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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Our Existential Dance

Consciousness is eternal
Form is temporary
We are that living juxtaposition
And between these two truths must we surf
Sometimes losing ourselves in the temporary
And sometimes resting in the eternal

There is no choice
But to relish this beautiful dance
Of apparent opposites
And to practice the deepest acceptance
Either that or grasp at one
At the expense of the other

Surrender to the truth my friend
And dance as if you had one foot in the world
And the other in eternity.
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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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The Carpet

I’m not going to lie to you
I’m only interested in stirring your heart
So that everything trapped in it falls out

I’m not going to pretend
Or feed your mind lots of spiritual truisms
I want what’s beyond your thinking

I’m not going to present you with an argument
Or persuade you of anything
I want to ignite your inner fire
So that it burns up what is no longer needed

I can’t offer you any method or path
All I can do is lay this carpet of beauty out
In the hope that you will jump on
And fly into the mystery of the unchartered and unknown

There are secrets within each of us yet to be discovered
The majesty of the universe is contained behind those doors
I’m trying to offer you the key to unlock them.

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Trying to Swim Without Water

When I discovered my self
I fell in love

You can never fix the personality
Or become perfect
There will always be flaws
Even broken parts and scars

But way below and far beyond
The small but grandiose self

Is something radiantly unbroken
A kind of neutral benevolence
Eternal and magnificent
Able to hold all of us

To discover that place
Is the end of inner conflict
And all attempts at perfection

It is the start of the deepest love affair
With your self
And with existence

Without that awareness
We are like fish
Trying to swim
Without water.

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SPEAK YOUR NAME

With dignity and strength
With softness and power
With vulnerability and resolve
With conviction and purpose
With the wounds
And the pain
Without loss or gain
Without ego or shame
Without pride of having arrived
Or the feeling that you didn’t belong

But with knowing you have a place
Despite what others may have said
Or what you may have believed
Despite all the conditioning
And injustice

You are called to
SPEAK YOUR NAME
Into the world
YES I AM HERE
AND I TAKE MY PLACE
Without anyone else’s authority
Or permission or approval
That is my inalienable right
And I claim it

This is such a powerful ritual to perform.

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Speak Goodness Into the World

The tears of grief we cry
That come from the depth of us
Are themselves the source
Of the goodness we speak into the world

The spring water that is so fresh to taste
Comes from within the deepest earth

The deeper we are able to go into existence
The richer are the gifts we can offer
And when the world is hurting so much
And most cannot find that spring water

Maybe you and I can say
‘Here, come over here and drink a little
You must be weary on the road.’

All we can really offer is an open heart.

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Release the Past

Friend, it is time to stop playing out
The patterns of the past
You are not that past
And you have probably healed it
As much as you can

So now it is time to meet the day with fresh eyes
With clear awareness, no residue, nothing sticky
Just holding everything in the depth of you
As a wise elder, who has been through the wars,
Now meets drama and trouble as the open sky meets the clouds

The truth is the past can never be fully resolved
All we can really do is let it be as it is and release it
It defines us only as long as we choose

There is such a freedom to be found
When we meet the day
The way the day meets us
Fresh and new and open.

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Praise Not Punishment

There is a secret that only the wisest shamans know
It is that praise is what keeps beauty alive
But this praise is not superficial or of the self
It is true, heart pouring out praise of what is truly valued
Praise says ‘You are in the world and you mean something
You are beautiful and I see that beauty and honor it,’

This simple but openly joyous action
Is like pouring water on a parched garden
It brings everything to life
And allows it to shine

It can be praise of a human being
Or a flower or dog or a tree
Or nature itself
Everything will respond in the same way
Because everything is animated by the divine

My poetry is a celebration of this praise
It is the only way I know
To keep the beauty of things alive.

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