Archive for harmony
I am kind and patient; not boastful or proud…
I am all knowing, yet humble; not boisterous or loud
I am secure in my stead; not untrusting or jealous
I keep no scores of bad deeds; I’m forgiving….unrebellious
I am thankful for mine; of your’s I’m not envious
I don’t hold resentment to ferment my soul…
In-line with my spirit, it is compassion I hold!
I’m not judgmental; I allow others to be…
That which they are; so their souls might be free
Knowing we all are created from the same mighty force
Good, bad or indifferent; of the same Holy source!
I rejoice in the truth; refrain from deception…
Persevere with great hope, amid pain or rejection.
Not easily angered, remaining kind and protective…
Willing to look closely at life from another’s perspective.
I am the foundation of all Creation thereof…
I’m the most powerful, unfailing, Spirit of all
…I Am the Spirit of Love…
~Written by CordieB, Inspired by 1st Corinthian’s 13 and of course….. Love.
Quote for the Day: When I was a child, I talked like a child; I thought like a child; I reasoned like a child. As I grew, I put childish ways behind me. Then I saw but a poor reflection, as in a mirror. Now I see face to face. Then, I knew only in part. Now I know fully and I am fully known.
And now these three remain…
But the greatest of these is…
~1 Corinthians 13, The Bible
Another Quote: Knowing is realizing we don’t know it all ~CordieB.
Peace, Light and Love….
This poem was prompted by Simply Snickers. The words for this week were: damp, decide, and droll.
Indecisiveness takes its toll
On the drollness and lightness of our soul
Made up minds lift the dread filled weight
lingering heavily on our fate
Indecision stunts our growth
though deciding we may loath
one must move through inconclusive’s brace
holding mind, body and spirit stuck in place…
till decisions can be made
life continues, low-keyed; afraid
knowing in the back of mind
choices must be made in time
Preventing souls from moving free
intensifying fears of what may or may not be
lest we move from fear to flight
we may never see the light
Though decisions may be wrong
lack of choice only prolongs
mending of spirit and self torn apart
when in dire doubt, follow your heart
Written by CordieB.
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.
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…
I am what’s felt when we see a field of wild flowers on a crisp spring day;
I am how we feel when the doctor says everything will be ok;
I am the thought that is often felt when we wake up to a brand new day;
I am what is felt when we see "10 fingers and 10 toes"
I am that feeling of awe that comes from the beauty of spring’s first rose;
I am what is felt when we see the beauty of winter’s first snow;
I am what we feel when our child finally walks in after being out all night;
I am the emotion that one feels when the dark days have finally gave way to light;
I am what we feel when the Christmas hectic is finally over;
I’m that feeling of wonderment in finding a four leaf clover.
You may feel me when you look at the bright blue skies;
You may even feel me when you smell the aroma of grandma’s homemade apple pies;
I can be felt when the lights come on, and everyone in the room shouts "SURPRISE"
I’m that feeling of gratitude when the youngest child graduates from school;
I’m that sentiment some have when the kids know that drugs are really uncool;
You’ll probably feel me when the baby takes his first step;
And you certainly will feel me, if you still have good health and pep;
I am what’s felt when we sat down to the table to eat;
I am how we feel when our significant other rubs our aching feet;
I am the thought that is felt when we appreciate all the Joy in Living;
Who am I,
I am simply, Thanksgiving.
Written by: CordieB especially for You.
©2007-2008 *BaGgY666 on Deviant Art
Although one often starts arguments, whilst another maturingly puts them out.
And the lightest sometimes blows her temper, but quickly quiets down
When mother speaks her peace; gathering everyone around…
We can quinch your thirst completely; then take your breath away!
Stability we promise; whilst burning energies counterplay;
We usually work together–an intricate balanced act….
Though at times our ego over feeds us; causing us not to interact;
Although you may often prefer one or two of us to another
If one were not created; the world you know would be a blunder
We yin and yang superbly; a beautiful well balanced family…
Our harmony is so transparent that you may fail to see . . .
Our fluid inner beauty; our solid grounded love…
Sometimes, flighty dispostion – bringing heat to all thereof
You exhale one of us each second; into you she gently flows…
One’s 65 percent your makeup; although you may not know. . .
One brings purity to impurities with the warmth of her touch;
Another provides homage to most of what you see; and everything you touch!
Dare not to underestimate us; we’re most powerful and vain!
If we suspect you’re disrespecting us; we’ll cause you plenty pain!
If you look into our eyes, we’ll most surely hypnotize–
Most find us quite alluring; many are simply mesmerized!
We are needed for survival; without us, perhaps there would be no birth
We are the four Essential Elements: Water, Fire, Air and Earth
Warning! I’m a little off balanced today. But don’t worry, that might just be a good thing! I used to think that being well balanced was a good thing until watching the Today Show this morning. Now, I realize that even if I am out of balance, it really isn’t that awful-because balance is not good, AT ALL. According to James Arthur Ray, “balance is bogus. . . .True happiness: it’s not about balance; it’s about harmony.”
Well thanks a lot Mr. Ray for tipping my scales this morning and throwing me WAY off balance. Just when I thought I was doing great–I was feeling well balanced, I was feeling quite happy about most of my life; along comes this expert telling me that “balance is bogus.” In fact, Ray authoritively tells us, “where there is balance , there is no energy ; nothing is happening .”
According to Ray, “In contrast, when all pieces move together in complete harmony, like the instruments in an orchestra, levels of happiness, wealth, and success soar.”
I was simply devastated! I had a hard enough time trying to get somewhat balanced; now I’ve got to strive to have everything working together like instuments in an orchestra! And guess what, Mr. Ray can show me how to obtain this harmony for only $16.47 – Imagine that! Sixteen forty seven will not even throw my checkbook out of balance! I’m only sixteen dollars and forty seven cents away from harmony, and thus ultimate happiness! I can’t wait to purchase this book. I wonder if I will be coached to sing a song in the shower and hum a melody while cooking dinner for my family. I’ll be whistling to work and keeping a harmonic rythym on my keyboard while I’m balancing harmonizing the corporate budget. Ooops, did I use the word balance again; THAT’S NOT GOOD.
When I was a girl, my parents thought it was a virtue to simply be well rounded . Now that I’m older, roundness doesn’t seem to attract anything– especially happiness from outside sources. As time went on, being grounded became the key to happiness. . . . imagine that? Going from roundedness to well grounded. Every time I tried to stay stuck to the ground, something or someone would simply push me and make me roll, because I had spent so much time practicing on being well rounded, I could easily have been mistaken for a ball.
Soon, I realized the key was not in what I did, but in what I thought. If I thought happy thoughts all the time, one could roll over me with a freight truck, and I’d still be laughing. It never happened, so I can’t really prove that theory.
After thinking all positives . . . I moved on to dressing the part. We are what we wear was the evolutionary discovery. So, I’d break my budget ensuring that I had the latest and greatest business suites to match the role of my ultimate goddest. Mind you, I was only making minimum wage. But hey, I was aiming to be the executive, so I dressed like she did! I ended up with with FAR too many credit card bills and not enough money – but I dressed fabulously! No one told me that I needed a good credit score to get into management. Silly me!
I was feeling really down and out about this, then I was monumentally informed that happiness has absolutely nothing to do with money or having a good credit score. It’s all about love and nothing else matters. I could live in a homeless shelter due to lack of money and still be really happy. This theory did help me raise my credit debt ratio though. I didn’t buy anything extravagant, because I didn’t have the credit or that kind of cash. I loved everything , even hard times. But the dissolution came when I realized that my kids were being teased in school for wearing bee bops (dollar store brand) when everyone else were wearing Nike or Reebocs. Oh my . . . I thought, If I don’t care about making a materialistic life for myself, I must at least attempt to make a balanced life for them. Bing! I had another monumental revolution! Even though money (alone) didn’t buy happiness, a little of it certainly helped. Besides, I could not bear to see those kids cry another day. It gave me headaches. Who can be happy with a headache. And plus, I kind of missed buying a nice new black pump, every so often, anyway.
After further reflection–especially since my balance method is now passé, I’m now wishing I would have stuck with the most evolutionary discovery ever to hit the Earth. It is truly the key to HARMONY, thus HAPPINESS. If I had stuck with the concept I’m about to enlighten you about, I would not be in the disharmonized (is that a real word? It is now.) mood I’m now in. But I thought I’d come a long way, baby . . .so I gave up on this momentous, sweeping discovery. However, It is not hard to do. In fact it’s really quite easy! You don’t have to purchase a book, you don’t even have to change your thought patterns. I’m going to let you on to this long forgotten SECRET today – right here on this posting! FREE OF CHARGE!!!
Perhaps some of you can remember it . . .
I’m going back to being practicing ENGOLI ! I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan, and never let him forget he’s a man. . . Cause I’m a woman! Enjoli!
Talk about HARMONY! And to think it comes in a bottle and smells joyously too! Just spray your way to happiness! Now, that’s bliss, paradise, nervana, untimate consciousness . . . oh my what’s the correct term for heaven now. I think I may be confused. Anywho . . .
Perhaps I’ll go home, have a nice meal with my family, chill with them for a bit, then get me a glass of wine and blog for a while-that’s my method for happiness and bliss, at least for today.
Peace, Light Love,
I read the following poem on Sue Ann Edward’s, Always Embraces Always blog a few days ago, and I feel compelled to share it as well. I hope it enlightens you as it has me.
by Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But can make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by the waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk to wise:
If you can dream – and not make the dream your master
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build’em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can walk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch
If neither foes nor friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!