Category: Nikon D3300

the face in the mirror

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn artist, Existentialism, Nikon D3300, poetry, Thunderbolt Press Copyright1 Comment

i have looked in the mirror
and seen many faces
i have seen fear and love
anguish and regret
joy and celebration
staring back from some unknown place

i have seen the flicker of time passing
in those eyes
stared wildly as creatures, gods,
archetypes, rise and fall
like wild snake waves writhing
in a petulant sea

i realized once
that you can never see yourself
as you are
that what we see, that vision we stare at
each morning and each evening
the one we glimpse
in shop windows as we pass
is not us
it is our ghost, our shadow
a reflection and a projection,
but not us

there is no point looking for your self
in the mirror
all you will see is
the time bound
and you are so much more than that….

to know your true face you must look beyond
what this world offers you
see through the veil
beyond the ephemeral
and find what is real.

life appears inside you

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Adobe Lightroom, Awakening, Divine, Existentialism, Nikon D3300, Non Duality, poetry, Spirituality, Thunderbolt Press Copyright2 Comments

you do not have a life

life is appearing inside you

this one radical shift

in perspective

when fully realized

will change everything

if you shift your gaze

from the localized eye

and zoom out

as if behind your head

and, through slightly blurred gaze,

take in the whole scene

as though it were appearing

inside you

you would begin to get

this whole paradox

of being in the world

and the world

being in you.

so what is real?

turned towards god

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Death, emptiness, Existentialism, Freedom, Nikon D3300, poetry, Spirituality, Thunderbolt Press CopyrightLeave a comment

the cat upstairs is nearing the end of his life
our neighbor asked me to feed him a few times
over the last couple of days

he is very fragile and totters around gently
eats a little and stumbles away

all he seems to want is love
so we just sit and i stroke him
silently

when animals draw near the end
they get very quiet
i saw this look some years ago
with my wife’s mother

it was as though she had turned her face
towards god
and was already leaving us
there was no fear and no regret

there is a certain point
when we remember the formless realm
and prefer it.

Embrace Sadness

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Dark night, emptiness, Existentialism, Love, Nikon D3300, poetry, San Francisco, Spirituality, Thunderbolt Press CopyrightLeave a comment

Don’t sit so far away

From the fire

Hidden in the shadows

Like a ghost

Come and take your place

Here, in the light

Warm your cold bones

And let the fire’s love

Turn your loneliness

To beauty

No-one here is different from you

Each carries their loneliness

In some special way

Embrace whatever ails you

And even though

Sadness hurts

Don’t move away from it

But let it be what it is

And in it’s own sweet time

It will move on.

When the Pursuit of Truth Burns Everything

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Divine, Existentialism, Freedom, Nikon D3300, poetry, Spirituality, Thunderbolt Press CopyrightLeave a comment

When one day you realize
That ninety-nine percent of human stuff
Is projection
And that it is a rare human being
Who sees through a clear lens

And you decide that
This is the one percent
You really want to be part of

So you pursue truth
Like a tiger stalks it’s prey

But truth burns your whole life up
And destroys every illusion
You held dear

Until you are marooned on a tiny raft
Adrift on a vast ocean
Of meaninglessness

And then the unthinkable happens…
The raft itself disappears
And for one moment
You are utterly alone
In a universe of nothing

And that is when you get it
And all notion of ninety-nine or one percent
All tigers and prey,
All seeking, all burning
All fires and all illusion
Vanishes

And you return to sweeping the floor
Or running the errands
Or doing the dishes
Or carrying the water.

when love meets itself

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when the silence in you
meets the silence in another
there is only peace
it appears there are two people relating
yet in truth
there is only one

when love meets itself
everything that is not love
collapses

but let us be clear
when i talk of love
i do not talk of the
grabbing, needy kind – no
i am talking of the
love that needs nothing
for it is complete unto itself
it is the ground of being
and the fragrance of the garden

your true nature is the silence behind everything
which is love
and when you surrender yourself completely
you may fall back
through eternity, beyond time and space,
and discover the most wondrous reverie

and if you are blessed to meet
another being
who has also fallen
into that divine reverie

then you will know peace
and you will have no need to relate
for there will be only one thing
and everything will be it.

all relationships are intimate

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Adobe Lightroom, Love, Nikon D3300, poetry, Spirituality, Thunderbolt Press Copyright1 Comment

it’s not just your lover
or that special one,
the one you trust and share your innermost with.

without even realizing it
you are being intimate with everyone

just below the surface of our perceived reality
we are sharing secrets and messages with each other
through gestures, words, expressions, body language and electric signals
we tell each other who we are and what we are about
we can’t help it, it’s our design
and everyone is doing it

we imagine all our relating happens on the surface
but oh! how innocent that thought is, and how wrong

the ocean doesn’t relate on the surface alone
imagine if the ocean were just the waves !
its impossible
you can’t imagine the wave without the ocean

and so it is, everything we do is intimate
all relationships are intimate
and its ok

the future is all about knowing this
because relationships are the key to evolution.

LOVE – everything else is a distraction

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Adobe Lightroom, Death, Freedom, Love, Nikon D3300, poetry, Spirituality, Thunderbolt Press Copyright1 Comment

when it comes
when your time comes
to leave this place
all you will remember is love

not how much love you got
or even the love of someone
but the love deep in your soul and your heart

you may remember
the times you turned away from love
or built a home in fear

and all this may happen
in one moment
as your life flashes
in front of you

it wont matter about your riches or your poverty
your success or failure
your fame or your anonymity
all of this will be rendered as dust

but love will endure because it is everything
which is why it is the hardest truth to fully live

LOVE – everything else is a distraction

experiences are like an insatiable addiction

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Existentialism, Nikon D3300, poetry, San Francisco, Spirituality, Thunderbolt Press CopyrightLeave a comment

sometimes i run through the streets of sausalito
and i see hundred of tourists
they seem to look everywhere
up down all around
and yet none of them are present
they have cameras
all of them
taking pictures of everything
especially themselves
and yet none of them are present

i would trade
all that wandering around
looking at things
for a sweet moment
of presence

all you have to do is stop still
and there it is
and yet this stopping still
is so hard
to the mind
that just wants experiences

experiences are like an insatiable addiction
and only when you stop can you see
how addicted you were.

don’t let your soul dry up

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Adobe Lightroom, Awakening, Divine, Freedom, Nikon D3300, poetry, Sky, Spirituality, Thunderbolt Press CopyrightLeave a comment

even though you may get old and tired
and your body wither and shrink
your joints may creak and groan
like a weary engine
yet still
don’t let your soul dry up

your spirit is eternally young
timeless and free
it is not bound by the same rules
as your body
and our error
is to think it is

so let the body do its thing
but don’t be fooled

it is not you, and it never was
you are forever free
and open
don’t dry up
stay free until
your last breath

you are much too wonderful
for that fate.