get over THIS?

It was a piece about trying to, learning to get over loss. Ironic. Insert laugh here.

HOW, beloveds, do we get over THIS?

We are never quite the same after THIS.

We don’t know what our lives will look like after THIS. WE would have dealt with THAT better.

We wonder why THIS has happened to us.

We feel different after THIS happened.

Ah, God, how do we get over THIS? HOW do we make our way PAST our THIS? HOW do we MOVE ON from our THIS?

We never asked for THIS to happen. Why us, God? Why, NOW, God? What have we done to deserve THIS?

I can’t speak to your THIS, beloveds. My THIS, the damned tornado and losing my job, has my world turned upside down. I have been trying to right it for five months.

Be encouraged. THIS too shall pass…lol.

Don’t get mad when you have suffered a setback. Okay, you can get mad. Just don’t waste too much time there. Throw mad in the 🗑 trash and keep it moving.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep choosing joy, love, hope and peace. Everything really will be okay. It will. Until then, enjoy your day. I enjoyed writing the piece I lost. I have THAT. Sure am annoyed THIS happened to it. Crapola.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!