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We have Infinite Possibilities and Boundless Potential – A Spiritual Riddle


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

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Spiritual Riddle – This Nostalgic Lover Has Left Me Countless Times


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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) 

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Shameless Plug for My First Book – Bah Humbug!


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Hello Beautiful People,

I’m delighted to let everyone know that I’ve met my goal of publishing my first book before my birthday (December 25th)!  Thanks to all of you for the selfless encouragement you’ve given me throughout the last few years.  Today would not be possible without your continued enthusiam and support!  The book, Looking in The Mirror to Solve Life’s Riddles, can be purchased in either paperback or via download. And, to celebrate my love for all of you, please enter the coupon code HUMBUG to receive a 10% discount. You can check out  preview by clicking below.

Much Peace, Light and Love to all of you!

CordieB.

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Few have been able to resist me – once my flowery, opium-fragrant mist is inhaled;


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I was born long ago on a distant hillside by a beautiful shade tree

Or perhaps by a river under the sunset or on a sandy beach with a deep blue sea

I was created in bliss to demolish man’s selfish ways and give an alternate view of their false reality.

I was born in the eyes of a man and a woman; perchance Venus and Mars, or perhaps Adam and Eve.

Their first glances into each other’s translucent eyes released my spirit; set me free!

I gave them the spirit to bring forth life to new generations through each other;

I disguised the pain of intercourse into intense pleasure; oh! how they clung to each other!

I extended great cacoethes and courage like none they had ever known.

They actually wanted to help each other though all obstacles and life’s unknown!

I masked their selfishness so they would work together to overcome universal elements;

I was borne to enable them to combine there strengths; forget self-discriminates;

But I had been contained so long, that I lost control, as soon as their glances set me free.

I easily took over these poor humans’ hearts and minds and completely distorted their reality;

I wanted to test them and myself to see just how far I could take them; how strong I could be.

I found that I was limited by my father, time, and my mother, space, they soon tamed and admonished me!

Even today, my badness feels so good, it releases euphoric dopamine;

My power so intoxicating – I can be your worst enemy or your best friend;

My tales are so captivating, I can make a wrong man do right and a right woman do wrong.

So addictive is my essence, I can make one come home early or stay out all night long. (whew!)

Few have been able to resist me – once my flowery, opium-fragrant mist is inhaled;

I’m so irresistible – there are very few obstacles for which I can’t prevail;

I’ve provided inertia to win wars, climb mountains; cross many lands and seas;

I have the venomous poison of a serpent and the sweet sting of a thousand honeybees!

(oh my!)

I’m the secret to the fountain of youth; yet my fountain can be limited;

By the humdrum of ennui , my aforementioned parents and familiarity unlimited;

I build a tolerance of such – it takes more of me to keep my victims high;

Until I’m simply not enough to keep my subjects flying wildly into unlimited skies;

So they shed their wings and suddenly they fall from sister grace that kept them suspended;

In the clouds of unlimited possiblities. Sadly, their glorious illusionary trip has ended.

But if you’re smart or lucky, you’ll invite my oldest sister, love, into your heart;

She’s intelligent and compassionate, reality and illusion she easily distinguishes apart.

She embodies strength that’s enduring, though more supbtle than my dying passion;

She’s not a trend; she’s got class and opulence- her style is never out of fashion.

But if ever you need me to cultivate your desires, rejuvinate your passion, and negate your trust -

Close your eyes, take me in; devour me; but remember! in a few seasons I will turn into star dust;

Hopefully my loving and gracious sisters will save you from the emptiness I’ll leave upon your yearning bust;

I am the young, beautiful, and captivating, yet short lived sister of grace and love; I am (click below for answer)

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Thankful Thursday…I am the Sin of Grave Covetousness


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1.  Today I am thankful that my pain is subsiding.

2.  Today I am thankful that I have a good man who deals with my pain in a supporting, loving manner.

3.  Today I am thankful that my chidlren are doing well.

4.  Today I am thankful for the warmth of the summer.

5.  Today I am thankful that my fever is subsiding.

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Spiritual Riddle

I am the sin of grave covetousness

Bound to mine own self righteousness

Neglecting inner consciousness…

for all my mind craves to possess

I’m the root of imbalance in the land

As visioned pleasures I expand

Amid the poor and weakened man

To whom I dare not lend a hand…

Convincing self in false delight

that I deserve all in my plight…

What I consume is mine own right…

as daytime surely follows night…

The sad thing is I’m never filled,

as nothing ever quite fulfills

the hollow heart that slowly kills

my soul by short lived external thrills…

Hoarding  more than I  need

can’t quench the thirst of  internal needs

with a starving soul and a heart that bleeds…

and decayed root bearing no fruit nor seed…

because one foolishly concedes 

to me,  (Who Am I – Click Below for Riddle Answer)

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Another spiritual riddle – I hold the key to unshackle resentment


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I can clear one’s mind to move beyond

Perceived misdeeds occuring in time now gone

I can free the mind of duplicitous locks

Evading spirit with mental blocks

Blocks and Locks preventing joy and pleasure

From freely roaming at their leasure

I hold the key to unshackle resentment

That tricks one’s mind out of contentment

I can relieve the body, mind and spirit

Of  inequities which, in reality, presently, hold no merit

Weaved deception and rejection I shall unweave

Derived from Love; empathy I conceive

I can release one’s spirit of the heavy weight

That dims one’s soul; unravelled fate

I empower the anquished breath to exhale serenity

I inspire the soul to dance in bliss with eternity

A humble spirit; yet many find me hard to possess

With love, I discard all trespasses

Compassion brings forth my blessedness

I am…

click below for riddle  answer

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Spirtual Riddle – A Very Strong Force Am I


I am one of the strongest forces known to man.

I can cause you to wake up early every morning, although you have no place to go;

I can cause you to consistently be late for work, your dates, appointments, meetings and very important events;

I am so strong that going against my will may cause you to feel disconnected, aloof, and oftentimes confused and dazed.

I am so powerful that I often cause you to eat when you are not hungry and drink when you are not thirsty.

So powerful is my force, I am why you may call mom, dad, or your best friend each Sunday afternoon, faithfully.

If you want to use me for your good, try mastering me for 28 days.  I might prove to be just what you need, indeed.

 Who am I?

I am the Force of Habit.
By:  CordieB

Quote for the Day – In order to see a different results – one must practice different habits.  ~CordieB.

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Spiritual Riddle – It's the little things…


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speaking of joy by ~marielliott

I am the soft tickle of bubbles blown in the air
I am the wind gently billowing through each strand of your hair
I am the lucky discovery of a lone four-leaf clover
I am the ecstasy of the first kiss from a new-found lover
I am the the amazed eyes upon the first look…
Of newborn babe, straight from mommy’s nook

I am the amused, confused on a roller coaster ride
I am the quiet majestic of the ascending tide
I am sweet rain gently falling to the ground
I am the whispers of the leaves heard without  sound
I am that which comes so often; yet we don’t understand…
the blessed dawn, as sunlight blankets the land

I’m seen in the stars, shining ever so bright
I’m heard in the voices of lovers each night
I’m felt in the kiss of a rose on a nose…
and the sweet, sweet aroma of that fragrant rose

I am laughter on hindsight of not going berserk
I am a hug and fresh sheets after a long day’s work;
The sun peaking through the clouds after a pouring rain storm
The rainstorm after a drout of love transformed
I’m more valuable than all riches, and everything
I exist in the little things and what they bring

I am the sensation of a Popsicle on a hot summer’s day
I am the innocence of life and love in children’s play
I am an Angel, often found in the eyes of a girl or a boy
I am most mystical, not egotistical, yet so simplistical…
I am….. (click below for riddle answer) :)

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Pride and Joy


This is my submission to  g-man and his weekly fab  friday flash 55

Photo courtesy of  Pink Sherbet Photography, shared under Creative Commons

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. . . .

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I Can Spread Like Wild Fires… Another Spiritual Riddle ~Written By CordieB


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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…

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