The Seeds of Love

My friend, let us shelter here
Where it is quiet and dry
There is a storm approaching
And I fear a tumult and a tempest

But here in our shelter, let us not be distracted,
Instead may we dive into our tender hearts
And learn to love again in freedom and trust

We are like seeds, you and I,
And even if the storm destroys much of what we know
And we will be left in grief and despair
Still these seeds will inevitably grow again

Love, the love that is true, cannot die
It can only be occluded by shadows
And eventually those shadows
Will be exposed to the light.

– Image by 경복 김 from Pixabay

Stand in the Authority of Love

Even in these darkest times
When things seem useless
And the predatory beasts
Appear to hover around us
Feeding on fear and anxiety

Know this my dear and tender friend
Everything resolves into love eventually

When the mind tires of its incessant struggle
The heart awakens
When there seems as though no solution is coming
And we are adrift on the existential ocean

Know this dear heart
Everything resolves into love

There is only love, no matter what appearance fear may have
No matter how despicable and manipulative
How persuasive and confident it may look
Do not yield the deepest part of yourself to it
Save that tiniest little bit in your deepest being
And know it, and yourself, and existence,
As love

There is such power when the veil is torn off
And we stand, naked and free, innocent and wise
In the authority of love
Don’t desert the truth any longer
It is this that unites us in our collective body
Brave the storm and know the love that is your birthright
Once forgotten now remembered.

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Already Masked Up

How many masks will we wear
Before we realize
We were already wearing masks
Because shame is at the root
Of unconsciousness
And we live in a world
Where people hide their vulnerability
And hide their grief
Afraid of revealing themselves

This new mask syndrome is convenient
But, on the existential level,
Doomed to failure

We are born for contact, for connection
We are trained to watch each other’s every detail
We stare into the eyes and face of our mother
Reading with wonder every twitch, smile and frown
And now all we see are the eyes of strangers
Some hostile, some benevolent, many scared
Reaching out across space and time
Like stars blinking in a dark universe

We were already masked up
Hiding how we feel
This current masking brings us to our grief
The height of our apparent separation from each other
Secretly, on the shadow side,
I think many actually want to wear masks

We are at our grief point my friend
Breakdown or breakthrough, who knows which

I am sorry, please forgive me, I love you.

– Kaviji

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Speak Goodness Into the World

The tears of grief we cry
That come from the depth of us
Are themselves the source
Of the goodness we speak into the world

The spring water that is so fresh to taste
Comes from within the deepest earth

The deeper we are able to go into existence
The richer are the gifts we can offer
And when the world is hurting so much
And most cannot find that spring water

Maybe you and I can say
‘Here, come over here and drink a little
You must be weary on the road.’

All we can really offer is an open heart.

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WHY WE NEED TO GRIEVE

This poem is a call to grief
A call for us to throw off our defenses
To tear off the stony masks
That cover our pain
And to grieve innocently and fully
Wherever we are
Whatever our circumstances

We must grieve
To renew
It is part of the cycle of joy
Which is part of the essence of life
Grief is an acknowledgment
Of our humanity, our vulnerability
And our temporariness

Grief is the balm the ego needs
To soften its aggrandizement

And now we are here, at home,
Confused, angry, anxious, alone
Losing loved ones and strangers alike
We have always been losing loved ones and strangers alike
Death and suffering surround us

But now our fragility and our vulnerability
Are in true focus
The truth of our condition is here to be seen
And to be felt
We are fragile
And the web of life is fragile

We can’t pretend any longer
To pretend is to deny
And to deny
Is what causes us to bury our darkness
Deeper and deeper
Until it becomes a monster

My friend, don’t be afraid of grief
It is the doorway to beauty
And all that is real
Be afraid of falseness and denial
It will make you cold and brittle

We are in extraordinary times
When we are being reminded of the truth
That we cannot turn away from our humanity
Or carry on in our old ways
What an opportunity.

– Image by Richard Mcall from Pixabay

The Mind is The Problem, Not the Solution

The mind is capricious
It is complex and untrustworthy
The mind is a story teller
That feeds on old wounds
And a vivid imagination
It is the carrot dangler
And the harbinger of doom
When left to its own devices
It will rule you, fool you
And overrule you

We are enslaved to mind
As to a narcissist king
Pretending to be
An innocent servant

Without insight, depth and humility
Without reflection and a deeper wisdom
Without empathy, compassion and heart
We are destined to be at war for many a year
Mind and against mind
Self against self
People against people
When we are at war with ourselves
We have no chance of being at peace with others

So I have to declare my call
Make peace with yourself, my friend
Stop fighting with your mind
It doesn’t hold the solution
You must go deeper into the unknown
Like some mythological hero’s tale
You will have to venture into the dark
And conquer demons and dark shadows
There is no other way than within

Only by liberating yourself from mind’s tyranny
Will mind come back into service as exquisite technician

Without this deeper inquiry
Man is but a beast driven mad by his own pain
Unable to be present
He projects his pain outwards onto the world
Telling himself stories he then believes
Without really knowing the truth about anything

Our moment is here,
We live in extraordinary times
When the unravelling of falsehood is possible
But only when we develop our warrior nature.

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The Door of Opportunity is Open

There is a miracle in our midst
But, in our ignorance,
We turn away again and again
Choosing to indulge our imagination
Gambling on the ego
Who now drives the bus
So recklessly

We who turn away
From innocence and love
And invest ourselves in mind
And all its trickster ways
Its hustle and its narcissism
We have invested in a charlatan

And now, in these extraordinary times,
With so many people parting the veil,
A mass awakening covering the earth,
We get to see clearly
The emperor has no clothes
The ego alone cannot save us

The collective dream has run its course
The investment, gambled over centuries of self
Has left us spiritually bankrupt
Disconnected from our essential nature
Driven by demons of greed and power

Bu there is a miracle in our midst
Call it heart, soul, spirit, truth, or love
And the door of opportunity is open
The invitation has arrived on our doorstep

And thrown down the gauntlet to each of us
From this time on
What do we choose
What do we really value most
Do we surrender ourselves
To the tyranny of ego hive mind
And stay as we were

Or….
Do we rise into our magnificence
And, equally, fall into our hearts
Can we do that, return to innocence
Become the embodiment of love’s truth
We have the capacity
It’s there in our very DNA
It may require strength of character
And a great willingness to transform
But in my heart
I know
That is our way forward

The door is open
Can we walk through it.

Image by Jérémie Perron from Pixabay

Face the Storm Together

As another weary day
Of our new world
Draws to a close
A day of madness
Misinformation
Tragedy
And fear

It is important to remember
There has also been kindness
Courtesy, respect and humility
People have cared for each other
Listened to and loved each other
The human heart is still as strong
As it was the day before this global drama

It could be stronger by the time its over
We must not forget our goodness
Even in our insecurity and doubt
Even on this captainless ship
Sailing in the dark

We must keep on remembering
Our presence, our connectedness
And not let them dissolve under any weight

I wish you well, wherever you are
I wish you peace in your heart
I wish you wellbeing in your body
I wish you calmness in your mind
We are brothers and sisters
Caught in a storm we did not create
But we must not fight each other
Imagining the ship is sinking
We must hold each other close
And face the storm together.

Photo by Josep Castells on Unsplash

Let the World Flood In

I let the world in
Bit by bit
Until it flooded
My entire house
As I drowned
I merged with it
And discovered
The world and I were one

What I was actually letting in
Was myself

And I saw that
It is tenacious thought
That divides and separates
Thought, funded by belief,
Sees a world out there
And a me in here

But thought is not the truth of things

Go deep into yourself friend
Let yourself fall beyond thought’s knowledge
There are more mysteries
To our existence
Than we can ever imagine
We take so much for granted
That is not so
And if truth or the divine
Wisdom or real love calls you
You will also discover what I have

At first it will bring you to your knees
Your tears will merge with your laughter
And humble your righteous ego
Beyond recognition
It completely transform your life
Your relationships and your purpose

But first you must let in the flood.

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There is Goodness in This

There is goodness in this experience
If we can open to it and find it
There is a teaching, a blessing
Even in these anxious times

But we must dig deep
Down into the verticality
To the existential realm
Within ourselves

We must discover where our fear is
And what it is built on
Yes, we must find the foundations
Of our beliefs and our sense of self
And search in the mud
And in the darkness
And bring our honest inquiry
To what is true

To be trapped at home
Is imprisonment for some
And retreat for others
A suffocation for some
A reflection for others

I don’t know what the goodness is
We each have to find that for ourselves
Maybe it’s just the opportunity
To self reflect

I do know that the wise and the open
Will endeavor to find the blessing
In every experience
Even in the midst of hardship and fear.

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