Rather, to me, my voice sounds tired. A real problem when I use my voice for a living.
Since last year’s tornado, I have felt soul tired. Only someone who has been soul tired will know what I mean.
A tired, from a blow soooooooooooooo devastating, it takes one’s breath away!
I have experienced many a blow in my 56 years. The tornado was the last straw. Theeeeeeee last of many straws. Ah, God…
I’m working THROUGH the tired. I don’t know where it ends. I don’t know if there will ever be an end to it.
What if THIS voice is the ONLY voice I will have moving forward?!😳🌪
I hope not. In the meantime, I must use the voice I have NOW. Muted though she may now be. She is STILL me.
A wounded me?
Perhaps.
A resilient me?
You damn betcha!
Today, I speak. Shakily. Tiredly. Unapologetically.
I have been through some thangs. Perhaps, beloveds, you shall find your strength 💪 listening to my tired voice. Oh, I hope.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Keep on working through the tired. It won’t always feel hard. Okay, it may but do it anyway. Keep working your way through your goals. I am having too much fun to worry about how hard things are today. I may think of that tomorrow. In the meantime, I am enjoying my day. All of it.
I choose to be my own hero. I will rescue myself. I will stand up for myself. I will fight for myself.
I will put in the work. I will not sit around waiting for someone else to do things for me. I will do the things that I can do for myself.
I will work until I succeed. I will pursue until I have conquered. I am the champion of my life.
putting in champion’s work, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Put in the work as the champion that you are. Champions win. They also fail. Yet, champions understand this is simply a part of life. Push through the hard. Get to the other side. This was meant to be easy. Let’s go!
One of the things I am working on is speaking to different segments.
Yes, the words can be and are meant to be consumed, enjoyed and pilfered by ALL.
So, I tailored my “Becoming” piece as a shout out to sistas.
By the by, beloveds, you can consider me your sista, regardless of your race.
Why? Because, to me, a sista is someone you can be yourself with. Your sista will check you when you are out of pocket. Your sista will watch your back. Your sista will support you. Your sista will go through hellfire to make sure you are okay.
Your sista will pray for you. Your sista will let you ugly cry with no judgment. Your sista will commiserate you when you have been a real idiot.
Your sista is like a Swiss Army Knife. 🤗🤣😎🤷♀️😁🥰🤷♀️
I challenge you to take five minutes per day to work on your dreams. You can add more time. But, start with five. Then, five more. Then…
You get my point.
This latest effort was not as rough as before. It buffers a bit but gets to the end. Yay!
I did not edit out the speaking mistakes. Not yet. I want to enjoy just enjoying my screw ups. Super healing for that part of me who used to be THE worst taskmaster.
I didn’t need to worry about others chastising me. I had that down pat. Yikes!
We live and we learn. Hopefully.
Learning, is a choice. Accepting we will make mistakes, is a choice. Learning, from said mistakes, is a choice.
I am looking forward to today’s goodies. It’s fantastic wondering what all The Universe has in store for ME. Ah, God. I’m ready.
God, here, is my try. Here, is my love. Here is today’s prayer for every tender heart:
Walk with those who are lonely. Answer those who call. Seek those in need. Give, according to our efforts. Give, because You promised You would. Soothe every aching heart. Give rest to the weary. Make a way where there has been none. Help us to look beyond our own needs. Help us to be a light. Know that I love You just cuz. Your Daughter, Cassandra. 🙏❤🥰
Have an amazing day, beloveds. The weekend is upon us. Get some rest.
Another masterpiece. I am particularly pleased the background music is not super loud.
I enjoyed my try. I forgot that I don’t know what I am doing. I forgot about not feeling well. I forgot about limitations.
I simply enjoyed the process. How simple.
Have an amazing day today, beloveds. Do ONE thing that will take you closer to your dream.
Take ONE step. A tiny step. A shaky step. Still, it will have been a step. Go!
We got thangs to do, beloveds. The world awaits to open before you.
Get after it.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Who knew that it would take FIVE HOURS TO POST FIVE MINUTES OF CONTENT!?
What the what the?!
What in the fresh hell?!
Heckamiah Jeremiah!
I enjoyed every frustrating, exasperating, maddening minute. ❤😎🥰🤗
What worked yesterday did NOT work today. Yesterday, I was able to embed the video here. Today, I had to fight just to get the Instagram link to post. Egads!
I hope you enjoy as much as I did. Be encouraged. Make it happen some kind of maddening way. Don’t let setbacks stop you from putting your effort out there.
I’m having a blast, though! I’m learning how to add music. I’m sure I will either be too loud or it will be too low. So what? I won’t know unless I DO.
In the past, beloveds, I would never do until I did things perfectly. I wanted to get things “right” first. Smh. Now, I just do and put my results out there. I am NOT my results. My mistakes do NOT make ME a mistake!
I used to judge myself, harshly, by my results. Or, lack thereof.
Results vary. Try not to base your worth, your value, or on your perceptions of your performance.
I am looking forward to posting today’s catastrophe, er, video results. I do so, in part, to may, perhaps, hopefully, giving someone else the courage to put their results out there.
Don’t be swayed, but what other folks think of your results. They are viewing things through THEIR lens. Our job is to DO. Period. We leave the results with God/Life/The Universe.
Keep trying, even when it’s trying! asking for A Friend,
I made pudding. I whipped said pudding. Poor pudding.
Anger wanted to turn into apathy. Both lazy and later said “to hell with that” and ran off to get act right.
Act right came storming in and sat me down in front of my try. My try asked me to be patient. I told try that I would keep trying…shhoooooot!
I am not going to list all the awful 📰 news I saw today. I am genuinely 😡 angry. Taking 1 billion 💵 dollars away from feeding young people and school lunch programs has me furious and horrified.
Listening to an Idaho school teacher who is fighting to keep up a sign that says “Everyone is welcome” because the school district says “not everyone agrees with that”, because the sign included children’s hands, of all colors, has me heartbroken that schools are actively teaching students to see folk of color as less than and not welcome.
Ah, beloveds, what are we all doing? How can this be?
I do my utmost to keep this page uplifting and light. I’m over my mad now. I gave myself a good couple hours to be mad.
Now, I shine my light. Be encouraged, all. Love as many folks as you can. Lift up as many hearts as you can.
Keep pursuing your dreams. Work on them today. Even if just for a few minutes. Do ONE thing that will take you closer to your 🥅 goal.
The morning was terribly frustrating 😤. I used the frustration to my benefit.
Promise YOU that you will NEVER allow bad/sad news to make you turn away and run from folk. Promise yourself you will NEVER allow these things to cause you to give up.
Keep looking UP. Keep standing ten toes down on FAITH. This, too, shall pass.
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 