Category: poetry

The Indescribable

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Divine, emptiness, Existentialism, Freedom, Non Duality, Nonduality, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

You are not a thing that can be found
You are an energy that has no edge
But dissolves into eternity

There is no definition of yourself
That can adequately describe
Your true nature

Words fall upon the fertile ground of the imagination
But nothing reaches all the way
To the indescribable

Only our ability to embrace the unknown
Knowing that life is far more mysterious
Than our capacity to understand it
Brings any real freedom

Befriend the world beyond the world
And let go of the need to know everything.

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Becoming Whole

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Dark night, Evolution, Freedom, Love, Nonduality, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

For if we cannot bear our own brokenness
And the brokenness of the world
We are doomed to deny it
And from our denial we will create a monster
Born of the shadows, of shame and rage,
Projected outwards in its desperation to be seen

And a world will be created in our image
But it will be a false world built on lies and fear
Its structures made of the sand of ignorance
Everything will be dominated by division
And we will forget who we are

Without bearing our brokenness
We are ghosts that haunt the earth
Trying to get home

So we must turn towards our wounds
Bear our grief and our shame
Embrace our mortality and our shadows
And begin the process
Of becoming whole

This is the only way home
There are no shortcuts.

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Cry the World

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Dark night, Divine, emptiness, Freedom, Love, Nonduality, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

Today there is a need for tenderness
A soft warm loving kindness
That heals all sorrow and division
I am tired of the world
And its relentless argument
Weary of those who seek power for its own sake

I am drawn back to childhood memories
Of England’s green pastures of the sixties
My life lived in wonderment and innocence
And then wrenched from that innocence
By those I thought infallible and god-like

Everything seems so far away now
As I sit here in the enchanted land

So many have I known
All disappeared into the beyond
Young and old alike
Some lived a short and troubled life
Others aged well like a mature wine
All now wrapped up in this tender heart

And here we are in these days
When meeting each other openly
In freedom, face to face,
Reading the subtle movement of lips
Seems already a distant memory

My friend, my beautiful friend
I wish we could sit together
Just sit together in the silence that heals
Just sit and cry the world
Back to its natural intelligence
And let this heavy heart surrender its weight
Into the openness that can hold everything.

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The Existential Abyss of Freedom

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Dark night, Death, Divine, Existentialism, Freedom, Nonduality, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

Yes, you must recognize your aloneness
And fall into the existential void
Yes, it may be terrifying
And bring you face to face with all that has been avoided
Yes, you will meet meaninglessness
And be forced to become intimate with death
But this is not the end of you
Only the end of the dream of you
There is a big difference
This dream we imagine to be so real
Must be seen all the way
Not sort of, some of the way,
But all the way
And only then will it be fully released
And therein lies the peace and equanimity
It is powerful, it takes willingness and great courage
But I have not met one person
Who does not have the capacity to do it.

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The Freedom You Seek

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Freedom, metaphor, Nonduality, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

The freedom you seek
Is right here inside everything
Now and always,
But you are not
You are lost in a dream of yourself
Allegiance given to the imaginary one
Who claims ownership of all that is

Let go of the ropes
And see that imagined one
Fly off into space
And know that which remains
Is the freedom being sought.

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Dance of Courtship

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Death, Divine, Ecstatic Poetry, Freedom, Love, metaphor, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

It is simple
Each of us is a moth
The flame we circle
Carries within it
The freedom we seek
But we must fly around
And around and around
In an ecstatic dance
Of courtship
Before the moment,
When the dance is at its wildest,
We yield to the inevitable
Pull of that burning

God is us, the flame, the freedom
And the dance of courtship.

Mind Bows Down

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Divine, Freedom, Non Duality, Nonduality, Philosophy, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

You cannot work it out with your mind
Because it is not conceptual

You must live it fully from your heart
Because it is in the visceral reality, the lived experience,
That the natural intelligence comes

When the heart is finally purged of its trauma
And released from its captivity
Even the mind bows down
And offers itself in service.

NEW WORDPRESS BLOCK EDITOR – NO

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn artist, emptiness, poetry, Uncategorized2 Comments

I wanted to post a new poem here today and discovered the new wordpress block editor format. I used it and I loathed it. I was like a monkey bashing around on a computer.

This afternoon I discovered the ‘classic editor,’ and I hope they continue to offer the choice. If I am forced to use the new block editor for my poetry I am gone.

What about you, have you gotten used to it? Maybe you are stuck in the classic mode as well.

This is how I feel about it.

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Eden Inside

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Divine, Freedom, Garden, Love, metaphor, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

There is no garden outside of us
It is a metaphor that speaks to our deepest
Eden is our innocence, our inner sense
A place that dwells in the heart of each of us
Our wholeness and truth

We fell out of that place
And we continue to fall out of that place
Each time we lunge into judgement and projection
Each time we see and feel separation
And of course all the time we are in fear

For fear is the vibration upon which
The illusory world is built

To return to our inner eden
That place of innocence and truth
We must meet fear and find out if it is real
We must transcend our judgement and projection
Without bypassing it
We must dissolve this illusion of separation
And upon our titanic meeting with fear itself
We must look it in the eye, stand firm and still
And say ‘no, no more tyranny, I am no longer available for you.’

Upon those words, if said with profound conviction,
The world of form, the world of the separate self
The whole thing
Will dissolve before our very eyes
And it will be as though nothing ever happened
For we will be returned to an innocent state
Of natural intelligence and wisdom
At one with the cosmos and each other and ourselves

This is the time of the healing
That allows us to return home to that eden.

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