~Love Tames. CordieB.

I am kind and patient; not boastful or proud…

I am all knowing, yet humble; not boisterous or loud

I am secure in my stead; not untrusting or jealous

I keep no scores of bad deeds;  I’m forgiving….unrebellious

I am thankful for mine; of your’s I’m not envious

I don’t hold resentment to ferment my soul…

In-line with my spirit, it is compassion I hold!

I’m not judgmental; I allow others to be…

That which they are; so their souls might be free

Knowing we all are created from the same mighty force

Good, bad or indifferent; of the same Holy source!

I rejoice in the truth; refrain from deception…

Persevere with great hope, amid pain or rejection.

Not easily angered, remaining kind and protective…

Willing to look closely at life from another’s perspective.

I am the foundation of all Creation thereof…

I’m the most powerful, unfailing, Spirit of all

…I Am the Spirit of Love…

~Written by CordieB, Inspired by 1st Corinthian’s 13 and of course….. Love.

Quote for the Day:  When I was a child, I talked like a child; I thought like a child; I reasoned like a child. As I grew, I put childish ways behind me. Then I saw but a poor reflection, as in a mirror. Now I see face to face. Then, I knew only in part. Now I know fully and I am fully known.

And now these three remain…

Faith

Hope

Love

But the greatest of these is…

LOVE

~1 Corinthians 13, The Bible

Another Quote:  Knowing is realizing we don’t know it all ~CordieB.

Peace, Light and Love….

The Sands of Ebony Time Shows on My Face
The bitter – sweetness of life and love leaves its trace
From whence an infant of purity and subtle innocence
To the ageless beauty of a woman’s essense
The lines shown around my deep brown eyes
Map a life of much laughter, joys and cries
My hands are wearing down like melten butter
From years of living love; caring for self and others

The expressions on my face reflect so clear
Wisdom and insight gained throughout the years
Living and loving through thick and thin
Embracing God’s grace and mercy of love within

Sharing my gift of love with countless souls
Experiencing the allness of life as time takes its toll
On the temporary shell for my spirit as life’s novel reveals
More mysteries for the heart; if my Creator so wills

Reeping the blessing of so many souls
Gracious of the puzzle that makes life whole
For me as the time passes so quickly it seems
Like only yesterday, I dreamth my very first dreams

As the sands of time harmonize with the winds of fate
that causes all soul’s shells to disinigrate and dissipate
but love and the inner soul survives, energizes and recreates
Thus the cycle of life recycles to invigorate . .

The newborne babe who starts life anew
Through his eyes and cries he reaches out to me and you.
In the eyes of the young we realize life’s wonders beginning again;
Awsomely, were all intricately weaved in a bigger plan . . .

To ensure that love for life continues on . . .
By sharing love, wisdom and knowlege when we inspire and pass on. . .
the Hands of Ebony Time’s blessed love-life seed
To all kindred spirits whose souls we feed.

~Written By CordieB.

PS.  If you read this on my pictorial blog; it has changed somewhat.  Of course I didn’t change one of my most dearest reader’s favorite line in the poem.  I write this to remind us that although age takes its toll on the body, love and time makes the spirit stronger indeed.  Pass on your love and embrace the love of others to ensure that your spirit remains strong yet gentle.  For one sweet day when the spirit’s shell is ready for rest, you will find peace, joy and comfort in the love you’ve given and received. 

Peace, Light and Love, CordieB.

Like dancing leaves of billowed trees…

I delight in the ride of a gentle breeze

I am tickled in my bare existence..

No need to push, pull or bear down in resistance

I breathe fresh air to feed my soul..

And exhale desires to hold control

I dare not stir the pot of mass confusion

That so often arises from exclusion

As refreshing as morning’s dew,

I float like clouds on plains of blue

Ingrained in love, instilled in all of you

No need to cause disharmony…

To choose a side or disagree

So magical, like alchemy…

I calm the qualms of humanity

Bringing forth new insight, bright and clear…

That life is precious, love is dear…

No need to fight, no need to fear!

Let go, Exhale, Release, Release!

Sieze me, and life’s chaos will simply cease

Who am I …? (Click below for Riddle Answer)

I am the Loving Spirit of Inner Peace

~Written by CordieB

Inspired by The Naked Soul - Thanks for the Inspiration!!!

Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.
Buddha

Chaos is inherent in all compounded things. Strive on with diligence.
Buddha

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This is an update from a post I wrote last year – I’ve added and deleted some of my thanks givings from last year…  As you can see, I’ve been blessed throughout the year.  Also, I present to you a  riddle to help exercise the thankful brain.

1. Today I am thankful that my pain is subsiding. pain is gone!

2. Today I am thankful that I have a good man who deals with my pain with me in a supporting, loving manner.

3. Today I am thankful that my children are doing well.

4. Today I am thankful for the warmth of the summer.

5. Today I am thankful that my fever is subsiding I can’t even remember the fever I spoke of last year.

6.  Today I am thankful for another year to live and love and that nothing is constant but change   (Added today, July 15th, 2010)

What were you thankful for last year this time?  What are you thankful for Today?

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Spiritual Riddle

I am the sin of grave covetousness

Bound to mine own self righteousness

Neglecting inner consciousness…

for all my mind craves to possess

I’m the root of imbalance in the land

As visioned pleasures I expand

Amid the poor and weakened man

To whom I dare not lend a hand…

Convincing self in false delight

that I deserve all in my plight…

What I consume is mine own right…

as daytime surely follows night…

The sad thing is I’m never filled,

as nothing ever quite fulfills

the hollow heart that slowly kills

my soul by short lived external thrills…

Hoarding more than I need

can’t quench the thirst of internal needs

with a starving soul and a heart that bleeds…

and decayed root bearing no fruit nor seed…

because one foolishly concedes

to me, (Who Am I – Click Below for Riddle Answer)

The Deadly Sin of Greed

~Written by CordieB.

 – Eknath Easwaran

Rainbow ~Courtesy of Just.Luc

With a ray of hope

And a glass half full…

And a mindset of

All is possible…

She cast her dreams

To the land of potential…

Awaiting with patience…

The inconsequential.

With dire belief…

Without brawn or tear

Only pure optimism

That her ship was near.

But that dream ship sail

Never came in view

Yet she always knew

Luck was overdue….

As the days passed on

And the years flew by…

Looking  back on life

She asked a simple why…

And the dream she’d cast

Replied over the rainbow

Though you watered the pot

Not a seed did you sow. . .

~Written by CordieB

Thought for the Day…Especially for all perpetual dreamers…

Remember to plant your seeds before you water your pots

And,

Even if your big dream is to hit the lotto, you’ve got to play to win…baby!

Peace, Light and Love,

CordieB.

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.

Balance -CordieB

Late evening contemplation in the park
 
sipping wine till light turns dark
 
picking minds and hearts apart
 
gazing at the wonderment of Sun’s retreat
 
as Moon assumes command; taking seat…
 
Sending Troup de Breezes; defeating stagnant heat
 
Mindless peeping as lovers fuss or swoon…
 
to birdie’s perfect God-sent tune…
 
‘Tis Life’s balance at the park in June

Written by CordieB

Quote for the Day…”All is Fair in Love and War” ~John Lyly’s ‘Euphues’ (1578)??

Submitted for simply snickers prompt.  This week’s prompt words are:  peep, park, pick.

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)

The Moon.

Written By CordieB.

The riddle above was inspired by some”beautiful” blog friends, Gyspy Heart , a very talented artist who painted the painting below about which there is a beautiful story (click on the painting to read the story – WARNING -it might make your eyes water, Sanity Found , a talented, spirited young woman, who posted today and last week on how our outward perceptions of self even change how we relate to ourselves and life, a new free-spirited blog friend at Spiritual Perceptions , who asked to see a picture of me, the fact that I had perceived Gypsy Heart to “look” like a gypsy (smile), and the multi-talented, Persistent Illusion , who is so wise and inspirational that he or she is like an illusion.

Photo courtesy of Susan (Gypsy Heart) Morrison Sims – click on image to read the wonderful story behind this beautiful, gifted piece, and to see experience the art fully.

Love, Fear and Enlightenment ~CordieB.

She gazed upon his deep brown eyes
Glaized with love and fear; confused yet wise
she knew he loved her desperately . . . .
he could not risk her flying free

She knew she loved him through all fate
with him she’d found her mirrored mate
but with his love came blind control
Though undeliberate, such control shackled her soul

She knew her love was full and true
but there were other things she also knew . . .
she knew she could not be contained
into the life for which he’d planned

She knew he had insecurities
that would never allow her to simply be
he’d always possess the fear of flight
of her souring endlessly into the night

But since her love was true and tried
she eased his fears; stayed by his side
dealt with his subtle controls of will
convinced his way was better still

In time she lost desire to feel . . .

the warmth of the glowing sun
the coolness of the rain upon
her gentle being which she’d dreamed of
she’d traded peace of mind for love . . .

but still the longing in her eyes
revealed a tale of silent cries
this only hightend his insecurites
gave way to anger; raged immaturities
he’d often, confused, demand her to leave
but she’d hold to her sweet reprieve . . .

then one blessed day so crystal clear
the god’s of earth’s great atmosphere
gave strength to follow the raged command
thus she left the home of her beloved man
which she had humorously dubbed the promise land

though she knew his words were those of fear
the god’s gave her insight true and clear
that though her love was tried and true
living that life again; she she could not do

she needed the ability to shed her tears
to speak or write her words without the fears
of disillusioned, often drunken anger
for which she feared might trigger danger

But still her love so pure remained
Yet her peace of mind was hence regained
she knew she really loved this man
but feared rejection and anger once again . . .

She bathed in sweet tranquilities
she felt she finally could breath
she missed his presense even so . . .
Yet there was a stranger she had to get to know

She needed to get to know herself
not live her life for someone else
she needed to live her own desires
find out what really sparked her fires

Again, her love was tried and true
but being alone was something she needed to do
she’d always ran from man to man
if one doesn’t work out; another one can
was often her motto for many years
so in fact she had never faced her inner fears
thus she found herself crying the same sad tears

She felt if she simply returned for love
the same problems would arise in time thereof
for although she loved him beyond compare
she knew she’d lost a part of self somewhere . . .

Ah yes! she loved him desperately
and felt there love was meant to be
but with raw emotions and fear intertwined
she risked loosing his love to find her mind

To be continued. . . .

~By CordieB