Perfection in Chaos

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.

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Spiritual Riddle – You see, the blind sees beauty in realness . . . and truth without lies . . .

May 16, 2010 at 1:28 am · Filed under African American and tagged: beauty, body, cordieb, Earth, friends, light, mind, moon, peace, relationships, riddle, soul, spiritual riddle, stars

Current Mood: Cool

I have been rather quiet here lately – I’ve been in the listening mode rather than the talking mode. Sometimes too much chatter jumbles the mind, so I’ve been sitting back taking in, absorbing for the moment. However, know that my thoughts remain with each of you loyal readers and those who happen to pass by this space every now and then.

Below is a repost of a riddle I wrote some time ago… perhaps you can solve it before you get to the end. And always remember, the stars look up tos you babe!

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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 sees 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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Ubuntu (I Am Because You Are) ~Written By Cordie’B

March 24, 2010 at 3:41 am · Filed under Dreams, life, Love, mindfullness, Original Stuff, Poetry and tagged: beauty, circle, Community, creator, Earth, giving, god, Grace, greatful, harmony, Humanity, I am because you are, joy, Love, mindfullness, oneness, peace, reaping, sharing, sowing, spiritual, Spirituality, UBUNTU, universe

Current Mood: Happy

Beautiful artwork courtesy of SanityFound

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I have been blessed through out the years

by kin and strangers alike who have caught my tears

Who have gave me strength; eased my fears. . .

Into their basin of unconditional love supreme . . .

and turned those tears so magically

into a blessing; making sad eyes gleam

who have turned nightmares into dreams . . .

All webs in life are weaved together

we all are one; from begining until forever

though we may be close or lightyears apart

our actions send endless waves rippling to all hearts

So often we may not realize

What we do and say travel endless miles

When we feed the hungry; or simply give a smile . .

However we relate to our fellow man

is chain reacted across the land and back again

Thus far I’ve been blessed beyond compare

From the whole of humanity, timeless; everywhere

And so I feel compelled to pass on a blessing

to aide humanity in not regressing

into the darkness of separation and instinct

because were’re all connected by a common link

So though you may be close or very far,

your light warms humanity like a distant star

Without you there would be no me

Thus, I’m grateful for your being, eternally

For the love you share, I say UBUNTU

I am what I am because of all of you!

Sun brings forth life as a distant star

As such, I AM BECAUSE YOU ARE!

~Written especially for YOU – By CordieB.

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All Things. . .

February 6, 2010 at 9:35 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: All Things, All things foul and ugly, beauty, cordieb, creation, creator, god, God's love, God's sight, hate, imagination, joy, Love, mindfull, mindfullness, Monty Python, opinions, peace, Spirituality, toenails, Ugly, Ugly to the Bone, While I know myself to be a creation of God, –Maya Angelou

Current Mood: Playful

“All things foul and ugly,
all creatures short and squat.
Putrid, foul and gangrenous,
the Lord God made the lot.”
-Monty Python.

“While I know myself as a creation of God, I am also obligated to realize and remember that everyone else and everything else are also God’s creation. This is particularly difficult for me when my mind falls upon the cruel person, the batterer, and the bigot. I would like to think that the mean-spirited were created by another force and under the aegis and direction of something other than my God. But since I believe that God created all things, I am not only constrained to know that the oppressor is a child of God, but also obliged to try to treat him or her as a child of God.”
–Maya Angelou

The Eye of God ~CordieB

Today I will strive to see as God sees. . . ; to envision what God might vision; to love as God loves. . .

~Peace, Light and Love, Cordie’B

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Few have been able to resist me – once my flowery, opium-fragrant mist is inhaled;

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

Current Mood: Happy

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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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Only in silence can certain voices be heard ~CordieB.

October 9, 2009 at 6:24 pm · Filed under Uncategorized and tagged: beauty, Christianity, cordieb, faith, family, joy, life, light, Love, Observations, peace, poem, poems, Poetry, soul, Spirituality, Wisdom

Only in silence can certain voices be heard

The fall of a dew drop; the song of the bird

The rustle of a leaf; the sparkle of a star

The whisper of a mother; the beat of a heart

Sh… sh… can you hear the wind singing to the moon?

Sh… listen to the butterfly flutter in mid afternoon

The ripple of a stream; the budding of a flower

The ticking of a clock in life’s final hour

The dance of a fetus; the pulse of a lover

The soul’s peaceful journey when crossing over

The strength of a man; the drop of a tear

The courage to overcome deafening fear

Sh… can you hear the ants working peacefully together

Sh, sh…listen to the echoes of allness and forever

The popping of bubbles; the pea in the pod

The breath of love; the voices of God

~Written by CordieB

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Thankful Thursday

August 13, 2009 at 4:47 pm · Filed under Observations, spiritual, Truth and tagged: beauty, bliss, Blue, colors, cordieb, god, Gratitude, green, joy, Love, nature, peace, spiritual, Spirituality, thanful, thankful thursday, Yellow

Five Things I am Thankful for Today!!!

1.  The Color Red

2.   Color Black

3.  The Color Blue

4.  The Color White

5.   The Color Green

Take a break, sit back and enjoy this absolutely beautiful message . . .

You will really enjoy this.   Let’s be thankful that  God gave us the ability to see colors.

Turn up the sound and click on the picture above.

Thanks Gary Ringstaff for sharing this. It’s absolutely wonderful!!!!

So, what are you thankful for today!  I’d love to know.  Blessings to all, Cordieb.

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More on Colors. . .Just in Case You Didn’t Know. . . 

Almost all visible colors can be obtained by the additive color mixing of three colors that are in widely spaced regions of the visible spectrum. If the three colors of light can be mixed to produce white, they are called primary colors and the standard additive primary colors are red, green and blue.

Two colors that produce white when added together are called complementary. The color complementary to a primary color is called a secondary color. The complementary or secondary colors for red, green and blue are cyan, magenta and yellow respectively. These three colors are often referred to as the subtractive primary colors. When the three are combined in subtractive color mixing, they produce black.

Peace, Light and Love. . . C.

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Spiritual Riddle – It's the little things…

July 3, 2009 at 4:40 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: beauty, children, cordieb, dawn, dusk, egotistical, estasy, happiness, joy, joy harmony, life, light, little things, Love, miracles, mystical, peace, simplicity, simplistical, Simply Snickers, spiritual, spiritual riddle

speaking of joy by ~marielliott

I am the soft tickle of bubbles blown in the air
I am the wind gently billowing through each strand of your hair
I am the lucky discovery of a lone four-leaf clover
I am the ecstasy of the first kiss from a new-found lover
I am the the amazed eyes upon the first look…
Of newborn babe, straight from mommy’s nook

I am the amused, confused on a roller coaster ride
I am the quiet majestic of the ascending tide
I am sweet rain gently falling to the ground
I am the whispers of the leaves heard without  sound
I am that which comes so often; yet we don’t understand…
the blessed dawn, as sunlight blankets the land

I’m seen in the stars, shining ever so bright
I’m heard in the voices of lovers each night
I’m felt in the kiss of a rose on a nose…
and the sweet, sweet aroma of that fragrant rose

I am laughter on hindsight of not going berserk
I am a hug and fresh sheets after a long day’s work;
The sun peaking through the clouds after a pouring rain storm
The rainstorm after a drout of love transformed
I’m more valuable than all riches, and everything
I exist in the little things and what they bring

I am the sensation of a Popsicle on a hot summer’s day
I am the innocence of life and love in children’s play
I am an Angel, often found in the eyes of a girl or a boy
I am most mystical, not egotistical, yet so simplistical…
I am….. (click below for riddle answer)

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No. I Can't See the Wind…

April 4, 2009 at 4:26 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: beauty, cordieb, divinity, god, Gratitude, Love, motion, nature, peace, Poetry, spirit, Spiritual Poem, Spirituality, wind, wind song

No, I can’t see the wind. . .

but I can feel her chill down to my bones..

I can feel her warmth as she comforts my soul…

I see the effects of his force as he bristles over infinite blades of grass;

Each blade dancing individually, yet collectively to the wind’s sweet song. . .

I can see the magnitude of his majesty as the tree branches sway, too and fro…

No. I must admit, I have never seen the wind. . .

Yet, I can see how she touches all and everything…

in unison. . .still, independently…

I have seen how she has changed whole landscapes in seconds…

I have witnesses her bring the 200 year old mighty oak to the ground…

I watch her invisible force lift vast oceans onto shores…

I have witnesses her carry a kite into the glimpse of the sun

She gently lifts the sparrow into graceful flight….

He gently runs his fingers through the strands of my hair…

I feel his gentle touch caress my skin…

And. . . there are times when he simply takes my breath away…

Alas, I am but a feather in the wind…

she picks me up and takes me on many experiences,

then she gently lands me on the bountiful land

No.  I confess, I have yet to see the wind. . . himself…

But I feel his effects each moment I live. . .

I feel his presence…omnipotent…

I know his power … and his grace…

and I am ever so grateful for the wind….

I shall forever love the wind. . .

~Written by CordieB.  Inspired by G.

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Love Tames

February 19, 2009 at 9:01 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: African American, Art, beast, beauty, cordieb, Love, love tames, nature, peace, peaceful, Spirituality

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