It’s OK To Feel

It’s ok to feel low
It’s ok to feel demoralized
It’s ok to feel angry
It’s ok to feel grief
It’s ok to feel fear
It’s ok to feel anxious
It’s ok to feel depressed
It’s ok to feel frustrated
It’s ok to feel bereft
It’s ok to not feel anything
It’s ok to not know
It’s ok to feel confused
It’s just ok

Don’t censor yourself
And draw erroneous lines
That dismiss some feelings
And choose others
Allow everything to flow
Just don’t attach
Over importance to it
And soon the drama of what is felt
Will lose its intensity
And equanimity will arise.

Image by Lenka Novotná from Pixabay

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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.

– Image by Алина Осипова from Pixabay

In The Time of Grief

I had an auspicious dream

We had a wrong delivery
I walked after the delivery man
To ask him what went wrong
When I looked at him
I could see he had learning difficulties
He was extremely sad and anxious
He said he was sorry
But he could barely see any more
He was blind in one eye
And the other eye was going the same way
So all he saw was blurry and confused

I stood with him and I wept
He asked what I was crying for
I said, ‘The world is so cruel.’

This man was the world we experience
And all we can really do is love it
And each other, back to the harmony
We have drifted so far away from ourselves

Our grief and sadness
Will become our joy and happiness
When we heal our broken hearts, together.

Image by Shift and Sheriff from Pixabay

Fear Is a Door (through which we must walk)

It has taken me all my life
To realize that fear is either a shut door
Or a door that is waiting to be opened
And once opened is the way to freedom
And even though I have only realized this
Terribly late in my life
It is better to realize it late
Than to never realize it at all

Most of us are ruled by fear
It can hide in all manner of disguises
Fear wears many masks
But always has the same affect

Friend, let me whisper in your ear
Open the door
Do what you must to open the door
Just a bit will do
Or throw it open and burst through
It doesn’t matter
Just don’t leave the door shut
Gamble on the path of the open door
I promise you it’s worth it.

Image by Dean Moriarty from Pixabay

Don’t Give Up on Love

Do not lose your heart
Don’t give it away
Guard it with your life
There are those who would steal your love
And throw it away
Replace it with division and fear
Don’t let that happen
Protect love with your life
Share it as widely as possible
Don’t hoard it
Don’t lock it away
Or keep it safe for another day
That day may not come
Live your love now, today
Not apologetically, nor timidly
But boldly and bravely
Be for love brazenly and proudly
It is a revolutionary gesture
In these hate filled times.

Fear, The Ghost With No Substance

Fear is a ghost that haunts me
Whenever I feel low
A demon that seeks to scare me
Into inaction
Or fearful action
It cries ‘Do this! Don’t do this!’
Fear is a stupefying energy
That grows quickly
Into the apparition of a monster
It thinks it’s helping
And it does have a place
In the human experience
But it’s not the lord and master
Of life
It’s there to inform
Not control
To advise
Not terrify
I remember fear
I used to know it well,
Intimately.
Now it comes as an occasional visitor
I try to make it welcome
But sometimes I have to just
Shoo it away..

Let Hate Serve Only One Purpose

Today, like so many other days,
I have woken up with love in my heart
And fear in my mind
This deepest longing for love’s healing balm
Yet a nagging anxiety about life itself
Ah! The great human dilemma
Caught in the crossfire
Between love and fear

There we hang, each of us
Swinging between love’s innocence
And fear’s defenses

And most, those who believe
What the world shows them,
Over the years, they lean toward fear
And it crusts them over
Gnarls their fragile bodies
And renders them cynical
They become
Part of the problem.

Not me…
I have heard fear’s voice
And hate’s scream
Both of them desperate for love
And I have chosen love
Over and over
No matter how loud
The noise
Or how great the fear

Let hate serve only one purpose
To make love more resolute.

Rest Here

Come and rest here
When you are tired
Of all this struggling
To be someone
Or something
When you are weary
Of the phenomenal world
Just come here
Where nothing is expected
Or demanded
Or assumed
You can let the struggle
Just fall away
And if you should cry
Well then just cry
For no reason
And every reason
And if you should grieve, or rage
Then do it
And let it go
And come here and rest
Those weary bones
Let me be the fire
That warms you
And holds you
While the storm
Throws its thunder and fury.

two faces

i have seen the face of love
and i have seen the face of fear

i have felt the liberating power of love
and the contraction and tightness of fear

i have stood naked and vulnerable
as love’s breath filled me
and nearly killed me

and i have stood still, trembling,
as fear occupied my body
with it’s dread
and it’s convincing words
whispered and screamed
in increasing urgency

only one of those faces
has any kindness

and although both of them burn
only one of those fires
can transform
sorrow to joy

fear is ego’s demonic face
and love’s arch enemy
for it knows in the face of love it will wither and perish
so it spins and twists and cavorts, writhes and cheats and screams
to stay alive and in control

love does not care, it is too busy blazing a trail
like a star across the night sky.

Photo by Kristopher Roller on Unsplash

all we ever need is love

dissolve all these fears

and let them disappear

back into the light

they were ghosts

nothing more than old wounds

wearing sheets

and looking scary

as soon as you lovingly

pull the sheet

all the noise stops

and what is left

is a child, scared and tender

all we ever need is love

and you must give it to yourself