Spiritual Revelations for Humans Seeking Humanity in Humans ~CordieB.
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March 18, 2010 at 10:43 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: anger, arguments, CordieB. Peace, forgiveness, life, Love, Mistakes, Past, regret, relationships, Spirituality
Art entitled "Regrets" courtesy of marmota, and is shared under a creative commons licence.
The following poem was inspired by Sunday Scribblings , writing prompt # 148, on regret. "Got any? Things you wish you’d done differently? Things you wish you’d said or not said? Things you want to be sure to do and say now so that you don’t end up with regrets?"
Eternal Regret -I Forgive Myself; but Can’t Forget~By CordieB
I’ve lived a lifetime of one regret
that’s dimmed with passing time; still yet
love and conscious won’t allow me to forget
And so I often trick my mind
to place sordid memories far behind
still… regret creeps in from time to time …
And then sometimes I even pretend
that day had actually not transcended
Imagine . . . starting anew again !!!
but reality knocks with raging force
thus I am left with grave remorse
perhaps that day changed my life’s course??
forever regretful, my heart still aches
but my God can NOT make mistakes
I convince myself for sanity’s sake
And so what IS, IS. What’s meant shall be
and that’s my whole tricked reality . . .
My life’s anchor through soul’s eternity . . .
Regret’s but a piece of life that’s made me, me . . .
~Written in memory of my dear mother, Marion Wallace, who died 30 years ago today, March 18, 1980, of a massive heart attack when I was 15, shortly after we’d had a terrible argument and I had left the house. I miss you, ma.
~~CordieB.
"Quote: Imagine, in the midst of a heated argument, that the person you are arguing with suddenly clutches his/her heart, utters a cry, and falls dead at your feet. Where is your anger now?" ~Unknown
March 13, 2010 at 5:16 pm · Filed under African American, Christianity, Humanity, Observations, Spirituality and tagged: 1st Corinthinans, bible, Daniel, future, god, heaven, joy, Love, Past, peace, Poetry, Present, prophesy, Reflections, Spirituality, Wisdom
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Photo courtesy of Infinity Rain and is licenced under the Creative Commons
Reflections of the Dawn
I stood upon the crest of the highest mountain, Calling down to those who dared to follow.
That I had attained the greatest of heights.
But a voice from above called out to me:
‘Rest not upon your foolish pride for you have taken but a single step. And as you await those to come, there are those that patiently wait for you.’
~By Daniel
The above poem is one of my favorites. Each time I read it, it humbles me. It reminds me, that for each level of understaniding or wisdom I think I may have, there are those who await me to reach another level. Really, didn’t most of think we had all the answers at 15 years old. As we reflect back, we knew so very little. It also reminds me of the Book of 1st Corinthians, Chapter 13, versus 9-12, when Paul prophesised:
9. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10. but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. 11. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. 12 For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.
We really know so little and have so much to learn. We will never know all about this life until we pass beyond this life. Each day, if we keep our minds and hearts open, we will learn something more, life will become clearer, we will become wiser. But, like that teenager, we must open our heart and minds to learn, we can’t think we already know it all. Also, as we grow older, we can’t hold on to that old philosophy, ”you can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” We can’t continually hold on to old ways; we have to open our hearts, minds and spirits to the new. We have be refreshed. We have to keep an open mind. If someone didn’t keep an open mind, perhaps the world would still be flat. We can’t think we already know it all. We have to be open to all possibilities. Honestly, we don’t know the true outcome of any particular event, until the event is in the present tense.
So, stop stressing on the past; we can’t go back, we can simply learn from those experiences. Stop stressing on the future as we now imagine it will be. We can’t even imagine all that is in store for us – we might prophesize, but we are only looking through tinted glasses. One day it will all be crystal clear! So, for now, let’s just enjoy the wondrous gifts that God has given us. This is a day that the Lord has made! Let us rejoice and be glad in it!
Peace, Light and Love . . .
CordieB.
March 10, 2010 at 7:56 pm · Filed under Art, Dreams, Love, mindfullness, Original Stuff, Poetry, relationships, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality and tagged: cordieb, eternal, eternity, future, god, infinity, Love, Past, peace, Poetry, Present, relationships, riddle, spirit, spiritual riddle, Spirituality, today, tomorrow, yesterday
Just Beyond the Horizon ~CordieB.
Upon her breast lie my hopes, dreams and plans
Loosely holding my destiny in slippery hands
Each morning I look forward to her creeping on in
And with her arrival, new beginnings begin
Immeasurable surprises and presents she bares…
Dreams of happiness, heartaches– a myriad of cares
I can never quite guess the present she’ll bring
I can never quite name the exact tune she will sing
We have Infinite possibilities and boundless potential
Yet our fate is neither promised nor inconsequential
I anticipate her advent with both joys and sorrow
Just beyond the horizon; she is Tomorrow
~Written by CordieB, © All rights reserved.
Quote for the Day.
"Be mindful of how you approach time. Watching the clock is not the same as watching the sun rise." ~Sophia Bedford-Pierce
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 21, 2008 at 5:55 pm · Filed under Love, Mental Stress, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality and tagged: aging, Dreams, future, goals, growing old, happiness, life, Love, Past, poem, Poetry, Present, rhym, sadness, Spirituality, spoken word, written word
Contemplating – Courtesy of G and Cordieb. Share and Share Alike!
What happens to our dreams deferred?
Unacted upon desires that are seldom heard . . .
Do they wash away with the crimson tide . . .
By the sands of time which can’t be defied?
What happens to our dreams alas. . .
which we sadly allow to simply pass. . .
or hold at bay for a better day
Do they await our return or simply fade away?
What happens when we put our dreams on a shelf?
Do they wait patiently for us to find ourselves
Or do they float away to an unknown dreamland
Where dreams deferred converge and reemerge once again . . .
In the heart and soul of another child-like spirit . .
with the heart to reclaim our neglected dream’s merit
Who will take the forsaken dream and caress its face
And abandon not its saving grace
Allow not our dream to become deferred
Unnurtured; Seldom talked to; Barely heard. . .
For without our love, passion, and concern
Our dream will whither; thus our heart will burn and yearn. . .
Yet the dream will one day find another
Who will embrace that dream like a new found lover
And the dream will lovingly reciprocate
But sadly for us, it will be too late;
Yet to ease our minds, we will call it fate.
~Written Especially for my Daughter Crystal and all you other dreamers out there, by CordieB
