Spiritual Revelations for Humans Seeking Humanity in Humans ~CordieB.
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January 17, 2009 at 5:27 pm · Filed under Art, Christianity, Humanity, Justice, Love, Mental Stress, Music for the Soul, Observations, Spirituality, life and tagged: Corinne Bailey Rae, dancing, freedom, independence, Love, peace, put your records on, Spirituality, women
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Quote of the Day. . .
You can never dance to the same beat as everyone; so you may as well dance your own beat…Just try not to step on anyone’s toes while you dance! CordieB.
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Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don’t need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
Maybe sometimes, we’ve got it wrong, but it’s alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don’t you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don’t you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it’s alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don’t you think it’s strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
‘Twas more than I could take, pity for pity’s sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don’t even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Oh, you’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don’t need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
Maybe sometimes, we’ve got it wrong, but it’s alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don’t you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don’t you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it’s alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don’t you think it’s strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
‘Twas more than I could take, pity for pity’s sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don’t even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Oh, you’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
June 10, 2008 at 3:27 am · Filed under Humanity, Love, Music for the Soul, Observations, Spirituality and tagged: Deja Vu, I\'ve Been Here Before, music, neo soul, Teena Marie
If You’ve never heard Teena Marie sing Deja Vu, you’ve been missing a real treat. This a beautiful song, sung by a beautiful woman, who is gifted with a beautiful voice! Check it Out!
Tell me, Have you ever felt Deja Vu? . . . .
Peace, Light and Love, Cordieb.
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Deja Vu (I’ve Been Here Before) By Teena Marie
I Am Young And I Am Old
I Am Rich And I Am Poor
I Feel Like I’ve Been On This Earth Many Times Before
Once I Was A White Gazelle On Horseback Riding Free
Searching In The Darkness For A Piece Of Me.
I Can Feel This For Sure.
I’ve Been Here Before.
I Can Feel This For Sure, For Sure, For Sure. I’ve Been Here Before.
I Used To Be A Queen You Know
On An Island By The Sea
With Rainbow Coloured People, Hah!
Happy As Can Be
We Never Had A Problem
There Never Was A Care
The Love Was Everflowing And It’s Feeling Shared
And I Can Feel This for Sure……….
Yes I Have
I Can Feel It
In My Heart I Feel It!
I Can Feel It
My Soul Feels Like the Universe
The Baskin Never Ends
The Stars To Me Are Children
The Babies Are My Friends
My Heart Is Like A Galaxy
Within My Spirit Flys
I’ve Felt This Way A Million Times
Please Don’t Ask Me Why
The Question Of My Lifetime
And That’s My Point Of View
They Say It All Was Karma
Call It Deja Vu/ Call It Deja Vu
Call It Deja Vu/ Call It Deja Vu
Call It Deja Vu
And I Can Feel This For Sure………..
If Hate Is On Your Mind And U Can’t Give Love in Kind
If Anger Is Your Friend
Don’t U Know When U Die You Will Come Back Again
In The Master’s Plan, You Will Come Back Woman Or Man.
If Your Life Is Full Of Sin, Don’t U Know When U Die U Will Come Back Again!
I Thank God! I Thank God! I Thank God! I Am Not Coming Back No More!! I’ve Been Here Before.
I Thank God! I Thank God! I Thank God! (I Don’t Want To Come Back No More!)
May 15, 2008 at 9:16 pm · Filed under Christianity, Humanity, Love, Mental Stress, Music for the Soul, Observations, Spirituality, life and tagged: grandmothers, helping, Love, mothers, nurture, support, women
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Grandma’s hands
Clapped in church on Sunday morning
Grandma’s hands
Played a tambourine so well
Grandma’s hands
Used to issue out a warning
She’d say, Billy don’t you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be snakes there in that grass;
Grandma’s hands
Grandma’s hands
Soothed a local unwed mother
Grandma’s hands
Used to ache sometimes and swell
Grandma’s hands
Used to lift her face and tell her,
Baby, Grandma understands
That you really love that man
Put yourself in Jesus hands
Grandma’s hands
Grandma’s hands
Used to hand me piece of candy
Grandma’s hands
Picked me up each time I fell
Grandma’s hands
Boy, they really came in handy
She’d say, Matty don’t you whip that boy
What you want to spank him for?
He didn’ drop no apple core;
But I don’t have Grandma anymore
If I get to Heaven I’ll look for
Grandma’s hands
~Bill Whithers
May 9, 2008 at 12:24 am · Filed under Favorite Poems, Humanity, Love, Mental Stress, Music for the Soul, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, Riddles, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality, life and tagged: beauty, Billy Holiday; Spirituality, freedom, innocence, Lady sings the blues, Love, poem, Poetry, riddle, Spriitual Riddle, Stardom
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As I began to blossom, seemingly right before your very eyes;
You were mesmerized by my beauty; such sweet, sultry innocence and no one denies;
My velvety sensuality, Oh how my radiant essense always calms weary souls!
So I was at first handled ever so delicately, as my loveliness began to unfold.
Soon you desired to take me home with you; keep me, care for my all and all-
But your desires only stagnated me; caused my demise and made me fall
too quickly from the grace and beauty that you find so appealing;
My once vibrant colors of life soon vanished due to my silent unwilling . . .
to be seized, exploited, kept and displayed like a prize.
I wanted be free to be me; to sing with the moon, dance with the skies;
And I’m wise enough to realize once my tender splendor begins to decay -
You will no longer desire me; you’ll simply toss me aside; cast me away.
So why is it you insisted to keep me from my joys and my natural flow;
From the freedom to sway gently like the leaves; feel the warm winds blow.
Why didn’t you allow me to sing in the sunshine, dance in the grass,
Fall asleep with the stars, awaken with the morning dew, less I surpass.
When you removed me from my destiny, I became, so sad, then angry and resistent;
I tried to fight back. I even drew blood from your being, but still you persisted and insisted. . .
To keep me from my natural light; to intrap me as your grand, precious accolade . . .
Only to discard me once my God given beauty begin to drop, wilt, and fade.
I used to blow your mind each time you passed me, with my sweet aromic essense;
You would stroke me so gently, allways plotting to remove me from my presense.
I tried to warn you, often bristling and whistling, "I will not last, I can not grow!"
But in your selfish love, you still cut me off from what sustained my natural glow.
I tried to make you understand, I could love and make you happy; yet remain free-
But you insisted on controlling my existence, your version of showing adoration for me!
Now I’m slooped over in agony, waiting to be returned to whence I was born
I’m am yesterday’s dazzling sensation and beauty, I am . . .(click below for answer)
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May 7, 2008 at 12:19 am · Filed under Abuse, Christianity, Humanity, Love, Mental Stress, Music for the Soul, Observations, Spirituality and tagged: Awareness, choices, Depression, family, friendship, hurt, life, Love, pain, relationships, revolution, Spirituality
This one’s dedicated to my regular blog friends. You know who you are. For the past few weeks, I think we all have been somewhat “going through something.” I feel compelled to share this special song with you. So, let our hearts and minds continue to heal. Peace, Light and Love, Cordieb.
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One shot to your heart without breaking your skin
No one has the power to hurt you like your kin
Kept it inside, didn’t tell no one else
Didn’t even wanna admit it to yourself
And now your chest burns and your back aches
From 15 years of holding the pain
And now you only have yourself to blame
If you continue to live this way
[Chorus:]
Get it together
You wanna heal your body?
Get it together
You have to heal your heart
Whatsoever you sow you will reap
Get it together
You can fly fly
Dark future ahead of me
That’s what they said
I’d be starving if I ate all the lies they fed
Cause I’ve been redeemed from your anguish and pain
A miracle child I’m floating on a cloud
Cause the words that come from your mouth
You’re the first to hear
Speak words of beauty and you will be there
No matter what anybody says
What matters most is what you think of yourself
[Chorus]
The choice is yours
No matter what it is
To choose life is to choose to forgive
You don’t have to try
or hurt him and break his pride
Just shake that weight off
And you’ll be ready to fly
One shot to your heart without breaking your skin
No one has the power to hurt you like your friends
Thought it would never change but as time moved on
That ugly duckling grew up to be a swan
And now your chest burns and your back aches
Because now the years are showing up on your face
But you’ll never be happy
And you’ll never be whole
Until you see the beauty in growing old
[Chorus]
[chorus]
you can fly fly fly fly…
you can live or you can die
you know that life is a choice you make
you can give or you can take
you can fly fly fly fly
you can fly fly fly fly…
April 7, 2008 at 2:41 am · Filed under Humanity, Love, Music for the Soul, life and tagged: better people, Cordie B., harmony, India Arie, Love, old people, peace, race, relations, together, young people
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Yeah! Yeah Yeah!
I wish there was a video game
to teach you your ancestors name
I wish there was a phone number
like 1-800-Save-Your-Brother
I’m thankful for the radio station
Not afraid to put the truth in rotation
there are skirts of information
That you can only get in conversation with…
Young People, who talk to
Old People, it would make us
Better People, all around…
(Yes it would)
And if Old People would talk to
Young People, it would make us
Better People, all around….
(Yes it would)
We went from radio to TV
Now we’re going from LP to CD
Don’t be afraid
To try something new
I can help you with the brand new technology
Help me with the age old philosophy
Together there’s so much we can do with:
Young People, who talk to
Old People, it would make us
Better People, all around…
And if Old People would talk to
Young People, it would make us
Better People, all around….
They say that every
Generation gets worse
Whether if your generous or no purse
These problems tend to strive off the sky (yeah)
Listen to Mahatma Ghandi’s words
Be the change you want to see in the world
Start with yourself and healing will multiply
AAAAAAH, that’s what happens When..
Young People, who talk to
Old People, it would make us
Better People, all around…
If Old People would talk to
Young People, it would…..
Better People, all around….
If black people
Would talk to white people
It would make us
Better People
All Around….
If Republican people would
Talk to Democratic people
It would make us diplomatic people
[laugh] All Around…..
April 6, 2008 at 9:44 pm · Filed under Humanity, Love, Mental Stress, Music for the Soul, Observations, life and tagged: god, harmony, India Arie, Love, nature, peace, Spirituality
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April 4, 2008 at 9:39 am · Filed under Humanity, Music for the Soul, Observations and tagged: god, harmony, I\'d like to teach the world to sing, Love, peace, sing, youtube
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I’ve had this song on my mind all morning; so I thought I’d share Berget Lews’ version (she can sing!) with you today. Have a great Friday!
Peace!
CordieB
I’d Like To Teach the World To Sing
(In Perfect Harmony)
I’d like to build the world a home
And furnish it with love
Grow apple trees and honey bees and snow-white turtle doves
I’d like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
I’d like to hold it in my arms and keep it company
I’d like to see the world for once
All standing hand in hand
And hear them echo through the hills “Ah, peace throughout the land”
(That’s the song I hear)
I’d like to teach the world to sing (that the world sings today)
In perfect harmony
I’d like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
Id like to build the world a home
And furnish it with love
Grow apple trees and honey bees and snow-white turtle doves
I’d like to build the world a home
And furnish it with love
Grow apple trees and honey bees
And snow-white turtle doves
Chorus:
I’d like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
I’d like to hold it in my arms
And keep it company
(That’s the song I hear)
I’d like to see the world for once
(Let the world sing today)
All standing hand in hand
And hear them echo through the hills
For peace throughout the land
That’s the song I hear
(That’s the song I hear)
Let the world sing today
(Let the whole wide world keep singing)
A song of peace that echoes on
And never goes away
Put your hand in my hand
Let’s begin today
Put your hand in my hand
Help me find a way
March 29, 2008 at 9:57 pm · Filed under Christianity, Music for the Soul, Observations, Spirituality and tagged: agnostic, beauty, chance, doubt, Earth, god, lLove, Love, nature, Unity, universe
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God is Real
The sweetest honey to the brightest flower
The largest planet to the smallest atom
Snowflakes and the bird kingdom
Smaller thatn the eye can see bigger then the mind can conceive
Heard a man on the radio today
(spoken)i mean I’m not going to believe in anything that I can’t see and i’ve
Been through a lot of hardships in my life ya know ya know in my life
Must confess I disagreed with what he had to say
How he could he not believe that God is real
I don’t understand how
He could feel that way
When there’s earth, air, water, and fire
So many different flowers
Sunshine and rain showers
So many different crystals
And hills and volcanoes
That’s how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
That’s how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
That’s how I know that God is real
I know this is not by chance
That’s how I know that God is real
That’s how I know that God is real
In st. lucia I jumped in the water
(spoken)it was like I was seeing it for the first time. it literally changed
My life.
For the first time I understood it’s power
As I swam I was cleansed
If I had any doubts
This experience cleared them
Now I know for sure that God is real
I know that it’s the truth
By the way it feels
Cause I saw starfish and sponges
Fish shaped like trumpets
So many different colors
I stayed out there for hours and I only saw a fraction of a fraction of the
Deepest of the deep of the great blue wide
It brought a tear to my eye
That’s how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
That’s how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
That’s how I know that God is real
I know this is not by chance
That’s how I know that God is real
We’re made of the same stuff
As the moon and the stars
The oceans saltwater just like my tears are
You feel me
The sunrises and sets everyday without fail
That’s how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
That’s how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
That’s how I know that God is real
I know this is not by chance
That’s how I know that God is real
March 23, 2008 at 12:06 am · Filed under Abuse, Art, Christianity, Favorite Poems, Humanity, Justice, Love, Mental Stress, Music for the Soul, Observations, Poetry, Spirituality, With Liberty and Justice for All and tagged: Allah, charity, Easter, faith, hope, India, Jesus, John Lennon, joy, Love, Malcom X, Martin Luther King, peace, Poverty, Richness, simplicity, smile
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India Arie’s “There’s Hope is most befitting for today, Easter Sunday and every day of the year. So listen to the music, read the lyrics, sing along, snap your fingers, clap your hands, smile, and remember, There’s Hope!
Peace, Light and Love, CordieB.
Back when I had a little
I thought that I needed a lot
A little was over rated,
But a lot was a little too complicated
You see-Zero didn’t satisfy me
A million didn’t make me happy
That’s when I learned a lesson
That it’s all about your perception
Hey-are you a papa or a superstar
So you act, so you feel, so you are
It ain’t about the size of your car
It’s about the size of the faith in your heart
There’s hope
It doesn’t cost a thing to smile
You don’t have to pay to laugh
You better thank God for that
Off in the back country of Brazil
A met a young brotha that made me feel
That I could accomplish anything.
You see just like me he wanted to sing
He had no windows and no doors
He lived a simple life and was extremely poor
On top of all of that he had no eye sight,
But that didn’t keep him from seein’ the light
He said, what’s it like in the USA,
And all I did was complain
He said-living here is Paradise
He taught me paradise in in your mind
You know that
There’s hope
It doesn’t cost a thing to smile
You don’t have to pay to laugh
You better thank God for that
Every time I turn on the T.V.
Somebody’s acting crazy
If you let it, it will drive you crazy
But I’m takin’ back my power today
Gas prices they just keep on rising
The government they keep on lying
But we gotta keep on surviving
Keep living our truth and do the best we can do
Stand up for your rights
Keep shining your light
And show the world your smile
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