I’m trying something new. It’s not working. Instead of getting frustrated, I went back to working on some pieces.
Don’t let frustrations with not knowing keep you from trying things. Keep trying. You will get it. Eventually.
In the meantime, continue to enjoy the journey. Instead of allowing myself to get frustrated, I switched to what I knew until I could learn the other. That way I could still enjoy my day.
The thing I need to DO, so I can make what I want, I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO YET!!!!!
I am pressing this, selecting that, trying the other.
ALL I have managed to do, beloveds, is spend three or four hours doing things wrong.
I keep telling myself to be patient. I keep fighting the urge to want to fling open the front door and hence my laptop over the balcony!!…*stamps foot*…*pout*.
Instead I have been:
Taking deep breaths.
Counting to 10.
Recounting to 10.
Telling myself to keep on counting to 10 so as not to snatch OPEN THE FRONT DOOR AND HEAVE MY LAPTOP OVER THE RAILING!!!!!!!!
Whew, it’s either laugh, cry, or toss my laptop over the railing.
I chose to laugh. I have taken a short break so I can listen to upbeat music to save my laptop from taking a beating.
The old me would have quit, angry, hours ago. The resolved me keeps reminding the old me that learning NEW things takes time. A lot of it, apparently. Whew!
Things will come. I am following my heart. Finally. Ah, God, this feels good. Even the aggravating parts.
The things I NEED to know, in order to do what I need to do, I don’t know how to do…yet.
I’m waiting for yet to catch up with me!😤💯🥰🫶
waiting for yet, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Be encouraged, beloveds. Change takes time. Learning takes time. Be sure to carry enough joy and laughter with you to get through the aggravation. 😎
Then, NEVER give up on you on your dreams, on your future, on your hopes for mankind.
Remember, beloveds.
Chaos wants you to think it has always and always will be here. It hasn’t. It won’t. It shan’t. It mustn’t. It can’t.
WE decide how long we will allow chaos inside us, around us, between us.
I choose to remember a time where most of us cared about all of us. We can return to that time. In the meantime, I am BEING that time/person/safe space.
I wanted to pick up my dream toys and go home. I still want to. This is what I texted my sis:
Am pretty discouraged. I did the last thing to do when launching by sending link out instead of waiting for the algorithm to suggest and send out my video.
YouTube sends to small sample of my subscribers and if they watch, they send to more folk etc. The problem is not the first video but no one watched the second onward so YouTube is not pushing them out. I could kick myself.
Terribly disappointed only the six folk watched. I appreciate the ones who did.
I know fam and friends typically do not rush to their folks channel. I could kick myself. I was super proud of accomplishing a goal of many years. I wasn’t thinking about folk living their lives.
I wish I wasn’t a creative person. I wish I didn’t care so much. I wish what I did paid the bills. I wish…
I decided to stop round and tell someone to hang in there. I started with me.
Note: I let discouragement discourage me. I let fear make me afraid. I allowed hard to stay hard. I allowed doubt to make me doubtful.
Why? Because I had forgotten to sing. I forgot to dance. I forgot my joy. I forgot to turn on my music. I chose to see nothing but darkness and the waves.
One day I got tired of the darkness. I got tired of being afraid. I got tired of doubting. I chose joy and love. I chose to turn on my music. I chose to dance. I chose to sing. I chose to be me. I chose to remember that all things come out in the wash.
Don’t give in to the lie that all is hopeless. It’s not. Life is tough for everyone right now. We can turn things around. We can live a life full of joy, peace and hope. We can’t care about our fellow men and women. We can take care of the elderly. We can make sure children have enough to eat. Even those who don’t look like us.
Don’t you dare allow apathy and fear to keep you from living a wonderful life. Leave that for timid souls who choose not to care and who choose to profit off of divisive miss and fear.
Life is what YOU make it. What are you making with yours, beloved?
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: History is talking to all of us right now. It is asking what are we prepared to be to have it to do in these challenging times?
I’m doing my best to make the most of the rest of my life. I have just this little bit of time to make my mark. I am trying to aim true. I keep asking what I can do to make things better. I have to just keep putting one foot in front of the other.
Have an amazing today. You’re the best you can and be OK with that. I love you.
