The true spiritual path is tough
At some point you may find yourself drowning
In an ocean of delusion
Games coming undone, unraveling
Beliefs that seemed so real
Shaking at their foundations
All this can feel overwhelming
Friend, learn to breathe under water
This drowning is the divine calling you
Inviting you to let it all go
And stay in the honesty of the unknown
Be softly still
And let what needs to fall, fall
There is no other way.
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
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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
The tangled web we weave
Entangling ourselves and each other
In the stickiness
Like a glue that wants to harden
And solidify into something fixed
All this entangling must come undone
Sometimes in one fell swoop
Often as a gradual erosion
The inherited and conditioned patterns
Woven into us unconsciously
Parents, religion, morality
All the ancestral wounds
Playing themselves out in each of us
All this must cease being the driver
Of our urges, our habits and our addictions
This is a call to become naked and innocent
To fall into the unknowing-ness prior to personality
It is no small call, not for the feint of heart
It is a warriors challenge, for it takes great courage
To take everything off
To remove the veils
To open Pandora’s box
To meet the ghosts
To face any and all demons
Not from a place of war
But from the deepest peace and openness
As the sky accepts the tumult of the storm.
You are eternal and unchanging
A universe in which manifestation occurs
You are also manifestation occurring
Temporary and forever changing
Finding a way of living these two truths
Is the ultimate dance of form and formless
The sky and the clouds may appear different
Yet are all one thing.
When strong emotions arise
Welcome them with open arms
When life deals you a bad hand
Don’t take it personally
If a storm approaches
Remember the sky
In which it comes
The tree without roots
Will collapse in the slightest breeze
Find what roots you
In the ground of your being
And no wind will fell you
There is a secret power
Found in the deepest relaxation
Nature already knows this
But we have forgotten
Remember this
When the storm comes.
When an individual cell
In the collective body
Becomes fully realized
To its own nature
As unified goodness
Something remarkable transforms
In the quantum field
And that goodness
Becomes entangled
With the innate goodness
In other individual cells
When a community of cells
in the collective body
Becomes fully realized
To its own nature
As unified goodness
A quantum evolutionary leap
May occur across the entire species
This is a remarkable moment
To explore your inner world
And discover your true nature
When the compassionate heart is discovered
When the knowing of the deepest love is revealed
It changes everything
And you will never want to leave there again
And all the forgetting and getting lost
And the returning home
Will become a dance
Instead of a burden.
Discovering inner truth
Intuition and gut feeling
A deep instinct about things
And a wisdom that supports
That inner knowing
Is the only true authority we need
It is our connection to ourselves
To each other, to nature
And to God
Once discovered we must each find a way
To live from that deeply profound place
No matter what happens.
We are hurtling towards collectivization
It is inevitable, written in the stars,
The Shift of the Ages
What kind of collectivization
Is what the inner and outer struggle
Is all about
Will it be about freedom and unity and love
Will each individuation serve the whole
Recognizing itself in the other
Creating a world guided by enlightenment
Or will it be collective tyranny
Driven by fear, division and mass control
Creating a world lost in separation and paranoia
While we may not be able to do anything much about the outside world
We can do so very much about the inside world
AND THAT BECOMES THE OUTSIDE WORLD
Start within…It is the only way.
Let us cry our tears
For the coming and going
Holding the heartache
Close to our chest
Surrendering our resistance
To the inevitable
Not turning away
But bearing it all
Even as it breaks us wide open
The weepers, those who can weep,
Not just for those they love
But for all the coming and going
They bridge the worlds
For really there are not two
But one appearing as two
And the weepers dissolve the illusion.
