Spiritual Revelations for Humans Seeking Humanity in Humans ~CordieB.
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May 5, 2010 at 10:33 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: broken heart, confused, control, controlling, cordieb, couples, dating, emotional, emotions, enlightened, enlightment, fear, freedom, god, insecurity, joy, liberty, Love, lovers, marriage, men, mind control, peace, relationship, relationships, spirit, spiritual, Spirituality, women
It’s been well over a year since I wrote this. . . and still the epic continues…
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
March 3, 2010 at 8:30 pm · Filed under Art, Dreams, mindfullness, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, relationships, Riddles, spiritual, Spiritual Riddles, Truth and tagged: being, bittersweet, cordieb, findfullness, freedom, holding on, hope, joy, Love, lovers, memories, mindfullness, nastalgia, Past, Present, present moment, relationships, spiritual, spiritual riddle, today, tomorrow, yesterday
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Distant Lover ~Sketched by CordieB.
This riddle was inspired by a recent post by Mare Cromwell. Check out Mare’s writing…quite enlightening! 
Spiritual Riddle – My Distant Lover
This nostalgic lover has left me…oh, so many times…
Through much laughter and tears… many riddles and rhymes…
Though often I’ve tried mighty hard to hold on to him tight—
Always he departed before the glow of moon light
At times when he left, I felt greatly relieved…
Other times I’ve longed for him; passionately I grieved
Whether I choose to remember or opt to forget
The times we’ve shared, there’s no need for regret…
Each time he leaves, he’s never, ever the same…
Some nights leaving with joy…other nights filled with pain…
~~A gift of pure sunshine…a blanket of rain~~
And each time he vanquishes into mystic descent
He hands me a most cherished Present…
Though I can never hold onto him past the brink of dawn
Forever he leaves me with the will to move on…
I feel the breath of his whisper – yet he starves me of touch
Knowing our destiny has already been written as such….
Vanishing into the mist, leaving me with a new day!
Whilst I love, whilst I live!
Whilst I lust, whilst I pray!
He is ever so close–yet so far away…
Who is He… ? (Click below for riddle answer)
July 4, 2009 at 3:14 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: alone, avitar, computer, cordieb, day, fireworks, freedom, independence, independence day, me time, peace
June 12, 2009 at 9:39 am · Filed under Observations and tagged: cordieb, David Letterman, equality, freedom, girls, Gregory Roberts, Love, peace, rape, Sarah Palin, sex, sexuality, Spirituality, statutory rape, woman
As a woman, I’ve grown weary of the underlying fears we face each day…fears that change where we go, what we wear, and what we say…even how we think….to a degree that has made it second nature to live in the low keyed fear. I saw Sarah Palin’s response to David Letterman’s joke about statutory rape this morning; and since I’ve not seen the episode in question…I will hold my opinions on said joke. But in general, I’ve become tired of how woman across the world have developed an inner fear to just be–and our fears are necessary not only because of how many men think and act but how society in general has embraced this semblence of what a woman should and should not do. I quote, with a hinge of fear, one of my favorite statements about the condition of woman today. I implore you to click on the link to read the quote in it’s entire context (it can be found under "Your Say," on Gregory David Robert’s web site. And, the beauty of this statement is it is written by a man.
"It struck me — stupidly, for the first time — as horrifyingly unfair that women can’t enjoy this great pleasure, walking around a city alone in the soul-sleep hours after midnight, without fear that men will assault them. As this insight burned its way into my consciousness, and the stories of sexual attacks, told to me by women in every country where I lived, increased in number through the years…"
"UNLESS AND UNTIL WOMEN ARE FREE TO WEAR WHATEVER THEY WANT — OR WEAR NOTHING AT ALL, AS THEY FREELY CHOOSE — AND GO WHEREVER THEY WANT, AND DO WHATEVER THEY WANT, WITHOUT FEAR OF BEING ATTACKED BY MEN, WE CANNOT TAKE THE NEXT STEP TOWARD DEVELOPMENT AS A SPECIES." ~Gregory David Roberts.
With that said, here’s my submision to the G-Man’s Fabulous Flash Friday, 55.
A Woman’s Low Keyed Fear
A woman’s low keyed fear is such…
We don’t even notice it much
We live with it day-to-day
Unconsciously afraid that what we do or say
Might provoke a society to feel
It can do to us something against our will
Or even worst make us feel we can’t be
Truely, Us; Truly Safe; Truly Free
~Written by CordieB.
May 15, 2009 at 4:32 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: cordieb, couples, Flash Friday 55, freedom, G-man, Love, marriage, nature, people, Poetry, pride, relationships, rose, spiritual, spiritual riddle, Spirituality
This is my submission to g-man and his weekly fab friday flash 55
Photo courtesy of Pink Sherbet Photography, shared under Creative Commons
He was sinfully proud of her beauty
Her complexion and velvety touch brought him immense joy
On occasions he’d simply watch her with passion;
Delicately caressing her softness…
To keep her closer, he removed her from her essense.
Inevitiably, she withered away.
Thus, he lost not only his pride; but also his joy;
the Rose.
Written by CordieB.
Quote for the Day: If you allow pride to cause you to cut your rose from its root, you’re bound to lose not only your pride, but more sadly your joy. ~CordieB.
Peace, Light and Love. . . .
April 14, 2009 at 5:56 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: answers, control the web, cordieb, freedom, god, Jesus, joy, Let Go, Let God, life, limits, Love, peace, Redwoods in contemplation, relationships, Religion, spiritual story, Spirituality, struggle
Redwoods in contemplation – courtesy of controltheweb under a Creative Commons License
I received this via email today from a very good friend… I simply had to pass it on!!!
The Buzzard: If you put a buzzard in a pen that is 6 feet by 8 feet and is entirely open at the top, the bird, in spite of its ability to fly, will be an absolute prisoner. The reason is that a buzzard always begins a flight from the ground with a run of 10 to 12 feet. Without space to run, as is its habit, it will not even attempt to fly, but will remain a prisoner for life in a small jail with no top.
THE BAT: The ordinary bat that flies around at night, a remarkable nimble creature in the air, cannot take off from a level place. If it is placed on the floor or flat ground, all it can do is shuffle about helplessly and, no doubt, painfully, until it reaches some slight elevation from which it can throw itself into the air. Then, at once, it takes off like a flash.
THE BUMBLEBEE: A bumblebee, if dropped into an open tumbler, will be there until it dies, unless it is taken out. It never sees the means of escape at the top, but persists in trying to find some way out through the sides near the bottom. It will seek a way where none exists, until it completely destroys itself.
PEOPLE: In many ways, we are like the buzzard, the bat, and the bumblebee. We struggle about with all our problems and frustrations, never realizing that all we have to do is look up!
January 17, 2009 at 5:27 pm · Filed under Art, Christianity, Humanity, Justice, life, Love, Mental Stress, Music for the Soul, Observations, Spirituality and tagged: Corinne Bailey Rae, dancing, freedom, independence, Love, peace, put your records on, Spirituality, women
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Quote of the Day. . .
You can never dance to the same beat as everyone; so you may as well dance your own beat…Just try not to step on anyone’s toes while you dance! CordieB.
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Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don’t need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
Maybe sometimes, we’ve got it wrong, but it’s alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don’t you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don’t you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it’s alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don’t you think it’s strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
‘Twas more than I could take, pity for pity’s sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don’t even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Oh, you’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don’t need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
Maybe sometimes, we’ve got it wrong, but it’s alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don’t you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don’t you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it’s alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don’t you think it’s strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
‘Twas more than I could take, pity for pity’s sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don’t even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Oh, you’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
January 7, 2009 at 7:18 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: children, control, controlling relationships, freedom, growth, letting go, Love, men, personalities, relationships, spiritual growth, women
There is a certain sadness one often feels when one has to relinquish control;
The sadness of a dying past…allowing the present to replace the old;
There is a certain anguish in realizing our grasp must be broken;
Like watching our children leave the nest…our real fears are seldom spoken…
Because we know that some of our desires die with our letting go;
But let go we must …in order that love ones can blossom and grow
So, our selfish motivations to hold our love ones near…
is often miscommunicated with sadness, anguish and fear…
If we truly love someone we must encourage them to be
Uniquely themselves by ensuring they are free…
from our insecurity based limitations which may hinder their flight…
Open the window! Allow love ones to find their true light!
~~Written by CordieB
December 1, 2008 at 12:31 am · Filed under Mental Stress, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, Spirituality and tagged: adventure, darkness, freedom, Love, smoke, Spirituality
Print, Entitled, The Walk from Smoke into Darkness -CordieB.
She walked away from smoke into the darkness . . .
She trusted the unknown would let her breath
Although the unknown darkness scared her . .
Its possibilities of life were what she seized
The smoke was slowly suffocating
She felt life fade with each shallow breath
Though she knew not where the darkness lead
The smoke would surely cause her death . . .
Into the abys, she fiercely walked
Away from all she’d ever known
And through the many darkenend nights
She breathed fresh air; that of her own . . .
-Written By CordieB
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.
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