THE PULL TO GRACE – FRIDAY SHORTS

Hi, Here is a short selection of poems and insights, most of them appeared on Twitter this week:

There are jewels
Of illumination
In the darkness
To discover them
You must journey
Into the dark places within
When you stumble upon
Those jewels
Your surroundings
Will no longer be dark
And your inner eye
Will open to the beauty
And truth

You are searching for.


Many gardens lie barren
Deserted and overrun
With weeds and garbage
Self neglect is an effect
Of trauma and bad conditioning
Yet there is a way back

Know this inner garden
Tend to it, love it
Plant beautiful flowers
And water them daily
Watch it grow
No garden is dead.


To journey far enough inside
That you find equanimity
As a place to live from

And to bring that equanimity
Back to the surface world
And offer to the surface dwellers
So deceived by the pull to judgment

Is a blessing to yourself
And to that divided world.


Be above no-one
And below no-one

Ego lives on comparison
Above or below
Better or worse
Good or bad

Be above no-one
And below no-one

Simply be
Stop feeding the hungry ghost.


Offer others your presence
And your openness
Not your opinion.


Become unshakeable
Not just sometimes
When things are good
But always

Rest so deeply
In the silence of being

That this unshakability
Is an entirely natural occurrence.


The cultural you must die
If you are to truly know yourself

The cultural you
Is the imagined self
Built of conditioning

And ultimately
Is but a shadow
Of the light of who
And what you are.


I will stop there. There are scores of them!
Thank you for reading. Be well.

Santa Fe. We live here.

RELEASE ANGER FROM THE SHADOWS

Old stuck past anger
Creates grievances
In the present

Turned outward
It creates war with the world

Turned inward
It creates war with the self

Ultimately it’s a destructive energy
That begs us to see it, know it, feel it
So it no longer lurks in the shadows
This transforms anger into authority
And creative expression

And it gives us our voice back.

Image by Giacomo Zanni from Pixabay

I AM LEAVING WORDPRESS

This is it
I am leaving wordpress after 5 years of poetry

It has been wonderful
But enough is enough

If you want to stay in touch and follow my poetry
You can find me on substack
https://kavijezziehockaday.substack.com

My subscription will run until the end of this month and then expire.

Thank you so much for following me, liking my poems and paying some attention.
The poetry is not stopping, only my chosen and preferred platform.
I still do all my poetry free and substack is no different.

So if you fancy continuing the journey jump on.
Otherwise be well and be blessed.

Kavi Jezzie Hockaday

ENTRUSTED WITH THE SPARK

We have each been entrusted
With the divine spark of life

Love, compassion and joy
Are encoded into our dna

Yet we forget, beguiled by
Survivalism and conditioning
Mesmerized by desire and fear

And in our amnesia
We walk the earth
Searching for something
That makes us feel whole

We are already whole
And each of us
Has been entrusted
With the divine spark of life

Remembering this
Allows the spark
To become a fire.

Image by Lenka Sevcikova from Pixabay

The Joy That Follows the Rain

Yesterday I wept for my brokenness
For the wounds I carried through life
For the fear of abandonment
That drove me for so many years
To seek shelter in another’s arms
My how the tears burned and hurt

Today I am cleansed and softened
Those same wounds have become blessings
And all fear and vulnerability
Has transformed to tenderness
Today the past is a beautiful and sad story
For the heart welcomes everything home

I had forgotten the sweet joy
That follows the rain.

– Image by Sasin Tipchai from Pixabay

I May Be Leaving WordPress – What Do You Think?

I am not quite sure yet as I have been very fond of WordPress over the years, and I appreciate everyone who likes and has liked my poetry.

But I am considering leaving WordPress and consolidating my focus and outpouring on substack.

I already have a presence there, and it works very well for me. I like the style and simplicity very much, and I cannot go on spreading myself out too thin and doubling up where I post. I am less and less on facebook as I actually dislike it intensely and they control who sees what poems depending on how much I pay, and I refuse to play that game. There is, as yet, no money in this poetry at all. I do it because I do it and it works and people get something from it. That’s it.

If I could be rewarded for what I do that would be wonderful, but I have tried Patreon in the past as a musician and it didn’t work. There is an option to be supported on substack but I’m not really looking to that…as yet (maybe in the future who knows, but I will always do most of my stuff for free).

So, I want to know what you think about all this, both for me and for you and generally. Do you have any thoughts? Feel free to tell me, or tell everyone, what you reckon?

Thanks for reading, and DO feel free to sign up and join me on substack.

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?’

Photo by Velizar Ivanov on Unsplash

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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