Looking in the Mirror

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

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Pandemic Faith, Hope and Love

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Yesterday, I was saddened that Jamal, and many other young men and woman who have lost their lives to senseless violence, did not witness a historical moment in history.  I was saddened they were not able to witness Americans thinking beyond racial barriers and casting their votes for positive change by electing Barack Obama. 

 

Yet, on another note I felt a sense of renewed hope and faith.  Not only did I feel it, I saw it.  I saw a sense of hope, faith and love that I had not seen in the eyes of my brothers and sisters, my children, my neighbors, my friends and co-workers, in a very long time.  From the wino on the corner, to the little old lady, to the beautiful young people, all of whom stood in lines in the rain, often for hours, I saw on their faces renewed hope, faith and love.     I saw renewed hope in the eyes of those whose eyes have mirrored hopelessness for a very long time.   I felt delighted that so many of us have been given a fresh dose of hope in a dismal time in America.

 

I am proud that America is finally moving beyond racial issues and striving to see people for who they are.  I am proud that Americans are finally realizing that we need change in the administration, change in policy, and change from our leadership.  We need positive change which incorporates, We, the People.  Not We, the Rich People; not We, the Black People; not We, the White People, not We the Straight People, but, We The People.  

 

I feel renewed hope that President elect Obama has the abilities to inspire Americans to stop thinking and feeling in the backward ways of divisiveness and hopelessness.   I can see that Obama truly believes in what he speaks and that his love for humanity will be so contagious, that we all will catch it.     

 

Just as hopelessness, hatred, and lacking faith is contagious; so is hopefulness, faith and love.   I am positive that Obama will be the anecdote to the disease of hopelessness and hatred that was spreading across America in epidemic proportions.   His spirit for humanity will sweep across racial lines, religious sects, city streets, country roads, and spread throughout the world.  The essence of embracing humanity and loving thy neighbor will become so infectious that it will spread in pandemic proportions!   

 

So even though Jamal and many others who have lost their lives to senseless violence are not around to share in the victory, I am delighted that there are so many others who are still here who will catch the love virus, spread it, and create a world where hatred may become eradicated and the communicable love virus spreads across America and beyond!        

Walking In Sunshine, Through the Rain

Into each life some rain must fall…

yet the sun’s out there throughout it all…

though shadowed by dismal clouds of rain,

the sun abides; it still remains.

So often in our minds, we can not feel

what we don’t see; though it is real…

So often we fail to recognize the fact

that through the storm, the sun remains in tact;

Her energy works with the storms of life,

to nurture our souls; withstand the strife…

to help us grow in God’s domain…

to make us strong, endure the pain.

Like when a newborn babe first breaks the womb;

Emerginging into light, quickly she blooms…

Into an independent being, from love begotten…

Thus, pain of passage is soon forgotten!

So when the rains falls heavily upon my face,

I embrace God’s nurturing, cleansing grace;

I see his love peaking through the clouds;

I feel her essense as rain enshrouds;

I embrace his power; when lightning strikes…

when thunder roars through darkened nights;

I hold my own, I understand…

It’s all part of an intricate, master plan-

I know the sun is still out there…

She’s got my back, she’s most aware! everywhere!

And when the morning comes to view…

She carresses my being; life’s anewed.

Like nature freshened by morning’s dew.

~Written especially for you!  By CordieB

The Spirit Named Desire


Embracing Life’s Allness, Courtesy of Cordie B.

Who is this Spirit named Desire

That heats our soul like burning fire?

Her sisters are Passion and Inspire!

I’m told her brother’s name is Hope;

And with these three we learn to cope

When we feel we’ve reached the end of our rope.

What is this Spirit- deep and purple, red

That quinches our thirst; our souls be fed

That in her vanquish; leaves us cold and dead

I’ve heard she’s simply a trick of the mind

That dulls reality; keeps us blind

of life’s true meaning for which we can not find

Without a Desire to learn the secrets of all life-kind

I am certain that Desire is real

I can’t see her; but I know I feel

Her presense in my every being

When I’m loving life and all its zeal

Once she almost vanished from my soul

I felt so empty; I felt so cold

I barely had the Desire to live

But she did not falter; in she would not give

And so Desire, she faught for me!

To grasp onto my reality and truely see

To Desire life enough to endure the pain

To Desire to love and inspire again

To Desire to help my fellow man

To Desire to hear the Robin sing

To Desire little things and the joy they bring . . .

To Desire to watch the children play

To Desire to see another day

To Desire to smell the lovely red rose

To Desire to play in the fallen snows

To Desire to feel the warmth of sun on my skin

To Desire to feel the breeze of gentle winds

To Desire to sing a beautiful melody

To Desire to write a poem or sometimes three

To Desire to watch the sun rise once more

From the sands of time on an open shore

To Desire to watch my lover sleep

To Desire to cry; To Desire to weep

To Desire to see the moon and stars

To Desire to one day see the the end of wars

To Desire to will myself to walk

To Desire to read; To Desire to talk

To Desire to cry; To Desire to moan

To Desire to sometimes want to be left alone

To Desire to shout; To Desire to sing

To Desire to embrace God’s love in everything

Oh yes! Sweet Desire, she faught for me!

Without Desire I would have ceased to be

As long as my true Desire is not for death

She will lend herself unto me in another breath

But one sweet day; I know not when or where

I will Desire to move from this life without a care

I will Desire to leave my body and move on free

To meet up with with kindred souls in eternity

I simply pray Desire will come along with me

~By CordieB

Written for The Angel, Enreal – She often inspires my words through her words. Thanks Angel Enreal!

 

 

 

 

Looking in the Mirror Reflected By Others

Everyone comes into our life to mirror back to us some part of ourselves we cannot or will not see. They show us the parts we need towork on or let go of. They reveal to us the things we do and the effects they have on ourselves and others. They say to us openly the things we say to ourselves silently. They reveal to us the fears, doubts, weaknesses and character flaws we know we have but refuse to address or acknowledge. We can usually see the faults of thers very clearly. We all have people in our lives who anger or annoy us, who rub us the wrong way. They may bring pain and disruption. They may reject us, abandon us and create some sort fo harm. Before we ge busy trying to fix the person or remedy the situation, we should ask ourselves, "Why is this person in my life?" "What am I doing to draw this person to myself?" "How do I need what they do, and how can I release this need?" When we we cleanse, heal, and bring ourselves into balance, everyone in our lives will do the same or disappear.

I Will Receive Everything I Ask For, But Only If I Really Want It.

Ann spent six and a half months living in a basement with rats and mice.  Every day she prayed for a safe place to sleep.  her prayers were finally answered.  A Friend offered her the living room sofa.  After two weeks of living out of shopping bags, she starte praying again.  "Please!  All I want is a rom with a bed."  Three months later her daily prayer was heard.  She founda six-by-nine-foot room with enough space for her body, a bed, and four milk carts to hold her clothes.  Why didn’t Ann ask for a three-bedroom house with a basement, backyard and garage?  Because like most of us, Ann’s tendency was to limit God.  For some reason we get stuck in our immediate need and we think God is stuck there too.  We believe that the one who created the earth, sun, stars, mountains, rivers, oceans and trees has nothing left to give.  How long will it take us to realize we have an unlimited account with the universal bank?  Our prayers make the withdrawals.  Our faith is the deposit.

From Acts of Faith, Iyanla Vanzant.