Spiritual Revelations for Humans Seeking Humanity in Humans ~CordieB.
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June 10, 2010 at 9:06 pm · Filed under Dreams, Humanity and tagged: Awareness, beauty, birth, chaos, cordieb, death, god, joy, Love, mindfulness, nature, peace, unconditional love
I hear the shots, bang, bang, bang!!!
I hear the cries of despair
I taste the salty tears falling from my eyes,
Instinctively knowing…
Another mother ‘s son has fallen today
Such a rainy, gloomy day…
Through my teary, blurred vision
I see the orchards in bloom;
Such vibrant colors,
So mystically beautiful
So miraculously peaceful
I suck a sweet honeysuckle,
arousing my senses…
mouthwatering, leaving me wanting more…
such sensuous fragrance…
Tempting me to lie down in the grass
Until late afternoon
To bathe in the warm rain,
and listen to its rhythm so perfectly peaceful;,
no man can compose the rain symphony
And in this bounty of priceless love gifts,
Among the anquish of senseless violence and destruction..
Stands a single red velvet rose. . .
Creation among Destruction…
I look up to see an expectant mother
Hurriedly being pushed into an ambulance
Instinctively, I know she will soon hold
The joy of her life…
And I wonder…
How can we deny unconditional love
When even in the mist of chaos…
Perfection evolves, and Love endures?
~Written by CordieB.
November 28, 2009 at 3:08 am · Filed under Observations and tagged: Awareness, beauty, cordieb, gods, Love, lust, men, mental, mindfullness, mirror, people, physical, poem, Poetry, puppy love, relationships, sex, sexual, spiritual, spiritual riddle, women
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I was born long ago on a distant hillside by a beautiful shade tree
Or perhaps by a river under the sunset or on a sandy beach with a deep blue sea
I was created in bliss to demolish man’s selfish ways and give an alternate view of their false reality.
I was born in the eyes of a man and a woman; perchance Venus and Mars, or perhaps Adam and Eve.
Their first glances into each other’s translucent eyes released my spirit; set me free!
I gave them the spirit to bring forth life to new generations through each other;
I disguised the pain of intercourse into intense pleasure; oh! how they clung to each other!
I extended great cacoethes and courage like none they had ever known.
They actually wanted to help each other though all obstacles and life’s unknown!
I masked their selfishness so they would work together to overcome universal elements;
I was borne to enable them to combine there strengths; forget self-discriminates;
But I had been contained so long, that I lost control, as soon as their glances set me free.
I easily took over these poor humans’ hearts and minds and completely distorted their reality;
I wanted to test them and myself to see just how far I could take them; how strong I could be.
I found that I was limited by my father, time, and my mother, space, they soon tamed and admonished me!
Even today, my badness feels so good, it releases euphoric dopamine;
My power so intoxicating – I can be your worst enemy or your best friend;
My tales are so captivating, I can make a wrong man do right and a right woman do wrong.
So addictive is my essence, I can make one come home early or stay out all night long. (whew!)
Few have been able to resist me – once my flowery, opium-fragrant mist is inhaled;
I’m so irresistible – there are very few obstacles for which I can’t prevail;
I’ve provided inertia to win wars, climb mountains; cross many lands and seas;
I have the venomous poison of a serpent and the sweet sting of a thousand honeybees!
(oh my!)
I’m the secret to the fountain of youth; yet my fountain can be limited;
By the humdrum of ennui , my aforementioned parents and familiarity unlimited;
I build a tolerance of such – it takes more of me to keep my victims high;
Until I’m simply not enough to keep my subjects flying wildly into unlimited skies;
So they shed their wings and suddenly they fall from sister grace that kept them suspended;
In the clouds of unlimited possiblities. Sadly, their glorious illusionary trip has ended.
But if you’re smart or lucky, you’ll invite my oldest sister, love, into your heart;
She’s intelligent and compassionate, reality and illusion she easily distinguishes apart.
She embodies strength that’s enduring, though more supbtle than my dying passion;
She’s not a trend; she’s got class and opulence- her style is never out of fashion.
But if ever you need me to cultivate your desires, rejuvinate your passion, and negate your trust -
Close your eyes, take me in; devour me; but remember! in a few seasons I will turn into star dust;
Hopefully my loving and gracious sisters will save you from the emptiness I’ll leave upon your yearning bust;
I am the young, beautiful, and captivating, yet short lived sister of grace and love; I am (click below for answer)
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July 11, 2009 at 3:20 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: aspirations, Awareness, cordieb, heart ache, hope, hopeless, hopelessness, joy, life, Love, lush, peace, peers, people, positive thinking, self, Simply Snickers, soul, spirit, Spirituality
This poem was written in response to Simply Snickers Prompt. This week’s words were look, line, and lush. This week, we celebrate the birthday of French Impressionist and Pointillist painter Camille Pissarro, who was born on July 10, 1830. Thanks Linda for the inspiration on this one. I was also inspired by a recent post written by Tobeme, End of the Rope. Thanks, Tobeme!
- Woman Hanging Laundry by Cammile Pissaro, 1887
From Lush to Love
In the very back of the garden, behind the evergreen bush
resides a homeless gent who years ago was labeled a lush
life had dealt him a bad hand; he’d reached the end of his rope
so he drowned his misery and pain and gave up all hope
and as life would have it, with a bottle of wine at his table
the poor gent became just what his peers had labeled
In the middle of the garden under the bright sunshine
stood a single mother hanging cloths on the line
She knew the pain of being judged and ostracized
Yet with the faith of her being, above all obstacles she’d rised
she found a loving connection with the man at her garden’s inn
so she made it a point that he’d have at least one friend
so each day after retrieving her cloths off the line
she’d invite him into her home for a hot meal and wine
he’d tell her the stories that lead to his fall from grace
to each sad story she’d give a positive spin in its place
she reminded him he had a beautiful soul and loving heart
as time moved on he embraced each day with a fresh new start
he developed a positive out look on life and love
Discovering his his true self, he became aligned thereof
and as life would have it, with a bottle of wine at the table…
the peaceful gent became just what the kind mother had labeled
~CordieB.
Another Quote for the Day: Don’t let ‘em steal your joy ~Sinbad
Quote for the Day: We are what we believe we are. ~CordieB.
Peace, Light and Love. . . .
January 23, 2009 at 12:00 am · Filed under Humanity, Mental Stress, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality and tagged: Add new tag, Awareness, creation, darkness, differences, duality, ego, embracing, god, gods, happiness, light, likeness, Love, men, peace, relationships, riddle, spirits, spiritual riddle, Spirituality, women
Once upon a midnight blue
When you were me and I were you
And everything was tried and true
A dark spirit of our selves shown through
Though my eyes were brown and yours were blue
We at first appreciated the differences in hue
Why they were different, we had no clue
But embraced the beauty, through and through
Then on that midnight starry night
The gods awakened, causing stress and fright
Fear was something we had never known
Whether close together or all alone
We had all we ever needed or ever would
We could achieve anything that ever could
But on that dark night, once upon
The gods became bored of creation . . .
And so the games of life begun . . .
"How can we make them not forsee
That they are one and all as we?
How can we make them entertain
If they know that all are one and one’s the same?"
And so the god of unimpressed
Purposed to put forth a simple test
No pain was known to men back then
It was invented to see how best
Two lives would deal, and who would win
Pain produced me; thus I produced what you call sin.
Sadly the test failed miserably
Soon you became you and I became me
And so the gods changed destiny…
of how life was suppose to be.
This spirit often called out of name
Whose first intent was to bear blame
To make you look at me as I
And question differences to why
We were not exactly both the same
This spirit questioned right from wrong
And high from low and short from long
Discarded the weak, embraced the strong;
And though we both stood side by side
And knew no thing of foolish pride
This spirit borne proudness so great
That pride turned quickly into hate
As pain was never in the original plan;
For any living creature, including man.
Back then we were much like the beautiful tree
Who gives all of herself and love just to be . . .
And co-create in God’s creativity….
No pain is felt by the morning glory
Who each morning tells a most lovely story
The grass is not pained by the trample of man
She embraces the walks on her bountiful land
I’m told the Creation God attempted to correct this aweful woe
By instilling in animals, knowledge of everything they’d ever need or know…
But most humans remained retarded in their abilities
To see the the forest through the trees…
For despite having knowledge to eliminate pain’s dark shadow
Pain’s offspring remained, Who am I . . . (Click below for Riddle Answer)
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December 9, 2008 at 12:00 am · Filed under Abuse, Christianity, Humanity, life, Love, Mental Stress, Observations, Poetry and tagged: AIDS, Awareness, brother, Christianity, family, He ain\'t Heavy, He\'s my brother, HIV, Humanity, illness, Love, sister, Testing
HIV test result in hand. At an HIV and AIDS clinic in Lilongwe, Malawi. Photo Courtesy of Shawn Hawkeye http://www.flickr.com/photos/hawkey/116429136/
Stay protected, get tested, know your partner.
A young woman who is a member of the church that I attend off and on, one whom I’ve always admired and who speaks and carries herself so well, disclosed on Saturday that she is HIV positive. Although this bright young lady had testified on several occasions that she was diagnosed with a chronic illness; because she also spoke and made soaps for breast cancer awarenes, I assumed she was a breast cancer survivor or was in treatment for breast cancer. This beautiful, bright young lady, who is glowing with outwardly good health and youthfullness, had such a bright outlook and positive demeanor. . . She is truly an inspiration. Although she contracted the disease from a boy friend, who knowingly withheld his condition from her, she acknowledges total responsibility. She is often approached by young men for dates, phone numbers, etc. She tells each of these prospects that she is indeed HIV positive. There reaction is often a real wake up call.
Great German advertisement explaining the anonymity of AIDS. Courtesy of Jayo http://www.flickr.com/photos/thejayblog/319707946/
Remind your friends, your children, and your love ones to never take chances with their lives – you can not determine a person’s condition from their appearance or actions: Wrap it Up! Also, get tested! It’s easy and painless. It only involves a simple saliva swab. You will want to know in order to start proper treatment and to ensure that you do not unknowingly pass on this potentially deadly disease.
Life is beautiful and it is to be cherished by all. Pause, think about life and spread a little awareness around on AIDS Awareness Month. Encourage everyone to talk about the menace of HIV.
I’m lighting a candle for those who I know are HIV or AIDs victims. If you would like to place a candle for victims of HIV, feel free to add that person in the comments. I will place a candle to each name added.
Carlisa Ross (Departed November 2004)
Maurice Bell (Departed)
Lenny D’Amico
Joe D’Amico
Joe Masiell
Jeff David White
"He’s My Brother"
The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows where
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother.
So on we go
His welfare is my concern
No burden is he to bear
We’ll get there
For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother.
If I’m laden at all
I’m laden with sadness
That everyone’s heart
Isn’t filled with the gladness
Of love for one another.
It’s a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we’re on our way to there
Why not share
And the load
Doesn’t weigh me down at all
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother.
by Sidney Russell and Robert Scott, (C)1977 Harrison Music Corp., Jenny Music (ASCAP)
September 21, 2008 at 5:51 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: Awareness, bible, children, Earth, god, Love, peace, people, relationships, self
Mother and Daughter Relationship ~CordieB
Imagine if You Will . . .
If all little girls were loved by their mothers . . .
If all little boys were loved by their dads . . .
Perhaps the world would be a better place, perhaps?
Is this not how the Bible teaches us that God loves us,
Yet . . .the world is not a better place.
Why?
Because for love to be effective in making our world better, there must be a relationship.
A relationship involves relating–communicating, and sharing of ourselves others.
Love from afar without any form of relationship bonding
is about as ineffective in making the world a better place as hatred.
Are not we all made of God? . . . Is God not inherit in each of us?
In order that we build a loving relationship with God, we must build relationships with ourselves and other human beings.
We must build loving relationships with inhabitants of the Earth.
Not to a far away supreme being in the sky.
~~Written by CordieB.
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 20, 2008 at 6:39 pm · Filed under Art, Christianity, Humanity, Justice, life, Love, Mental Stress, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, Riddles, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality and tagged: Awareness, blog friends, clarity, found, guidance, hate, hope, illusions, judgement, lost, Love, peace, perception, racism, reality, Spirituality, we are
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I’ve guided multitudes of earthly beings through many dark nights
I’ve been a beacon of hope for many a man lost in his flight
Although I’m quite illuminous, I have absolutely no light energy alone . . .
I’m blessed by the light of my brethren to co-create life from cold stone
As long as my universal family shines, then I shall shine too . . .
And I, in-turn, humbly reflect that ambiance of light unto you.
So I can aide you in finding your way from the lost journey afar
And thus, you might illuminate another who may not know whom or where they are.
Like many, I sometimes have dreary days and nights when I feel so alone,
When I’m blocked from my light source by dark storm clouds of energy unknown.
I realise it’s all an illusion, for my light soure remains true, bright and clear
But when you’re lost in dark pastures, tis hard to let go the false fear.
So in today’s midnight, I remind you even a blind man can see the light bright,
For they are not blinded by false perceptions of absense of love’s light.
You see, the blind see beauty in realness . . . and truth without lies . . .
They don’t look for false answers in the suns, moons or skies . . .
They feel warmth in kindness, compassion and love . . .
In darkness, they are guided by inner awareness, not from detachments thereof;
They love, hate or feel indifference to us for ourselves in the mist of life’s rugged race . . .
They most brilliantly see the love in our hearts–in spite of our physical face!
Visionless, they see the hatred in our hearts, in spite of physical beauty
Like a blind child or man, we should all stress to make it our duty . . .
To look into the true hearts of children, women, and men . . .
See all people as they really are, not pre-judge by their hair, face or skin.
But you needn’t close your eyes to see the light . . .
You can have 20/20 vision and still use your insight . . .
If you’ve accepted and embraced the blessing of inner vision and true clarity
Then you understand, I once was lost but now I’m found; was blind but now I see.
But alas, I will guide you in your journey, it won’t be too late or too soon . . .
I’m a luminous guide in life’s dark forrest, I am simply . . . . (click below for answer)
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