A New Era of Peyote Love

A new reality has entered our door
Some may call him dog
We call him Peyote Button, Medicine for the Soul
Already the medicine has worked its way
Into our hearts and into our souls
It has turned our routine upside down
And brought us into an ever deepening
Moment by moment presence
We have experienced every emotion
And primal feeling possible
And here we all are, changing, adapting,
And, it looks like, falling into love’s arms
Such tenderness in this dear sweetheart
Only 12 weeks in existence
And utterly mesmerized by life
What a blessing this is
Our new teacher is Peyote Button.

No One Owns The World

After all is said and done
We are all just visitors here
Every single one of us
And no one has any more right
Than anyone else
No one can claim dominion or ownership
For each of us is a stranger
And, if anything, it is our existential duty
To leave this world
More beautiful and loving
Than when we arrived
And those who fail to do that
Or at least try and do that
Are failing themselves and the human family.

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A Collective Grief

And if an immense sadness
Approaching grief and overwhelm
Should fall upon you
Do not throw your hand
Or think there is something terribly wrong

For the opposite is true
Something right is happening in you
Albeit painful and difficult
There are two types of sadness and grief
The individual and the collective
And we cannot know which is which

Our emotional body is connected to the whole
But we are unaware of this
And this may cause us great pain
We are more connected to each other than we know
And we try so hard to maintain our separation

But we are in the time of collective suffering
And we are each barometers and holders of that grief
When the collective lie is great
It is the same as the pain of individual denial
Which is great

We cry, we grieve, we endure
We dance, we mourn, we shout
We rage, we pray, we love, we beseech
We laugh, we allow,
But we do not deny
And we are not ashamed of feeling fully.

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Live From Warrior Heart

There is a place within each heart
That knows goodness
And the justness of things
Yet we become twisted and turned
By mind’s clever arguments

The one who will not rest in their depth
Is vulnerable to those who circle their camp
In separation we are full of fear and doubt
And we will never know peace

But when we know ourselves as each other
And live from our warrior hearts
We will claim back our authority
And do what is necessary
For the good of all

These are important times
How we resonate matters
It’s love and the responsibility that comes with it
Or it’s fear and the isolation that results from it
We must choose, each moment, each interaction,
Each day, each time we see the news,
Each thought, each breath we take

Feed goodness.

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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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COAT PLEASE

These coats we wear
Bought in childhood
Bright and shiny in youth
Slightly ill fitting in middle age
Worn out and frayed in maturity

Why not just throw them off
And go naked and free

Because when we try to take them off
We find they are stuck to us
And we are strangely attached to them

We want to be free
But the coat is familiar and safe
We want to be naked and open
But the coat hides our shame
It covers us in our vulnerability
And we don’t have to face the world
The coat is our investment
And we are reluctant to give that up

Eventually we may come to a great palace
Where to enter is our greatest longing
A longing beyond all other earthly longings
At the entrance we are met by a doorman
Who says ‘May I have your coat please?’

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Set The World Free

Even if the world torments you
And confounds you
Even if it disturbs you
And distresses you
If it enrages you
And especially if it frightens you
If it derides you
And judges you
If it misunderstands you
And causes you to suffer
When it leaves you speechless
And heart broken

Love it anyway
Love it with enough forgiveness
And compassion
That you are set free
And not ruled by it

And then you can do what you must
In the world and for the world
But you are not driven by righteousness
Or cynicism or fear
And you no longer add your own suffering
To an already suffering world

This is how healing happens

By setting the world free.

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Fear and Fearlessness

One has to be very discerning with fear, to really look at it as clearly as possible, to explore what reality it really has, to whom, and to be open to how much of that fear is being created by the imagination running away into future possibilities.

Fear can easily become a runaway train unless it is seen clearly, and that seeing may allow whatever message it actually has to be conveyed.

But unexamined fear is a wild fire that spreads quickly and easily, depending on how potent the kindling is.

To be fearless doesn’t mean there is no fear, it means that whatever fear is there is realized as being an illusion of the conditioned self. It means fear is seen, valued, held and allowed, but not given unnecessary weight or power.

You cannot fight fear, but you can take the charge out of it by seeing it and acknowledging it. If a child is freaking out with panic you wouldn’t say, ‘OK take over the driving seat of the car,’ so why give fear the driving seat of your life?

That is what I mean, it must be seen clearly to discover its truth or not.

Fear is not the problem. Giving our allegiance to fear is the problem.

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Dive Deep and Fly High

If you cannot reach deep into your soul
You will not be able to soar into the heavens
And we were made for both

To try and live in the middle world
Imagining it is safe is illusory
For its safety is a kind of death
Death by limitation and ignorance

We were born to dive into the deepest
And fly into the highest
And do not believe those
Who try and persuade you otherwise.

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