Looking in the Mirror

Spiritual Revelations for those seeking Humanity in Humans ~~CordieB.

Archive for December 4, 2008

Drama Ramma Negamma!

Ever meet drama ramma negamamma?

If so, you’d best to keep your distance from her

That one who complains about each and everything

It is negative songs she loves to sing . . . .

The sun is never shining bright

It’s never dark enough at night

Every little nuance that occurs to be

Is blown beyond eternity

The pessimist who can’t be blessed

Who never ever gets near enough rest…

due to the stars shining in the window

Child close your curtain! you should know!

the negathoughts that cloud her brain

And drives the optimist insane!

Now I can deal with the drama negamama

for a short time; since I have know her

all my life . . . she’ll never change . . .

I can ignore her to keep me un-deranged

but put into the simple equasion

her perpetual mate; the drama man

at first they seem quite comical

soon turning to pathetical

and everything one does or says

there is complaint from night to day

to each other they bicker day and night

and either of them are wrong or right

witnessing the constant nagging and  put downs

makes me want to simply split this town!

they’ll make you want to hang yourself

or bang your head upon a shelf

if you’re having a half-way decent day

best come home late to keep it that way

there’s always bad news on the table

and everyone’s given a nasty label

exaggeration is their gift for sure

Be careful, they’ll pull you in their lure

and gossip is their middle name

kid stomped his toe; they swear he’s lame

if it were not for music and laptop

i’d be insane; there is no doubt!

you know there’s complaint about that too

To them I’m antisocial; psyc visit overdue!

I’m only venting; Yes. it’s really me. . .

Plus, I can’t choose my family!

~CordieB.
P.S. You know I’ll probally retire this post . . . but I had to vent; I was about to bang my head on the god d…    shelf!    Reminds me of how the people must have felt in the movie Airplane who started hanging themselves … you had to have seen it to understand. . . . Anywho . . . Ya gotta love em anyway!

I will know peace. . . when I reclaim all the pieces of my self ~Iyanla Vanzant


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