Spiritual Revelations for Humans Seeking Humanity in Humans ~CordieB.
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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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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.
February 15, 2010 at 6:32 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: cordieb, Love, men, mindful, mindfullness, mirror, Observations, observer, Reflections, relationships, self, Spirituality, women
I read this at Sisters Leading Sisters this morning and simply had to pass it on! I encourage all woman to join this group. I find it to be exceptionally inspirational and filled with resources to help us lead and be lead to be the woman we truly are! The message, however, is for both men and women, universally!
“Remove those ‘I want you to like me’ stickers from your forehead and, instead, place them where they truly will do the most good — on your mirror!” ~ Susan Jeffers
Art ~Walk from Smoke to Darkness ~CordieB.
With that I felt impelled to repost my theme poem, Mirror of My Soul! So, take that sticker off your forehead today!
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Mirror of My Soul ~CordieB
Looking through the mirror into the window of my soul
I see a floating being, with stories yet untold
I see a bouncing baby and a woman turning old
I see a heart so full of warmth, yet at times so bitter cold
Looking through the mirror into the window of my being
I see a woman whose lived her life as though she were sightseeing
Who never truly embraced the world with zest of fearless flight
Who carefully lived each day in surety she’d sleep through another night
And awaken to the dawn; weary eyes appearing bright
Reaching into the mirror to grasp a clear vision of myself
I grasped a fleeting spirit, that nearly took my breath
She hauntingly laughed at me; wicked laughter laced with fear
She cursed me as a liar, all was not as it appeared
She said I was like an empty house; no personality of its own
My inhabitants, friends and lovers, often made this house their home
I changed my personality to fit the status quo
My decor changed with each owner, and disappeared once they would go
I could not grasp this entity, although she was so close and clear
Each time I thought I had her, she’d up and disappear
And then someone would magically arrive with the gift of identity
So for a time I’d harbor such, and thus it would be me
The mirrored being took a seat; looked me straight into my eyes
She watched me closely in her stare, and straightened her demise
She said, for once be true to self and you will have a clue
Of the beauty of the spirit and what is uniquely you
Do not be afraid to be what you know is deep within your soul
Release the fears of rejection, release the need to gain control
Dance with fairies in the night, sing lullabys with the moon
Walk in the rain in mornings, sleep till the afternoon
Speak your truths with love and passion;
Don’t do it just because you’ve heard its right…
And you will find the answers to the questions that haunt you in the night
But most of all my kindred one; you will find the light!
~By Cordieb. ~~~~~
January 5, 2010 at 10:24 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: answers, cordieb, creator, higher being, looking, Love, questions, Reflections, searching, Simply Snickers, spirit
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Going Through the Library by TekkieBrek - (A gift from a stranger, yet a friend, of a drawing of me)
“The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who cannot read them.”
- Mark Twain
Lingering lovingly into space
Searching for her saving grace
Looking up to bright blue skies
for the answers to the why’s
Lingering lovingly into spaces
Searching past familiar faces
Staring distantly through the eyes
For the truths amid the lies
Lingering lovingly into spaces
of the self for bits and traces
of self truths that tell no lies
to answers laying in disguise…
~CordieB
Where do you look for answers to your most intimate questions? Do you look to a higher being, to other people,to books and media, to nature, to self… are the answers found in one and in all of these sources???
Quote for the Day – The hardest part of finding the correct answer is finding the correct source. (Another question in and of itself 
) ~CordieB.
Do the answers change not only with the source, but with timing….with space…..where and when….what do you think? Are the answers dynamic, fluid, evolving as we evolve! I’d love to know your views…
Submitted for Simply Snickers Poetry Prompt. This week’s prompt words are, Linger, Look and Love.
Peace, Light and Love, CordieB.
December 4, 2008 at 1:36 pm · Filed under Christianity, Humanity, Love, Mental Stress, Poetry, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality and tagged: African American, Art, cordieb, Depression, discovery, emotions, independence, light, Love, peace, people, reclaiming, Reflections, self, spirit, Spirituality, therapy, value, Wisdom
Print, Entitled "Peace, Love and Soul" Courtesy of CordieB.
If you can’t seem to get it together, it may be that you have given too much of yourself away. It may be that you have compromised, over-compensated, given in and given over so much of yourself that you no longer know where all of the pieces have been scattered. Perhaps the things you thought you needed to do to get love, to experience yourself as loveable, to be acknowledged, left you splintered, shattered and broken into so many pieces you feel like you will never be able to pull yourself together. Don’t worry! You have simply experienced an invasion of the body snatchers!
A body-snatchers invasion will distort the truth about you. It will make you forget your true identity. it will make you feel guilty about your desire to take care of yourself and honor yourself. It will point out the wrongness of your choices, the dangers of your decisions, the impossibility of your visions and the fallacy of your beliefs. A little nip here. A little peck here…
There is a way to pull yourself back together when you have been accosted by body snatchers. You must examine all the times you gave others the right to make your decisons, when you expected others to do for you what only you had the power to do, when you gave others the right to decide your destiny and when you dishonored yourself in order to pelase others. When you remember what you have done, forgive yourself! Most important, you must say, "Never again."
Until today, you may not have realized that you had been invaded by body snatchers who have dismembered pieces and parts of your identity. Just for today, protect yourself! Be aware of the things you do that deminish and distort the sense of wholeness, worthiness, and your ability to make your own choices and decisions.
~Iyanla Vanzant
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. 
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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 11, 2008 at 7:05 pm · Filed under Christianity, Humanity, Love, Observations, Poetry, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality and tagged: children, death, destiny, face, hate, heaven, hell, innocence, Love, mirrors, Reflections, Spirituality
I read this riddle today written by Oscar Basurto Carbonell, who is the author of innumerable writings related to Self Knowledge, Healing, Art for Good Health, Meditation and Spiritual Science. Oscar is also an accomplished artist, who has been painting since his early years. He has a great knowledge of the ancient science of techniques and designs of the Sacred Geometry, of the Ancient Symbols and of Healing Energy.
What a beautiful adorned bride! Nobody has ever been able to run away from your charm. The door of heaven and hell is open with your kiss. You always bring assistance or weeping. You are the river that leads to the sea of eternity. And also the moon ray that is diluted in the darkness. You are always passionate and faithful. Required by some and despised by others.Nevertheless, you always impose your presence. Your absence has never occurred in life. And from the old ones to the children, everyone answers your call. What is the reason to love you? What is the reason to hate you? You are in an inevitable way, the most real destiny and the deepest embrace. The weeping of death and the joy of eternal rebirth are in your voice. And you are who reveal the mystery. You are who conquer fear. To read the rest of this post, please visit http://healingquotes.wordpress.com/2008/03/08/the-lady-with-no-face-for-reflection/
January 30, 2008 at 4:26 pm · Filed under Humanity, Love, Observations, Poetry, Riddles, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality and tagged: brotherhood, goals, harmony, Love, people, Reflections, Riddles, spiritual, spiritual riddle, working, world
By Healing Quotes.
I was born in a small world but my work is big. You may not be able to see or don’t want to see it. You think that you are big, strong and powerful. But you don’t raise not even a sheet of paper, compared to me.
Perhaps, you don’t appreciate me but I can teach you about having goals and working as a team. You may think that I am nothing at all, but my small feet have walked more than yours. I have climbed more mountains and what is most important: I have discovered a treasure; which is that if I join my brother, if we all consider ourselves as being the same, we can make a better world. You can truly learn from me.
>Who am I ?
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January 10, 2008 at 3:15 pm · Filed under Christianity, Humanity, Love, Observations, Spirituality and tagged: god, life, Love, peace, Reflections, relationships
Love – the illusive and elusive that apparently dangles in front of us, reachable at times yet mostly just out of reach. For it is when we first utter the word “I love you” be it verbally to another, or internally to ourselves that we called upon to ourselves suffering. Why? The moment “I love you” is uttered, we worry if we’ll hear it returned. If it is returned, we worry if we can keep it. If it is kept, we keep worrying if it will be lost or sizzle down one day.
Written by an explorer of life. To read the the rest, please visit her page at http://experiencingmyself.blogspot.com/2007/11/relationships-and-love.html
