Category: Writing

Uncle!

Ow. What a week this has been…

‘Nuff said.

Whew!

Cassandra

If at first you don’t succeed…

…say to hell with this and go watch Monday Night Football.

Success can go on head and delicately scoot a pebble or two along with…😜🤣😁🤷‍♀️

Some days…some days, it’s just best to grab a snack, zone out on some football or whatever catches your fancy, and try again tomorrow.

Remember, beloveds:

It’s okay if you are ok.

It’s ok if you are not.

Let NOTHING steal your:

Joy.

Hope.

Love.

Laughter.

ALL things really will work for your good as you allow God, Life, you, folks who care, folks who couldn’t give two damns, situations, circumstances and all manner of things to work in your life.

The tough times just reveal your awesome.

The awful days…heck the awful days are just awful. Next…

EVERY day has some goodness in it. EVERY one. Look for the nuggets. Look for the moments. We get one go around. Let’s make it a good one, eh?

Also, how awful could your day have been? You had ME in it. Hhmm, can see why maybe some may view this as a negative…🤷‍♀️🤣😜

I love me some you. Love me back wouldja please and thanks? It truly was sledding uphill ALL day.

Be well,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

System issues again!

Monday.

Again.

Didn’t we just do Monday?

What do you mean we have to do it again!?

WHAT!!!????

I barely scraped through last time! WHO says I have to?

Huh?

God and Life?

Hhmmm.

Can’t I just tell both discreetly to lightly kick a pebble or two or ten?

No?

Really?

Well, how about telling them we are having system issues at work, yet again!?

They know?

Really?

Well, dammit why are They not fixing my system issues this morning?!

Hell, why ain’t they done fixed ALL my issues?

AM TIRED OF GOING AROUND THESE SAME DAMNED FAITH MOUNTAINS ALREADY!!!!!

*Cassandra stamps foot and considers slapping some things around. Cassandra doesn’t feel like doing the day let alone cleaning up a temper tantrum*

What do you mean try something uplifting? The ONLY thing I want to uplift, at the moment, is a finger that may or may not be in the middle of a hand.

Go turn on some music and have a dance party?

He-…hhhmm….brb beloveds…*Cassandra turns up some music to chase the I could give two damns away*

💃💃💃

dancing STILL,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

P.S. Hang in there beloveds. Isn’t it fantastic to know we are loved in ALL our moods. It’s ok to get all up in yo feelings and feel what you feel. Just don’t take out the sunscreen and move into your Grimes. Life is good. Even with system issues. Yall don’t even go there about system issues!! Ackk…*Cassandra turns up the volume *

Live now: Eat the chili

The chili I made, the other day, came out perfect. Perfect I am tellin ya!🥰

I have one bowl left…*sigh*. This leaves me in a delicious quandary: Enjoy the last bowl, now. Savor the moment, save the moment and have for lunch tomorrow.

Hmmm…

HHMMM!

*Cassandra considers whether she she wax poetic, write endlessly about the joy of waiting, the awesome awesomeness of anticipation, the…*

Nah…brb…🤷‍♀️

🤣

Don’t judge me.

Psssst…LIVE now. Life is short. Besides there is ALWAYS bacon and eggs to fall back on!…*delicious shiver*😁

Have awesome week. We got this. God and Life has got us all. We got each other. We all we got but we all we need…

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Agitated, yet not agitated.

I am being agitated, yet not agitated.

I wait aggressively.

I wait quietly.

I wait soberly.

I wait.

I am being shaken, yet am not shakened.

I wait stedfast.

I wait immovable.

I wait immutable.

I wait.

I am being subdued, yet am not subdued.

I wait humbly.

I wait joyfully.

I wait patiently.

I wait.

I am being agitated, shaken, subdued. Nevertheless…however…I wait.

He will come.

Victory in His Hand.

I am…

Cassandra

Who/what is this?

Who/what is this awake inside of me?

Who/what is this seeing something I yet can’t see?

Who/what is this guiding me to places unknown?

Who/what is this?

This thing feels foreign to me. Alien. Like the alien, alive, while I also live. It strains to see the light of day. It forces me to open, more and more. If I dare not, it dares for me, does something to me, pursues me until dare I do.

Who/what is this, I ask God, I ask Life?

Is this me? Is this You? A combination of the two?

God. Life. Who/what is this that has come to life deep inside?

I wonder.

I wander.

I ponder.

I saunter.

Forward.

Onward.

Upward.

No destination.

Only determination.

Determined.

Certain.

Ready.

Able.

Unburdened.

Unlearned.

Unafraid.

I walk.

I run.

I fly.

I fall.

I laugh.

I cry.

I try.

Who/what is this coming from inside me?

Does it matter, as I gather, as I rather be who I was meant to be? Not really.

Who/what is this?

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: At times, the heart needs to ponder, needs to wonder, needs to wander. Let it. It doesn’t matter if you don’t know the matter. It doesn’t matter if you don’t know what’s the matter. At times, let your heart gather. Let your heart matter. It will lead you to wonderous places, scary places, awesome places. Places needing to have been visited long ago. Life is short. Say. Live. Love.

It’s ok if you’re ok. It’s ok if you’re not.

It’s ok if you’re ok.

It’s ok if you are not.

It’s ok if you are content.

It’s ok if you are not.

It’s ok if you can leap tall buildings in a single bound.

It’s ok if you can barely crawl out of bed.

It’s ok when all the world is your oyster.

It’s ok if all the world is not worth a fig.

It’s ok if you want to change the world.

It’s ok if you want to tell the world to kick rocks.

It’s ok if you are ready for everything.

It’s ok if you rooting for nothing.

It’s ok to know it all.

It’s okay to know nothing at all.

It’s ok to be you in ALL your forms. However you find yourself, today, in THIS day, at THIS moment…

It’s okay to be ok. It’s ok if you’re not.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

I am…awakened.

I am…

I am awakened. Since I chased fear away, I find other things, emotions, spaces taking it’s place.

I look at these new things, emotions and spaces and don’t know what to DO with them. Am not sure what I am to SAY to them. Have no idea, yet, how to LIVE with them.

Yet, these things, emotions, spaces have erupted, inside me, without me, enveloping everything in their wake.

These things, emotions and spaces all shout at me to get to it, to get after it, to go after it as time grows short. The hourglass grows ever emptier, they say.

I find myself wanting to pound on EVERY door. Not in a panic. But, almost. Not in despair. But, almost. Not in defeat. But, almost.

Panicked, despairing, defeated as the world keeps on turning with folks whose spirits remain locked behind walls of glass. Hearts shielded by fear, anger and loss. Souls weighed down by expectation.

God and Life quiets my spirit. It takes time, beloved, They tell me. Time they still have. Yes, it grows short. Yet, Time is given us by Them.

Settled again, I am…awakened.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Your life: Words upon a page.

I have been thinking, bad habit, about my earlier piece dealing with being just words upon a page.

I must admit, the phrase haunted me, then. Haunts me, now, truth be told. But, for a different reason.

When I wrote about feeling like JUST words upon a page I was, just, just…all up in my feelings.🤷‍♀️

Feeling this way and that. Not wanting to feel this way and that. Wrestling with feeling this way and that.

In the wrestling, I came across something very special. I found someone very special. I found my voice. MY voice. Rather, I gave myself permission, finally, to say, feel and be any old type of way I wanted to be.

Heretofore, my words weren’t just for me. They were for everyone else. I was an encourager, you see. Words are the currency, the life blood, the transaction, for an encourager.

Encouraging folks, with our word, becomes what we do. Becomes who we are.

Insodoing, we are left with a paradox:

Did encouraging others, via our words make us encouragers? Or, were we encoragers from jump? Does it, in fact, really matter when the outcome is still the same? The words encouraged. Period. End of story.

Or, is it just the beginning of yet another set of words upon a page?

Which leads me back to the beginning. I am just words upon a page. Ah, but words, upon a page, upon this stage, called life, have changed many lives. Including my own. ESPECIALLY my own.

I think I shall continue to be…

Ah, yes, I continue to BE!

Still…

Always…

Just words upon a page.

I am His words.

I am YOUR words.

As your words are mine.

Let us endeavor to fill life’s pages with love, hope, joy, fellowship, kindness and as much care as our hearts can hold and give away.

shedding more words upon a page,

Cassandra

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Now that the day has ended, let the day end.

Now that the day has ended, let the day end.

However, the day, turned out, let it go.

Whatever, the day, has left, at your doorstep, let it go.

If a gift, you have earned. A gift, given, returned. Just let the day end. Let it go.

You have given the day, the best of you. Don’t let doubt/disbelief, have the rest of you.

You have done the thing, in THIS day. You have allowed God and Life to have Their say, in this day.

Let this be enough. Your TRY, your efforts, yes, YOU, were enough.

Enough, of your try. The day had it’s way, had it’s say. That’s okay. Turn it loose, beloveds. Let the day end. Let it go.

Now that the day has ended, let the day end.

Tomorrow, God/Life willing, is waiting for you.

New challenges, new trials, new life, a new DAY, is waiting. Just for you.

Whatever the day has brung, it has already brung it. You have already lived it. Leave the living, of THIS day, in THIS day. You can’t take the day, THIS day, into the morrow. The morrow, will have IT’S own day, IT’S own way. It’s not for you, to presume, the morrow, will be as good as the day, as this day.

Now that the day has ended, let the day end.

When the day ends, it was meant to end. The day was NOT intended, to be lived, yet again. It’s ending has ended. It’s job, already done. The race has been raced. The winners and losers have already been crowned. No need in looking back. In regrets. In sorry. In sadness. You gave what you could. You did your all. In THAT fact, you DID win. You:

Won, the day.

Had, your say.

Lived, a lot.

Gave, all you’ve got.

Spent, each moment.

In this way and that.

Giving.

Taking.

Living.

Loving.

You gave:

The best of you.

The rest of you.

The mess called you.

Yes, you gave this too.

So, beloveds, time to look ahead. To another’s day dawn. Time to wipe the dust off, the rust off and keep pursuing you.

The day may end, your pursuits never do. Keep chasing, keep building, keep believing, in you.

Regret not, the day, this day, that now ends. The day did it’s thing, had it’s way, ended up being your friend. Your friend, in teaching you, how to live in the moment, THIS moment, this day, YOUR way, the day, did it’s thing so let it go.

Move forward. Head help upward. For, upward, beloveds, we go.

I end, as I began. The day, it has done the same. It has ended. Now ended, the day has made it’s way to…

THE END

Be blessed. You have done all you know. It is enough. Rest now, beloveds. Rest.

Resting with you,

Cassandra

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