Looking in the Mirror

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

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Mine Own Worst Enemy; Mine Own Best Friend

Repost for myself; as mine own worst enemy seems to be creeping in more often, here lately……  Do you battle with your own worst enemy too?  If so, remember your best friend is always there to comfort you.

Thought for The Day:  Have you hugged yourself, today? ~CordieB

This poem was inspired by a very, very good friend and confidant, who often shares with us her own worst enemy and her own best friend over at Just Paisley and Why Paisley .    Also, a fellow artist, TekkieBrek, planted the seed for this poem with his beautiful artwork, shown in reduced size below.

Always by Your Side by TekkieBrek

Always by Your Side by TekkieBrek

Mine own worst enemy and mine own best friend…
an infinate circle of sainthood and sin…
have always been with me; from beginning to end
through good times; through bad times; thick and thin
Both have tugged at my soul since God only knows when. . .

Mine  own worst enemy screams words of hurt and dispair…
then my best friend comes to my aide with comfort and care
she hugs me ever so gently; caresses my soul
whilst mine own worst enemy digs a dark hole
into the core of my  heart creating disbelief
in the beauty of life; thus making it hard to concieve…

a life worth living; a love worth giving…
then mine own best friend again comes along
she kisses my spirit; sings me a beautiful song
of love and joy; bright sunny skies
she reminds me of the falsness of the hurt, pain and lies…
that mine own worst enemy so often spews…
she opens the funny pages in the mist of bad news…

Yes, she awakens my spirit and rocks me to sleep
as I moan, as I tremble, as I lay, as I weep…
She caresses my head; massages my tired, aching feet
Sending mine own worst enemy into a silent retreat. . .
where mine own worst enemy gathers strength for another blow
launching me once more into a wreckless, dispairing low
Yet, I endure with patient vigilence for the love within
to give renewed strength, courage and wisdom to mine own best friend . . .

~Written by CordieB.

Reach Out, Cheer Up

This original blog entry was made on January 22, 2008.  It’s been now less than a year later and wow! – the person I was soliciting cheers for dreams are really coming true! I’m reposting this as a reminder of the wise saying. . . "This Too Shall Pass."    My friend, Sanity Found , was in the dump for weeks back in January 2008 – I had began to really worry about her.  I called upon your support to visit her blog and give her some cheer.  I remember that some of you did, Hayden , over there at the new "Through the Illusion" for one!  Ambe r, although she was not reading my blog at the time, kept a close eye on my young friend.   Folks!  our bubling burst of optimism, Sanity Found was really down for a few.  It was starting to scare me; and I really didn’t even know her – for real.    It’s been almost a year, and all of us have learned so much about life and many of us have become friends!  Many of you have seen the ups and downs I’ve been through and I’ve seen yours too!   So, people, here is living proof that just because life seems like it’s never fair today -never, ever give up.  Everything and all circumstances change.  And yes, This too Shall Pass !  Blessings to all.  All verbiage below are from the original posting.   God Bless. . .

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My friend SanityFound’s Rambling  has been in the dumps lately due to not being able to get a work visa for the UK.   Her sadness has gone on for quite a while.   Please drop her some encouragement or some good advice to get her jump started.   This is her picture for which she describes herself without words.   Such a young person should not let obstacles immobilize her.  But such is the mind oftentimes of the young and the not so young.  I’ve been there too.  In any event, give her a shout out! to help her regain her strength, courage, and wisdom.  Her blogg can be found at http://sanityfound.wordpress.com/

Sanity Found

Sanity Found’s list of Maybe’s are beautiful, mind provoking,  and inspiring.  Here’s a few to ponder. . .

Maybe. . we were supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.

Maybe . . . when the door of happiness closes, another opens; but, often times, we look so long at the closed door that we don’t even see the new one which has been opened for us.

Maybe . . . it is true that we don’t know what we have until we lose it, but it is also true that we don’t know what we have been missing until it arrives.

Maybe . . . the happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

Maybe . . . the brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; after all, you can’t go on successfully in life until you let go of your past mistakes, failures and heartaches.

To read the entire collection of these inspirational "maybes" by Sanity Found’s Rambling, visit http://sanityfound.wordpress.com/2008/01/08/maybe/

Peace, Light and Love to You and Yours,

CordieB.

Love that Sparks Creativity

My Cup Runneth Over ~CordieB

My Cup Runneth Over ~CordieB

I lost a lot but learnt a lesson
I lost so much; but gained a blessing
I never knew the meaning of
living life with unconditional love

until i lost all that I knew
my dignity; yeah, I lost that too
but it was worth the lost I know
for finally, my soul did grow

I thought I was the shit for sure
My love was big; my heart was pure
but my judgments of my fellow man
left much for me to understand

Until I was put in their shoes
I went through life with undue dues
but in the time I spent so broken
I gave, I took; no voice unspoken

I turned the rock; I saw the worms
I sung, I laughed; I moaned, I squirmed
but God so bluntly let me know
I was far from ripe, I still needed to grow

I remembered lessons long forgotten
My soul matured and almost rottened
my spirit weary; close to hell
I sprint, I ran, I tumbled; fell

I looked contentment in her eyes
but spit at her in my demise
I walked away in search for more
A walk that left me kneeling on the floor

My mother told me oh so stern
that tables have a way to turn
she said, what goes up must come down
I laughed, I cried; I smiled; I frowned;

I gave so much I thought that I
could buy all blessings from the sky
but in my gifts there was arrogance
that left my soul without a dance

it wasn’t pure; it wasn’t real
How could God know; how could God Feel
Selfish ignorance, hidden in my demeanor
all that I gave was really for Cordie’s reason

But God so loved me even though
I guess, he was determined my soul would grow
She took me back to whence I came
He made me strong; he made me lame

He made me find what was within
inherently me from the beginning
I found real love deep in my heart
and with that grace; I made a start

I learned a few lessons I’d like to share
because I love; because I care
but first I’d like to make it clear
for your every smile; there is another’s tear

I wish I could let all men know
that problems come; and problems go
that much of what we cry at night
are what we conjure in the light

but sometimes it is just something
a happenstance; shit does happen
yet if we love life with out demands
we miraculously seem to understand . . .

we can better walk though the fire
We can sustain; not become so tired
we will look in our eyes and realize . . .
for our every want; there’s another’s desire

we will understand life for what it is
a constant balance of strong and passive
learn to live and let live
love just to love; give just to give

I’ve learned a lot; but still I yearn
there is so much I’ve yet to learn
I stand, I fall; I loose my mind . . .
I loose my sight; but I’m not totally blind

Nurture that love to continue life . . .
regardless if it’s peaceful or in strife
if we get it wrong; we’ must start again . . .
and begin the cycle like in the begining. . . again . . .

ashes to ashes; dust to dust . . .
in between there’s agony; joy; envy; lust;
happiness; sadness; madness; so many emotions. . yet we must . .
strive to seek pure love that lies so deep within
that sparked creation of all life in the beginning . .

~Written by CordieB.

The Boy and the Dragon ~CordieB.

So full of mannishness, quite an impressive brave boy! 

He worshiped mom and dad; second only to his toys… 

that sparked imagination; making him noble like his dad.

His sword he proudly made himself; his armor, titan clad.

He knew he had a job to do; he had to do this on his own; 

for mom and dad were fast asleep; into the woods, he’d crept alone… 

to stop a fire breathing dragon from evading his family’s peaceful home. 

He practiced sorcery faithfully for weeks before this fateful eve! 

Although he feared the dragon’s fire; he knew he could not leave. 

He had to ensure this beast would not blow the house with fire… 

And so with magic titan sword in hand, he tipped into the mire. 

Although his skills were excellent on his Xbox 360, 

He knew an actual defeat might prove a bit more tricky!

As he moved deeper into the woods, near the beaver dam, 

he saw the dragon lying down, but upon closer exam . . . 

he realized the dragon was almost fast asleep… 

Suddenly the dragon opened one eye and surprisingly began to weep! 

"Oh boy, why must you slay me?  I mean no harm to you!" 

"I have no friends in this world, and wandered here to you." 

The boy swiftly stopped the sword in mid air, it would have pierced dragon’s lung!

Boy and Dragon began talking and playing; having lots of fun!

And that’s how a lifetime friendship of boy and dragon first begun.

~A CordieB Fable.

~Written for Rick Mob’s image promt for stories or poems sparked by the wonderful art above and for the artist’ brave son, Brodus .

The morals of this story: 

1.  Bullys are usually just reaching out for friendship! 

2.  Dragons and Boys can be friends too!  They just need to communicate!

3.  Fear can oftentimes cause our imagination to get the best of us.

This Spirit Resides in God’s Grace and Self! Another Spiritual Riddle –


Photo courtesty of G. and CordieB; "I Dare You to Let Go" -Under a Creative Commons License.

On the playground you would dare me to fall back into your arms;

But always you caught me in the nick of time from all harms;

I thought we’d be friends forever; I felt so safe and secure

But then one somber day, I wasn’t quite as confident and sure.

 

I looked around and it seemed you had passed me on by

I asked myself many times what did I do; was it I?

Seemed you’d snatched that security blanket away from my midst;

But I knew not why I had been so eagerly dismissed.

 

I did not realize that you were really still there. . .

But in a different aspect, for which I was not yet aware.

I grew into puberty still needing you; I craved for your being;

I became angry, sad, confused; emotionally fleeting and bleeding.

 

Indeed, there were instances where you might come back to me once more

But, I could not allow your presence to once again steal my joy;

I ran away each time I felt you were close on my heals. . .

I turned cold and hid my feelings with false smiles and ideals.

 

Then one day in June on a warm beautiful spring day,

You looked into my eyes and melted the icy fears away;

I thought you were all I needed and I gave into you once more . . .

We were one and mighty; to the top of the heaven’s we’d soar!

 

Then one amber evening as we were flying I smiled and looked around

And to my astonishment and dismay, you were not to be found!

Low and behold I quickly fell hard, straight back to the ground

In my fear to loose gravity – I became imperiously bound . . .

 

To certainties; no more would I venture my heart and soul

I thought I knew the meaning of life; I held tight all control!

I didn’t realize that you had never really left me completely;

But only changed forms; although disguised ever so discreetly.

 

I didn’t know that you changed forms to teach me the lessons. . .

In life that I needed to receive all the blessings. . .

that I would partake and share in the bounties and adversities

Of living, loving and giving of myself through all actualities.

 

But one sweet December, during a cold winter’s snow

I looked out the window and what would you know?

I saw in the glistening of the snow drifts so wondrously clear,

The tracks of your being, forever so near!

 

I looked at the tracks of my life in that opulent snow,

and for the first time in my life, I learned to let go!

I realized that through all challenges, I always survived!

You had always been there in one form or another as I thrived!

 

Who is this Spirit that changes with time?

Disguised in familiarity and strangers; bad and good times . . .

I realized that no matter what happens, I will go on

Although family, friends, or circumstances decide to move on . . .

 

I knew that this Spirit resided in God’s Grace and Love for Self

With strength and endurance, in spite of all else . . . .

I knew that no matter, I could always revamp–readjust

I’d finally embraced you wholly, you are . . . .  (Click below for Answer!)

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Get it Together

This one’s dedicated to my regular blog friends.  You know who you are.  For the past few weeks, I think we all have been somewhat “going through something.”  I feel compelled to share this special song with you.  So, let our hearts and minds continue to heal.  Peace, Light and Love, Cordieb. 

One shot to your heart without breaking your skin
No one has the power to hurt you like your kin
Kept it inside, didn’t tell no one else
Didn’t even wanna admit it to yourself
And now your chest burns and your back aches
From 15 years of holding the pain
And now you only have yourself to blame
If you continue to live this way

[Chorus:]
Get it together
You wanna heal your body?
Get it together
You have to heal your heart
Whatsoever you sow you will reap
Get it together

You can fly fly

Dark future ahead of me
That’s what they said
I’d be starving if I ate all the lies they fed
Cause I’ve been redeemed from your anguish and pain
A miracle child I’m floating on a cloud
Cause the words that come from your mouth
You’re the first to hear
Speak words of beauty and you will be there
No matter what anybody says
What matters most is what you think of yourself

[Chorus]

The choice is yours
No matter what it is
To choose life is to choose to forgive
You don’t have to try
or hurt him and break his pride
Just shake that weight off
And you’ll be ready to fly

One shot to your heart without breaking your skin
No one has the power to hurt you like your friends
Thought it would never change but as time moved on
That ugly duckling grew up to be a swan
And now your chest burns and your back aches
Because now the years are showing up on your face
But you’ll never be happy
And you’ll never be whole
Until you see the beauty in growing old
[Chorus]
[chorus]
you can fly fly fly fly…
you can live or you can die
you know that life is a choice you make
you can give or you can take

you can fly fly fly fly
you can fly fly fly fly…