Spiritual Revelations for Humans Seeking Humanity in Humans ~CordieB.
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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
July 25, 2009 at 6:00 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: back-stabbers, Bitterness, bullys, cordieb, ego, Envy, false, family, Flash 55, Friday Flash 55, G-man, hatred, he say, hurt, hurtful words, insecurity, Knowledge, light, Love, Lying, negative people, negative thinkers, pain, peace, poem, Poetry, quotes, reality, relationships, she say, soul, spirit, spiritual, spiritual starvation, sticks and stones, teasing, untruths, Venom, Wisdom, words
Venom by !DagoDesign on Deviant Art
Vicious words spit from
the venomous tongue
are far more deadly
than the bite of a
poisonous snake…
for at least
the snake’s
bite
can be mutated
with
anti-venom
…yet…
the bite of the
poisonous tongue quickly,
and deliberately
kills
the spirit-
the venomous tongue
often leaves
permanent damage
to the hearts of the multitude
~CordieB.
Submitted for the G-Man’s, AKA, Mr. Knowitall, Fabulous Friday Flash 55.
Quote for the Day: Sticks and Stones may Break my Bones, but Words Hurt Long After the Initial Blow. ~CordieB.
In reality, words can and often do hurt. However, the spiritual individual is able to counter hurtful or false words with self knowledge and truth. The spiritual individual will not allow the ego to manefest the hurtful words in his or her heart; for she or he knows the beauty in their being and the truth in their hearts. Also, those who live by the spirit, will not spit hateful words to others or himself. For it is the ego that constantly battles with the spirit to speak hurt, hatred or falsehood, in order to make the ego feel good about itself. Remember when mom told you that kids teased you in order to make them feel big – well she was correct in her wisdom. Some adults have not grown beyond their childhood and continue to tell lies or say hurtful things simply to make themself look big by making others look small. It is sad actually – the insecurities and fears of some people. The next time you are tempted to say or speak a hurtful word, remind yourself that it is your ego and insecurities which tempt you to do so. Beckon the love, truth and wisdom of your spirit to manifest itself. When we practice walking and talking in the way of our core self (spirit), and what we know to be true in our hearts, we will neither utter nor absorb hurtful and/or false words.
~Peace, Light and Love…..CordieB.
May 21, 2009 at 12:16 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: cordieb, couples, family, forgiveness, Love, marriage, people, Poetry, relationships, secrets, silent secrets, Spirituality
Photo courtesy of WolfSoul and is licensed under a creative commons license.
Silent secrets of the heart
Break your spirit into parts
parts of love and parts of pain
searching for one’s self again . . .
Silent secrets speak no peace
Only vague uncertainties
Leaving traces in disguise
Of dormant truths that will arise
Silent secrets tell no lies
And it comes as no surprise
When the silence breaks the core
Heart and spirit fight no more
Silent secrets have no bearing
on what we call love or caring
for they only weigh the spirit
Weighted hearts hold no merit
Silent secrets can’t tell lies
They are revealed in the eyes
Of the soul who bears evidence
Of the secret’s consequence.
Silent secrets speak so loud
Though they leave a question cloud
As to whether they are really heard
Heart and Soul speak a foreign word
Silent secrets do tell lies
to the self in haunting cries
to release their awful woe
let them loose! freely flow!
Silent secrets released alas!
from the hidden looking glass;
spirit free; heart released a ton
heart and spirit now dance as one!
April 30, 2009 at 6:11 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: balance, bird flu, body, children, cordieb, epidemic, evil, family, fear, flu, food for thought, harmony, illness, Love, mind, pandemic, peace, Poetry, riddle, root of evil, soul, spiritual, spiritual riddle, Spirituality, swine flu
I can spread like wild fires
From one to another
I’m highly contagious
Among family, sisters and brothers
I spread oblivious, at times paralyzing dread
Among unwitting lovers
Many fall so easily for me
Instead of falling for love
Leaving their souls in disharmony
minds and bodies devoid of
natural defenses; protection thereof
If one soul is infected
I can spread to the mass
I have no preference or penchant
to any race, creed or class
I multiply and mutate
With a mere, whispered suggestion
I frequently blow up to pandemonium..
becoming wide-spread infection
I can began as a simple idea
Quickly manifesting into reality
a mere negative thought passed on
is how I’m always first conceived
Deceptive; I am never what I appear
I am the root of all evil,
I am the spirit of fear…
Written by CordieB.
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Fellow blogger, phaelosopher, so clearly reminds us in his recent artlce, “A Matter of Choice, The Power of Fear or Love on Swine Flu .. that…
Love lifts the spirits, and with the lifting of the spirit comes an increase in life force energy within our entire being. These are not simply flowery woo woo proclamations.
Placing ourselves in a loving attitude has a calming, harmonizing effect on our cell physiology. It also increases circulation and has a structuring effect on the water that flows within the body, and the organizing effect on the energy field that flows around, and extends beyond it. This produces and enhances a field around us that ultimately influences what happens to us — what we actually experience — from one moment to the next. More…
December 30, 2008 at 3:59 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: daugher, family, forgive, forgiveness, Love, mom, mother, relationships, son
©2008 *DarkHunterWolf
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about my mother. My mother passed away in 1980 and I never really got the chance to tell her how much I loved her. She suffered a massive heart attack soon after we had an argument and I had left the house. I hope you find these words as comforting as I found them when I first read them.
Forgive your mother! Forgive her not for the things she has done or not done or for the things she said or has not said. Forgive her because it is the only way to open your heart to self-forgiveness. Forgive her not because you don’t have a right to be upset about the way she has handled some things in her life and in your life. Forgive her not because she was right in making you feel wrong, or because she was wrong when she failed to acknowledge that you were right. Forgive your mother because until you do, there will always be a void in your heart.
Forgive your mother for the many, many times she was not the mother you wanted her to be. Forgive her for the times she did not do things the way you needed them done. Forgive your mother for not protecting you or speaking out in your behalf. Forgive her for not guiding you in the right direction and for the times she totally lost her direction, dragging you along with her. Forgive your mother for demanding things from you that she could not provide for you or for herself. Forgive your mother whether or not she did anything wrong or bad to you. Forgive her not because you are excusing whatever she did or however it affected you. Forgive your mother because holding judgments against her has a devastating impact on your soul. The judgments you hold will eventually break your heart. Forgive your mother because the truth is, she did the best she could whether you would like to believe it or not. You may have been harboring judgments or negative opinions about your mother and the way she did or did not mother you.
Just for today, forgive yourself for judging your mother. Once you do, there will be nothing left to forgive her for.
~Iyanla~
December 19, 2008 at 10:44 am · Filed under Abuse, Art, Christianity, Humanity, Love, Mental Stress, Observations, Poetry, Riddles, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality, life and tagged: christmas, cordieb, family, god, Love, peace, riddle, spirit, spiritual, Spirituality
The Eye of God - Courtesy of CordieB
There is a comfort about me
Allowing the soul to rest
Leaving no room for feelings of uncertainty or emptiness
There is a peace of mind I bring . . .
Whenever my essense surrounds
which is more valuable than all riches
I am where home can be found . . .
You will feel God must have placed you here
And left you in comfort . . . knowing you are where
you are loved; you are free . . .
You are just where you are suppose to be . . .
You you are welcomed; you are true
You are incredibly, honestly, gloriously You. . . .
I bring. . .. warm blankets of security covering
the body, mind, and spirit
without feelings of smothering
or fears of dreaded unknowing
I give a simple easiness
leaving no unexplained longing
Who am I. . . Click below for riddle answer . . .
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December 9, 2008 at 12:00 am · Filed under Abuse, Christianity, Humanity, Love, Mental Stress, Observations, Poetry, life 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)
November 26, 2008 at 12:00 am · Filed under Christianity, Humanity, Love, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry and tagged: babies, christmas, eating, family, flower, giving, god, harmony, holidays, husband, light, peace, shalome, snow, thanks, thanksgiving; love; gratitude; peace; love; grandmother, tranquility, warrior of the light, wife, wives
I am what’s felt when we see a field of wild flowers on a crisp spring day;
I am how we feel when the doctor says everything will be ok;
I am the thought that is often felt when we wake up to a brand new day;
I am what is felt when we see "10 fingers and 10 toes"
I am that feeling of awe that comes from the beauty of spring’s first rose;
I am what is felt when we see the beauty of winter’s first snow;
I am what we feel when our child finally walks in after being out all night;
I am the emotion that one feels when the dark days have finally gave way to light;
I am what we feel when the Christmas hectic is finally over;
I’m that feeling of wonderment in finding a four leaf clover.
You may feel me when you look at the bright blue skies;
You may even feel me when you smell the aroma of grandma’s homemade apple pies;
I can be felt when the lights come on, and everyone in the room shouts "SURPRISE"
I’m that feeling of gratitude when the youngest child graduates from school;
I’m that sentiment some have when the kids know that drugs are really uncool;
You’ll probably feel me when the baby takes his first step;
And you certainly will feel me, if you still have good health and pep;
I am what’s felt when we sat down to the table to eat;
I am how we feel when our significant other rubs our aching feet;
I am the thought that is felt when we appreciate all the Joy in Living;
Who am I,
I am simply, Thanksgiving.
Written by: CordieB especially for You.
Happy Thanksgiving!
August 31, 2008 at 3:59 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: 50's, 60's, African American, american, childre, family, Love, neighborhood, oneness, people, Unity
Initially, I had not planned to submit for this week’s Photo Friday because time did not permit me to take a picture of an old vehicle. Additionally, I did not have any photos that I had previously taken. But the rules were adjusted somewhat this week, whereas we can submit pics that we did not take. So I thought I’d share a picture taken in the early 60′s of my mother and aunt Anna. Both have gone on to another realm; bless their souls. To see this pic in a larger view; please visit my photo blog or click on the pic .
Sunday Afternoons After Church
Sunday afternoons after church in the 60′s were so full of neighborhood and family values: Families and friends gathering together for Soul Food, good conversation–everyone wearing their Sunday best – so full of love and tradition. Boy do I ever miss those days. I myself often carry out the Sunday tradition; but unlike the days of old, it’s always me doing all the cooking and most of us did not come from church! Wow do I miss the days when many of the women gathered in the steamy kitchen talking trash, laughing – whilst the men, admiring their families, talked “business” in the dining room. Now I know that we’ve progressed so much from the 60′s; but some things, in my opinion, did not promote progress, but a sense of individuality bringing forth separation that saddens me. No longer do I see the community and family unity – everyone’s for self now. This, in my opinion, has caused depression, poverty, violence and a malady of social problems. So today, let’s strive to live that life of the 60′s, and bring family and community together.
Sunday Afternoons After Church ~By CordieB
Oh how I miss the days of old . . .
When family unity was the goal
Of every bright or weary soul
Oh how I miss the lost tradition
When helping hands was the mission
When we knew all our neighbor’s names
When we’d speak to all who peacefully came
walking down the clean sidewalks
stopping for friendly gossip and small talk
When neighbors would watch over the young
and everyone knew every one
when neighbors could spank that ass
for talking smart or acting fast
and then I’d get another one
after the neighbor told my dad or mom
When children still played hide and seek
When strong families always helped the weak
When unity meant what it should
and not simply another cliche’ buzz word
When fathers could not abandon theirs
without humilitation, points and stares
and of course lots and lots of old folk’s prayers
When the corner store owner lived in the neighborhood
and there was no such thing as “living in the hood”
And people usually acted like they knew they should
The Sunday afternoons after church dismissed
When family and neigbors gathered to reminice
And laugh and cry and love each other
and every one was treated like a sister or brother
I miss it all, but alas life goes on
So at least I’ll carry the tradition on
So if you miss those days, come visit soon
My home on Sunday Afternoons
~Written By CordieB
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Have a soul filled Sunday!
July 6, 2008 at 3:55 pm · Filed under Observations, Spirituality and tagged: family, Family Reunion, Jill Scott, Love, photo friday, Spirituality, tradition, Traditions
This week’s photo Friday is entitled “Traditions.” I do appologize for being late with my submission; I’ve been quite busy since Thursday. Instead of doing pics, I decided to do a video, incorporating some pics on “tradition.” I think the video and words will have a good idea on our traditions. To see the video in a larger view, visit the photo blog at cordiebpics.wordpress.com Have a great Sunday!
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