Tag: lifestyle

I want not to care.

I want not to care.

I wish that I could give up on my dreams.

I told dreams to shut up and leave me alone.

My dreams asked about all the other folks who were close to giving up. My dreams asked what if we gave up?

I have no plans on finding out. I told apathy, despair, disappointment and discouragement to get out of my face. Told them I would be back tomorrow!

I faced down a 🌪 tornado. I can find a way. Somehow.

I hope…

Be encouraged, beloveds. Even when all seems hopelessly lost and the success of your dreams are remote.

Ah, God, this is not funny.

holding on just barely,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: When discouragement comes in like a flood, hold on tight to your dreams. Don’t you DARE give up. Not ever. Have a good cry/pout but keep it moving. The damned 🗻 mountain WILL move at some point.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Speak: Talk to me. Help me to see life through YOUR eyes

The world needs YOU, beloveds.

Yes, YOU.

We need YOUR perspective. We need YOUR  hopes for the future.

Why? Because it takes ALL of us. Not just the loud, angry few. The world needs as many positive voices it can hear.

Talk to me. Help me to see life through YOUR eyes, beloveds.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You are needed. You are necessary. You are nothing short of spectacular.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Just for a laugh.

This cracked me up.🤗🤸‍♀️

Have an amazing day today. Be sure to squeeze in as many laughs as you can.

Don’t forget to take your dreams with you. They have been hankering to get out of your underwear drawer. Let someone see them.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: 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!

My voice. Your voice.

Too often, beloveds, we allow silence to dominate, leaving despair, destruction and darkness to reign unchecked.

Life is short. How much of our lives are we wasting chasing things that will not matter when all is said and done?

I don’t mean to get on a soapbox. I have truly been asking myself these questions.

I have been thinking of my mortality. I have no idea how many days/hours I have left.

I damn betcha I am going to spend every day of the rest of them letting you know you are loved, you are not alone and you are worth it.

Be encouraged.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: In case no one has told you: I love you. So does He. Get out there and live, beloveds. You got thangs to do…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I dare you to dream.

I dare you to dream!

I dare you to love.

I dare you to try.

Beloveds,  life is short.

A legacy is formed with words. Our legacy is built by our actions.

What are your words/actions saying about you?

You are the miracle you have been looking for!

You are the miracle you have been looking for!

Get out there and live.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Perfect timing: Your due season shall come.

I finally got around to watching “Music Of The Heart” starring Meryl Streep and Angela Bassett.

I had heard of it and had always meant to watch it. Watched it and was wowed. Was terribly moved by the song “Music Of My Heart”.

Prettiest song I have ever heard and says everything I feel for and about God, right now. He really has taught me how to love, how to love me. He showed me the music in my heart.

I have prayed and tried. Tried and prayed. Cried. Cried out. For THIS time.

My time is here. It has arrived. In it’s due season. EVERYTHING shall has it’s due season. Everything.

Nothing we do shall stop the evolution of time. Should we end our end, time continues on.

I stopped by to encourage someone. Ah, beloveds, be encouraged. You shall, as the bible says, reap if you faint not. Keep on in your well doing. Your end shall be sweet.

In the meantime, embrace and enjoy the journey.

Life is good. Even when it’s hard.

Be encouraged. We got this. God has us all.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: 🌊❤🙏🔥🎹🎸😎🤸‍♀️🎤😁🥰🤗

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

An ocean of one.

We need each other.

I got you.

Have me back.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is short. Love someone. Starting with you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Pieces.

Pieces.

Separate.

Equal.

Needed.

We are all pieces. Pieces to this puzzle called life. Each needed. All necessary.

The puzzle can’t be completed without me. Without you.

Where are you? Where have you been? Where are you going? You are needed.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: We need one another…*sigh*.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Real talk: I haven’t written since mom died.

I just now, JUST NOW, beloveds, came to an astonishing truth/conclusion:

I have written since mom passed away 2016.

Not really. Not the stories I used to. Not the poems/songs I used to.

I didn’t even realize it until just now. When mom died, God told me to write. To write about it. About her.

For many years, I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. I didn’t. It’s the one rebellion I definitely kept from God. I wasn’t ready. My dreams went in that casket with her.

Since my friend challenged me to keep my pieces at one minute, and get straight to the point, the writer in me woke up.

I found myself jotting down phrases. Short bursts of feeling found their way onto the pages of my heart.

I found myself speaking to myself, as well as to others. I am calling forth myself. Where has she been hiding all this time?

I don’t know what to make of this development. I shall sit with it a while. I shall see where these words will lead me.

Ah, God, what do I do with me now?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I don’t even know what I am trying to say or who these words are for. You know who you are.

Keep moving forward. Keep discovering those parts of you that hid during times of immense grief and hardship.

Spring is here. It’s time for old dreams to breathe and live again. Rise. We got thangs to do.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!