Category: Writing

I now question.

I now question.

Every lie I ever listened to that was fed to me by the world, by others, by the enemy, by me.

Especially, me.

The lie that I would never be all I had hoped to be.

The lie that I could/would never do all God and Life have/had asked of me.

The lie that I was too much.

THAT is true.

I AM too much.

Too much to handle!

Heeeeeeyyyyy!!

I now question, challenge, dispute EVERY naysayer and Cassandra-hater. It’s now a they problem, not a me problem. Without question.

I now question why I ever questioned me.

Without question, I am answering every question posed to me:

By God.

By Life.

By me.

Especially, by and for me.

Questions are important. They lead to so many discoveries. Mostly, about/within ourselves. Seeking leads to finding. Finding leads to more questions, I am finding….lol.

Ah, it feels good, now, to question, my questions.

Can I?

Will I?

Won’t I?

Why did I?

Why didn’t I?

I am enjoying discovering all there is to know about me.

I find me incredibly fascinating.

Don’t you?

Keep questioning.

questioning still,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Day does not care about your feelings.

Day does NOT give two hoots about your feelings.

Yep, day says it is time to get after it.

So, we MUST get after it.

Whether we are:

Tired.

Bored.

Hot.

Broke.

Busted.

Disgusted.

Take your tired, bored, hot, broke, busted and disgusted self and get to conquering your day.

Life is short.

Time to stop wasting time, beloveds, don’tcha think?

Day could give two flying flips about your feels.

Get going.

Whether you feel like it, or not.

Whether you think you will get something out of things, or not.

Whether you believe things will do this, that, or the other thing.

Try.

Get up and try.

Something.

Somehow.

Some kind of way.

Make it work.

You make your foolishness work.

You make your laziness work.

You make your temper tantrums work.

Now, make your try work. Make it dance. Make it do what it does until it does what needs to be done.

Get going.

going with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Do NOT waste another moment arguing with yourself about what you do and do not feel like doing. Just do the thing, already! Life is so very short. Take your fear/doubt/anxiety with you as you go. Drop them off somewhere, far, far, away and keep moving towards your future. Whatever your future holds, don’t allow your present to hold a bunch of lazy. Tell lazy to go on ahead and kick rocks. I am kicking with you.

Believe.

Believe.

In:

You.

Your dreams.

Your present.

Your future.

Believe.

That:

You can.

You shall.

You will.

Believe:

In spite of.

Because of.

Believe in you.

Why?

Why not?

Why not you?

Why not your dreams?

Why not your dreams now?

Who say you can’t?

Who says you won’t?

Who cares you can’t/won’t.

You CAN.

You WILL.

Believe.

Believe it.

Watch what your belief will do.

Watch your belief will your dreams into existence.

Belief will.

YOUR belief will.

Believe.

In.

You.

God does.

Life does.

You must.

Believe.

believing in you,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Belief will carry you where fear and doubt never can or will. You CAN. You WILL. Keep going. Keep on being…you.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

I love you.

Love someone.

Starting with you.

Don’t let your yesterday dictate to your tomorrow.

Yesterday can be sneaky!

Yea, yesterday likes to be nosey and will try to run your tomorrow, if you let it!

Yesterday, does NOT like to be dismissed. Yesterday, can not stand being relegated to it’s rightful place…YESTERDAY!

God gave yesterday, yesterday, for a reason. We can’t have a successful tomorrow, if we are forever trying to live in and stay a part of, yesterday.

It matters not if yesterday was the best day, you ever had. Doesn’t even matter if yesterday was the worst you have ever seen.

Yesterday, belongs with all the other yesterdays: In yesterday.

I found myself spending all day, today, wresting my tomorrow from my yesterday.

Let go.

Let tomorrow go, yesterday!!

You had your day.

You had your say.

Tomorrow IS coming.

Today is already here.

Stop wasting the time.

Yesterday, your time has passed.

Thank you, yesterday.

For helping to prepare today.

For counseling tomorrow.

You have done your job, yesterday.

You won, your way. Now, let tomorrow have it’s say.

Please know, yesterday, God, Life and I know that we would not have come this far without you.

You have done your work. Let today do it’s part. Let today, then, hand the day over to tomorrow.

Take care, yesterday. You shall never be forgotten as you contain moments too precious to forget. Rest now.

*Cassandra takes today’s hand and walks towards tomorrow, not knowing if tomorrow shall be there…*

living in the moment for the moment
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: The night before we start the work week can be challenging. It can be tough to not dread the coming busy week. Enjoy each day, each moment. Who knows what the tide shall bring, to quote a famous Tom Hanks movie…

Miserably happy.

I have never been so miserably happy in all my life.

Sounds extremely dumb.

Miserably happy.

Yet, I am.

Content.

Miserably hot.

Miserably sore of hand.

Miserably short of finances.

Miserably short of realized dreams.

I realize, however, I need only to try and leave life to doing whatever it shall do. Therefore, I am happy. Miserably so…*shrug*.

I have done all I know.

I have fought as hard and as much as I could.

I have given all I have.

I have loved to the best of me.

I have stacked the days.

I have failed.

I have begun.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Laughing, miserably, all the way.

What shall I do tomorrow?

Beats me.

I am having too much fun being miserably happy, today.

What are you doing?

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Miserable is all in how you take it. My miserable is becoming a bit bored. My miserable thinks I am just too darned jolly and happy and should be more miserable. Ha, I told my miserable. Think I shall dance around the room, with my miserable and make it dizzy…..hahahahahahahaha!

Dance with me.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

You are worth it.

8 bucks.

8 dollars.

EIGHT DOLLARS!

I was going to send back this portable air conditioner back for a cheaper unit. Only the cheaper unit did not come with a remote.

It also did not come with a nice strap or cool led lights.

At first,  I told myself I did not need the bells and whistles. I would manage with just the fan.

I ordered the cheaper unit.

I started a return on the fun unit with the lights, remote and sturdy strap.

I lay in the dark talking to my soon to depart lit up portable air conditioner. Blue winked at me and told me of all I would miss with my cheaper unit. Red laughed at me and promised to have fun without me. Green pitied me and asked if I was worth eight extra bucks. Yellow called me a coward for not choosing to enjoy my unit. Instead, choosing to pinch a few pennies for a rainy day.

Umbrella reminded me it may be weeks before the next rain. Fan told us all to shut up and make a decision because it was hot in here!

Needless to say, blue, green, yellow, red and I are all enjoying my tad more expensive unit.

chilling,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Sometimes you need to allow yourself an extra eight dollars to enjoy something for the sheer pleasure of enjoying something.

You work hard. Enjoy a treat every now and again. You are worth a bit of whimsy. Must EVERYTHING be so life and death? Laugh. Live. Love. Just a little would you please/thanks?

Lift your head long enough to enjoy the clouds, the rain, the blue sky, the cloudy sky, the rainbow, the snow, the…

At the end of the day.

At the end of the day, you have done your all.

At the end of the day, you gave it your best shot.

So, at the end of the day, if at the end of the day, the day has not gone your way…

*shrug*

You tried.

At the end of the day, your try is what mattered.

Wipe the dust from your bow.

Take your bow.

Let the evening have it’s way.

You have done your all.

It’s the end.

Of the day.

Let it go.

Tomorrow is waiting.

Who knows what tomorrow shall bring.

content,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You tell me. Am all outta notes. Fill my bag up, please and thanks….

Look again: Only the beginning.

Look again.

What you feared was the end is only the beginning.

A new beginning.

Your beginning.

You are beginning, again.

This time, on sure footing.

This time, not alone.

This time, is YOUR time, to begin.

Again.

Anew.

Renewed.

Look again.

Closely.

Can’t you see?

Take a step.

Just one.

Then, take another.

And, another.

Ah.

Yes.

Now, run.

Run, now.

Your dreams are up ahead.

You got this.

Stretch.

Strain.

Struggle.

Keep going.

Aha!

See?!

I KNEW you could!

You got this.

Keep trying.

Keep going.

Go on ahead, with your bad self!

Look at that want to!

Look how strong your try is growing.

Look behind you.

See how far you have come.

Look before you.

God, Life, Jesus, your dreams, life and so many great things are right there.

Grab hold.

Hold on tight.

Get it!!

YYYYYYEEEEESSSSSSS!

proud of you,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: The end? Hecks new, beloveds. Too much in you for it to be the end. Rejoice. Embrace this hard. It won’t stay hard forever. Rest when needed. Try always. Be encouraged and know you are loved and that you are not alone.

Mt. Hard: Life on the other side of hard.

Keep going!

There is so much you find when you get to the other side of hard:

Peace.

Joy.

Satisfaction.

Laughter.

Strong muscles.

Faith.

Faith.

Faith.

More, faith.

Rejoicement – no this is not a word but feels true n-e-waze.

Keep on climbing Mt. Hard!

I promise, beloveds, it WILL be worth.

Well, I know, how tiring it is.

Keep going.

Have faith.

In YOU.

In your try.

The treasures you gain or so much more priceless than money, than relationships, than houses, than land, than realized dreams.

I am soooooooooooooooo very thankful my dreams have not yet been answered. Truly. For, I have learned so much about myself. I have learned how much fight I have. I have watched my try get stronger and stronger. I love harder. I laugh louder. I cry easier. I reach out more.

The more God and Life stays silent, the more I live my life, out LOUD!!!!

YYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

Ah, beloveds, keep on climing Mt. Hard. She contains much more than you will ever know. There is an end to the journey. Enjoy it. Life is short.

Take time to rest.

Get back to the climb.

We eat hard for breakfast, don’t we beloveds?

Don’t be afraid to turn loose of that relationship.

Don’t fret about letting go of that job.

Don’t give it one thought about those bills.

Don’t sweat it as the heat gets turned up, in your life.

Keep showing up.

Keep showing out.

In the meantime, giv yourself some praise for all you have overcome!!!

Go on ahead, beloveds, with your bad selves!!

Mt. Hard ain’t got NOTHING on us!!

striding up Mt. Hard with you,

Jaybird(aka Cassandra)

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It can be super easy, to get sucked into concentrating on how hard life is. Yea, boyz, life can be so rough/tough makes one wonder if it can be survived. It can. You can. You will.

I have been fighting with some health issues lately that makes typing terribly painful. Scary as I type for a living. All day. Then, have to find time and some kind of way to hang out with all in my blog.

So much so, I have wearily climbed onto The Father’s Lap and told Him I don’t know how much longer my hands, my strength and my try can/will last. Then I read Psalm 142 and lay down with throbbing hands.

I woke. With throbbing hands. Yet, also woke with such peace and joy,, in my heart. Have laughed my way through work. Enjoying lunch break, with throbbing hands. Yakking in this blog, with throbbing hands.

Ah, beloveds, keep going. I know non believers may ask why God and Life just go on ahead and answer my petitions so I can rest my hands. They aren’t asking anything I have not asked or thought. Yet, I know I am where I am supposed to be. Right now. There is peace in that….

Are you sure: Sometimes the hardest one to forgive is you.

Are You sure?

God: I’m sure.

Are You sure?

Life: I’m sure.

Are you sure?

Me: I’m sure.

Hmm.

Wow.

*Cassandra can’t believe she has been forgiven. For not knowing. For not trying. For not this. For not that.

All of it?

All of THAT?!

Even THOSE!???

God: Yep.

Life: Yep.

Me: Yep.

Wow.

Even though I cost myself unrealized dreams, possible marriage, kids, this, that and the others?

Truly.

God: Tis true.

Life: Tis true.

Me: Tis true.

*Cassandra is not sure how to go about this forgiveness business for herself*

Hmmm.

You mean I do NOT have to toil around you a fool mountain?

God: Nope.

Life: Nope.

Me: Nope.

So, what you are telling me is I can start fresh, new, and try again? I don’t have to forever forfeit present and future dreams based upon past dumbness visited upon me by me?

God: That’s right.

Life: That’s right.

Me: That’s right.

*Skeptical, Cassandra poked forgiveness this way and that. Finding it solid, Cassandra peered suspiciously into a bottomless pit of forever forgiveness.*

Wow! That forgiveness seems pretty sturdy and deep.

God: Try it out.

Life: Try it out.

Me: Try it out.

*Deciding to take a leap of faith, Cassandra dived, head first, into a botomless pit of forever forgiveness*

Well, what the…?

Why didn’t you tell me I would land HERE!?

*Cassandra extricates herself from The Father’s Arms, feeling a bit sheepish/foolish.

God: My bad.

Life: His bad.

Me: Don’t blame me. I was following you around.

forgiven,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It is high past time to forgive ourselves for all that we are, have never been, may never be. It will all come out in the wash. Enough. How many lashes shall you give yourself? How many days will you waste lamenting this and that? Be done with it. You tried. You failed. So what. Such is life. Keep it moving. I move with you.