Tag: United States

Working Forever

June 30, 2026 by Cassandra Johnson

I will work forever.

Remote, Retired. Hybrid.

Especially retired, I will work forever. I will help. I will translate. I will teach. I think of doing so, because I will be a part of the system, but use being roped into the system to disrupt the system. I will hurt capitalism, bending its will. I will be a teacher as I continue learning. I will pass on the intricacies of what I have learned about colonialism, capitalism, imperialism, psychology.

I will give a nod to my nephew and continue to explain things to him in the future as long as possible. I will continue earning income to share back into the system that borrowed and ripped us all off. I will continue working, on some days harder and some days, more effortlessly than others. I will lend a hand and teach and translate and travel. I will share my experiences and show my understanding and show my humility in that I always can learn and do more. When I get off track, I will be reminded by everyone who has worked for me and who has given me a chance. I will not stop until the small private portion of my eternity stops. I will enjoy my senses, experiencing love, romance, good food and dancing, all the while teaching/learning. I will be there. I will be here, working away. 🙂

Paces

July 31, 2025 by Cassandra Johnson

Paces

July 31, 2025 by Cassandra Johson

No hurry. No rush. Being here is Article 2 of Section 1.

I enjoy being back in the US, though I love to travel internationally. I likewise enjoy traveling nationally but in a steady nod to comfort, I enjoy being close to home. I enjoy being close to family, close to my roots, and close to a lot of what shaped me.

What a relief to enjoy the days, that with laughter, seem to fly so fast. I would get back on a plane. I would get back on a bus but taking a break from exploring the outside and getting to share time back home is a different trip of memories and acceptance that my soul needs.

What is easily accessible here was something I dreamed of for a later day, yet I have been fortunate to enjoy it sooner. I enjoy what national and international travel can bring, but travel does not so readily promise the acceptance and non-pressure my inner home circle can bring.

An inner peace is fostered by the care of those instances that shaped me, which wraps me up like a blanket. An inner peace arrives by what I can freely share in spirit and attitude rather than in objects.

Reciprocity and acceptance welcome me in. Free moments with a free spirit meet the day and only wane into the need to sleep. I travel there in potential. I travel here in a satiated soul.