Spiritual Revelations for Humans Seeking Humanity in Humans ~CordieB.
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August 25, 2010 at 1:38 am · Filed under Art, Christianity, Humanity, Justice, Love, Observations, Poetry, life and tagged: 1st Corinthians, Alah, Art, bible, Budah, church, cordieb, creation, creativity, forgive, god, harmony, Humanity, Humble, jelousy, Jesus Christ, Lealousy, light, Love, peace, poem, Poetry, pride, Religion, soul, spirit, Spirituality, Trust
~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….
March 17, 2010 at 10:21 pm · Filed under Dreams, Humanity, Original Stuff, Poetry and tagged: African American Blessing, Blessing, creation, divinity, Irish Blessing, Love, peace, spiritual, St. Patricks Day
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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
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“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
January 20, 2010 at 11:18 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: cordieb, creation, creativity, creator, god, Grace, imagination, joy, Love, mindfull, mindfullness, Spirituality
Photo Courtesy of Torley and is licensed under a Creative Commons License.
I am the root cause of all creation
In me lies the buildings blocks of all nations . . .
I am the catalyst of all recipes
My vision essentially creates realities
I am the beginning of all success
With my presense there is wonderness!
I am the heart and soul of dreams come true
Finesse me with love and integrity; In turn, I’ll honor you
I brighten the palate of ordinary to magnificence
I give the dullness of life a beautiful majestic essense
Embrace me if you dare; I’ll surely embrace you in return
Perhaps you don’t need me! But without me there’s no yearn
To move beyond the lustreness of life’s everyday mozaic
To make life a little easier or interesting; improve upon the static
I’ll take you to the country or the city, but perhaps you prefer
To travel to the moon or the stars; if you’re a wonderer . . .
Put me into action with desire, love and integrity
With boldness, strength and belief – add some creativity!
Hold me tight; nurture my spirit, and I will come to be
Without me there would be no rockets, buildings, ships, planes, or stairs
No phones, computers, music, art, cars or other wares
I’m imbedded in your humanist, I’m etched in every prayer
But so often you disregard me like a passing love affair . . .
Imagine life without me, an impossible task
You can’t do this without me, “oh why?” you might ask
For in your attempt of the challenge – I’ll be there at your feet
And the circle can’t be broken; this battle always ends in defeat!
Who am I? . . .Aha, did you forget me? – but you know me oh so well
We were best friends as children–remember playing show and tell!
We played so beautifully together, we escaped all limitation!
I am the core of all creation, I am the Spirit of Imagination!
~By CordieB.
What a beautiful Creation the Creator Imagined! Wow! And the Creator passed on the blessing of imagination to humans. We must not forget to embrace our gift of imagination! And . . . we must encourage imagination in the youth . . . while they are young enough to be a creative, innovative force! Peace,
Light and Love, CordieB.
May 27, 2009 at 12:32 am · Filed under Observations and tagged: cordieb, creation, creativity, happiness, joy, Love, manifestation, peace, photography, possibilities, spiritual, Spirituality
Possibilities Are On the Horizon - CordieB
There are vast possibilities on the horizon; It’s up to us to manifest those possibilities into realities!
Peace, Light and Love, CordieB.
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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August 30, 2008 at 1:28 pm · Filed under Christianity, Humanity, Love, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality and tagged: Art, cordieb, creation, mystical, pride, red shoes, Rick Mobs, spiritual riddle, supernatural, supernatural bridge
supernatural bridge (red shoes) ~Rick Mobs
Rick Mobs at Mine Enemy Grows Older, who I discovered through Paisley (thanks Jodie), has invited his readers/viewers to give words to his beautiful art. The above titled art needs no words; as it is a supernatural story in and of itself; but, since Rick has so graciously allowed us to put words to his stunning creation - here is my rendition. . . in another spiritual riddle . . .
I’ve tricked you since the days of old
Enticed by me, you’d lease your soul
If I could trade eternity . . .
You’d sell, not rent that soul to me.
I’m the most illusioned of all evil spirits
My existence holds but one egotistical merit
I bring forth false vision to the being
who can not bring himself to seeing
the wondrous beauty of the soul within
that shines like gold when love seeps in
that lasts through style and passing trends . . .
I’m the most deathly of all deadly sins!
If I could erase your lines of wear and tear
you’d trade your soul without a care
If I could make all bow to you
there’d be no limits to what you’d do
because you don’t see the beauty in creation
of what God blessed you with in relation
to all God’s creation, magenta, black, or white
I’ve tricked your vision; jaded your sight
by grace but for only a twinkle in time on earth
for God forbids his art to loose full worth . . .
in the vastness of creation’s grand eternity
Who am I?
(click below for riddle answer)
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August 20, 2008 at 7:04 pm · Filed under Abuse, Art, Christianity, Favorite Poems, Humanity, Justice, Love, Mental Stress, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, Spirituality and tagged: Beatitudes, blessed, blessed art the poor in spirit, bondage, creation, Easter, freedom, gifts, god, Good Friday, Jesus, Love, mind, Reflections, slavery, Spirituality, thinking
I was inclined to repost this today after reading Paisley’s blog entries entitled, Remember the Monkeys and and I wait . So often in life we wander with goals and ambitions – that really are expectations handed down to us by society, family, associates, etc. So I ask again . . .Who are we really . . .?Peace, Light and Love, CordieB. 
Photo courtesy of joka2000 and is licensed under the creative commons
I read a poem entitled "Helen" today. I thought to myself, what a beautiful poem. Of all the gifts that Helen’s husband could bestow upon her, even if he had an infinite store, the one that he knew was most valuable was to" give her back herself." He goes on to say, he would also provide his true self, if only he could find where it lay hidden and proved kind.
And You, Helen, By Edward Thomas
And you, Helen, what should I give you?
So many things I would give you
Had I an infinite great store
Offered me and I stood before
To Choose. I would give you youth,
All kinds of loveliness and truth,
A clear eye as good as mine,
Lands, waters, flowers, wine,
As many children as your heart
Might wish for, a far better art
Than mine can be, all you have lost
upon travelling waters tossed,
Or given to me. If I could choose
Freely in that great treasure-house
anything from any shelf,
I would give you back yourself,
And power to discriminate
What you want and want it not too late,
Many fair days free from care
And a heart to enjoy both foul and fair,
And myself, too, if I could find
Where it lay hidden and it proved kind.
As romantic as this poem is, I ponder, can anyone ever really take someone’s self away; let alone give it back? Or was Helen’s true self lost by chance, by her daily living? Was Helen even aware of her true identity? Did Helen loose herself once she was born? Was Helen born into a society, much like today, whereas it was almost impossible for her to really ever be herself? Do we instintively know good from bad? Do we intinsively know right from wrong? The poet, Helen’s husband, questioned whether he could ever find his true good self because it was hidden. Do we instintively know that chocolate taste good? Do we instinctively wear our hair long, or short, or are all these conditions which have been handed to us by society, family, the world–our environment? How does one get one’s true self back? To accomplish this state, do we not have to relinquish all preconceptions, judgements, predjustices, ideas, ideals and all we were taught and exposed to from the day we were born, perhaps even before that time?
Today, I also read another poem and/or prayer (depending on who you are is how you will interpret it) by Rahul at: http://insearchofi.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-lord_07.html :
Oh Lord – By Rahul
Take away my fears
They scare my simplicity
Take away my obsessions
They scorch my soul
Take away my ambitions
They push me around
Take away my comfort
It makes me slothful
Take everything away
And give me back myself
Give me back my emptiness…
Now, wasn’t that just awsome! I truly had never thought about regaining my true self to that degree! Almost everything we are is a reflection of something else! Once we take away everything, what are we truly left with? Rahul’s blog reads at the top, "O Absolute energy! O Ultimate consciousness! Grant me the fearlessness to be myself.
What a wonderful, blessed prayer!
So inspired by these writers, I decided to write my own poem today.
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Who Am I
Everyone needs something
No matter who we are or how we think
No one can live without something . . .
Be it love, bread, air or water to drink.
Everyone’s a slave to something
But the choice is very clear
We can choose to what and whom we lend Ourselves …
So often in life, our choices root from fear;
For everthing we choose to let go
Another choice is sure to follow;
Jesus said, Blessed is the poor in spirit,
He knew that it is a blessing to truly be worryless;
To know that our Creator provides all of it…
He knew to have an unburdened spirit is the key to life beyond
The fallacies and mailadies, that plague us for so long.
To not worry about not having enough or having too much;
To truly be one with God and one’s-self is –To Be– Free– in-touch;
For, unless we can let go all cares, ambitions, hatred, external comforts, or anything . . .
We are merely partly slaves to ourselves and partly slaves to something. . .
What is it that you will be a slave to? . . .
That is the gift of Free Will God has given you . . .
So you feel someone or something has stolen the gleams
of Life from your eyes and invaded your dreams?
Only God can truely erase your true nature . . .
Which was within you from the begining; no need to mature. . .
Your Creator has given you paramount choices; Free Will.
But that’s only a fraction of God’s wonderment, still.
A curse if used in evil, A blessing if used to inspire. . .
But if regaining your true self is truly your desire,
To regain, reveal, and be your real true self,
You must be willing to let go of every negative, unloving else.
Release imbedded pride, judgements, illusions, lies, anger, fears, hatred, prejudice and preconception
For God’s love is your Alpha, Omega, Beginning and End, your true self, your Heaven
~Good Friday to everyone. It is through the teachings and love of Jesus Christ that I am able to realize the God (Goodness) within myself and the goodness in everyone of God’s creations; and know that our Creator provides all; Created all; and we originated in Him.
Peace, Light and Love . . . ~CordieB.
March 22, 2008 at 2:51 pm · Filed under Abuse, Art, Christianity, Humanity, Justice, Love, Mental Stress, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, Spirituality and tagged: Blessings, creation, Easter, freedom, god, heaven, Identity, Individuality, Jesus, Knowledge, Love, self, Slave, Spirituality
Everyone needs something
No matter who we are or how we think
No one can live without something . . .
Be it love, bread, air or water to drink.
Everyone’s a slave to something
But the choice is very clear
We can choose to what and whom we lend Ourselves …
So often in life, our choices root from fear;
For everthing we choose to let go
Another choice is sure to follow;
Jesus said, Blessed is the poor in spirit,
He knew that it is a blessing to truly be worryless;
To know that our Creator provides all of it…
He knew to have an unburdened spirit is the key to life beyond
The fallacies and mailadies, that plague us for so long.
To not worry about not having enough or having too much;
To truly be one with God and one’s-self is –To Be– Free– in-touch;
For, unless we can let go all cares, ambitions, hatred, external comforts, or anything . . .
We are merely partly slaves to ourselves and partly slaves to something. . .
What is it that you will be a slave to? . . .
That is the gift of Free Will God has given you . . .
So you feel someone or something has stolen the gleams
of Life from your eyes and invaded your dreams?
Only God can truely erase your true nature . . .
Which was within you from the begining; no need to mature. . .
Your Creator has given you paramount choices; Free Will.
But that’s only a fraction of God’s wonderment, still.
A curse if used in evil, A blessing if used to inspire. . .
But if regaining your true self is truly your desire,
To regain, reveal, and be your real true self,
You must be willing to let go of every negative, unloving else.
Release imbedded pride, judgements, illusions, lies, anger, fears, hatred, prejudice and preconception
For God’s love is your Alpha, Omega, Beginning and End, your true self, your Heaven
~Good Friday, Good Saturday, and Blessing for Easter to everyone. It is through the teachings and love of Jesus Christ that I am able to realize the God (Goodness) within myself and the goodness in everyone of God’s creations; and know that our Creator provides all; Created all; and we originated in Him.
