Looking in the Mirror

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

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Thankful Thursday

Five Things I am Thankful for Today!!!

1.  The Color Red

2.   Color Black

3.  The Color Blue

4.  The Color White

5.   The Color Green

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Take a break, sit back and enjoy this absolutely beautiful message . . .

You will really enjoy this.   Let’s be thankful that  God gave us the ability to see colors.

Turn up the sound and click on the picture above.

Thanks Gary Ringstaff for sharing this. It’s absolutely wonderful!!!!

So, what are you thankful for today!  I’d love to know.  Blessings to all, Cordieb.

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More on Colors. . .Just in Case You Didn’t Know. . .  🙂

Almost all visible colors can be obtained by the additive color mixing of three colors that are in widely spaced regions of the visible spectrum. If the three colors of light can be mixed to produce white, they are called primary colors and the standard additive primary colors are red, green and blue.

 

Two colors that produce white when added together are called complementary. The color complementary to a primary color is called a secondary color. The complementary or secondary colors for red, green and blue are cyan, magenta and yellow respectively. These three colors are often referred to as the subtractive primary colors. When the three are combined in subtractive color mixing, they produce black.

🙂 🙂 🙂

Peace, Light and Love. . . C.

From Lush to Love

This poem was written in response to Simply Snickers Prompt. This week’s words were look, line, and lush. This week, we celebrate the birthday of French Impressionist and Pointillist painter Camille Pissarro, who was born on July 10, 1830.  Thanks Linda for the inspiration on this one.   I was also inspired by a recent post written by Tobeme, End of the Rope.  Thanks, Tobeme!

Woman Hanging Laundry by Cammile Pissaro, 1887
Woman Hanging Laundry by Cammile Pissaro, 1887

 

From Lush to Love

In the very back of the garden, behind the evergreen bush

resides a homeless gent who years ago was labeled a lush

life had dealt him a bad hand; he’d reached the end of his rope

so he drowned his misery and pain and gave up all hope

and as life would have it, with a bottle of wine at his table

the poor gent became just what his peers had labeled

In the middle of the garden under the bright sunshine

stood a single mother hanging cloths on the line

She knew the pain of being judged and ostracized

Yet with the faith of her being, above all obstacles she’d rised

she found a loving connection with the man at her garden’s inn

so she made it a point that he’d have at least one friend

so each day after retrieving her cloths off the line

she’d invite him into her home for a hot meal and wine

he’d tell her the stories that lead to his fall from grace

to each sad story she’d give a positive spin in its place

she reminded him he had a beautiful soul and loving heart

as time moved on he embraced each day with a fresh new start

he developed a positive out look on life and love

Discovering his his true self, he became aligned thereof

and as life would have it, with a bottle of wine  at the table…

the peaceful gent became just what the kind mother had labeled

~CordieB.

Another Quote for the Day:  Don’t let ’em steal your joy ~Sinbad

Quote for the Day:  We are what we believe we are. ~CordieB.

Peace, Light and Love. . . .

 

Spiritual Riddle – It’s the little things…

speaking of joy by ~marielliott

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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Thought for The Day

Possibilities Are On the Horizon - CordieB

Possibilities Are On the Horizon - CordieB

There are vast possibilities on the horizon; It’s up to us to manifest those possibilities into realities!

Peace, Light and Love, CordieB.