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Grace Misses Us

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Divine, Ecstatic Poetry, Freedom, Non Duality, Nonduality, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

It is the mystery that informs us
Yet we turn away again and again
In our arrogance and control

The unknown surrounds us
And is the very core of our existence
Yet we scramble and clutch at the known
Terrified of the void

Our lives are borrowed
Our breath sacred
Grace itself has bestowed upon us this miracle
Yet we turn away
Distracted by phenomena
Lost in our petty games
Forgetting to say thank you

But everything borrowed
Must be returned
And breath will run its course
The game will be over

And grace will call us home
Having missed us so badly.

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EVERYTHING IS ALRIGHT

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Divine, Ecstatic Poetry, Freedom, Inspiration, Love, Non Duality, Nonduality, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

And then one day you realize
At the end of life
Or at some point on the journey
That it’s all God
It’s all one being life-ing itself
And the mind can’t grasp this
But the soul knows it
And the spirit knows it
And the unconditional heart feels it
And the inner eye sees it

And this causes such a wave of love
That the whole universe falls into it
And you understand
That everything is really alright

And nothing you do, or don’t do, changes that.
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THE RIVER SPIRIT

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Existentialism, Freedom, Inspiration, metaphor, Non Duality, Nonduality, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

You dip a toe into the stream
But the river spirit
Grabs your leg and pulls you in
‘Help I’m drowning!’ You scream
‘I wanna to go back where it’s safe,
I’m out of control,’ You howl
The river spirit says, ‘Don’t worry,
I’m taking you somewhere beyond
Your imagination.’

This struggle goes on for some time
This push and pull as the river winds its way
Sometimes gently, sometimes ferociously

By and by you forget the time
You sat on the river bank
Dipping your toe
For you have been changed by that river
Hard edges softened
Fear of drowning gone
All anxiety about control vanished
Past itself little more than a shadow

And you arrive at the ocean
Where the river deposits you
But, instead of being shocked at the vastness
You simply melt into it
With sweet relief
And delicious gratitude.

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The Sincere One

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn artist, Awakening, Divine, Evolution, Freedom, metaphor, Non Duality, Nonduality, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

Discover your unconditional heart
And make your one true purpose
To stay there, no matter what

Life will hear your call
And bring you everything you need
To forge your blade
And test your resolve

And you will have to decide
How to meet those invitations

There is no avoiding this
If you are sincere about your journey

That is all.

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The Deepest Unconditionality

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Divine, Ecstatic Poetry, emptiness, Freedom, Love, Non Duality, Nonduality, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

There is an inner depth
Available to us
If we are able to dive in
And keep diving
Through layer upon layer
Past what is known
Beyond doubt
Beyond certainty
Through the dense layer of belief
Past security and fear
Through the clouds
Of conditionality
And transaction upon which
We base our lives

Deeper and deeper
And deeper still
Until all vestige
Of this humanness
Is but a whisper
And there
We will discover
God

For we will have fallen into the unconditional realm
Where all is open and accepted
In the most profound way
Because everything is known to be one thing
And that, my friend, is the most astonishing realization.

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It is OK

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Freedom, Inspiration, Love, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

It’s ok to feel afraid
It’s ok to feel heartbroken
It’s ok to feel angry
It’s ok to fall on your knees, beaten by life
It’s ok to cry an ocean of tears
With no seeming end in sight
It’s ok to surrender to grief when it calls
It’s ok to come face to face with meaninglessness
It’s ok to be bored, fed up, listless
It’s ok to search, and it’s ok to stop searching
It’s ok to laugh, to dance and to celebrate
Even in the face of suffering
It’s ok to stop
Whatever habit you have been feeding
It’s ok to change your allegiance from your own mind
To tenderness, to kindness, to openness
It’s ok to change, even after a lifetime
Of carving yourself into being someone
You thought you needed to be
It’s ok to throw those old idols away
It’s ok to throw those old self images away
It’s ok to transform and renew
It’s ok
It’s ok
It’s ok.

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TIME TO BLOSSOM – Dedicated to YOU

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn artist, Awakening, Divine, Ecstatic Poetry, Evolution, Existentialism, Feminine Frequency, Freedom, Inspiration, Love, Non Duality, Nonduality, peace, Philosophy, poetry, Spirituality2 Comments

The human experience
Carries the potential for greatness
Or terrible tyranny

We are latent beings
Waiting to be activated

There is adventure
Written into our code

What makes one
Rise up against all odds
Out of all suffering
And become a carrier of light

And yet another
Lauded with wealth
Cosseted with opulence
Becomes the harbinger of doom

Don’t think this lies somewhere else
It is in each of our hearts
I was a wreck, tortured by my past
Inflicting my pain of everyone

And then opportunity for change arrived
And I seized it by the forelock
Even though it terrified me

Truly it doesn’t matter what has happened
What matters is how it serves you now
Does it cripple you?
Does it feed you?
Can you use it as food for your transformation?

None of this is easy
But we must face these hard truths
We have but one short life
That may be wasted in the past
And we will miss this beauty.

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
― Anais Nin

– I wrote this in March 2019 but now it is more relevant than ever.

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Drenched in Sorrow

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Dark night, Divine, Evolution, Freedom, Love, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

Here we are
Crying the grief of the world
Broken hearted lovers
Drenched in sorrow

No knowing if these tears
Are ours or the worlds
Or just the fact of being human

No more lost in denial
Or any attempt to bear it all
No more brave face or false mask

Just this surrender
And in this great allowing
Something new stirs within us
And within the heart of the world

New growth, a new way
A new vision emerging
Out of the rain

May we walk tenderly on the new path
Yes, we are drenched in sorrow,
But that sorrow is the doorway
To life’s true beauty

And few dare go through

You and I are made for this.

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THE DANCE OF EXISTENCE

On By Kavi Jezzie HockadayIn Awakening, Divine, emptiness, Freedom, Nature, peace, poetry, SpiritualityLeave a comment

This morning
In the early hours of silent dawning
The gentle sound
Of a conversation
Wrapped me in its arms

The coyote yipped its magic and trickery
It spoke of how things are not what they seem to be
And it laughed at how serious owl was

Owl was silent for a long time
Unimpressed with coyote’s jibes
‘I see you coyote, even in this darkness,’
Said the wise owl

This jousting game continued for some time
Each taking its turn
Coyote darting around, needling owl
And owl looking on with regal nonchalance

Both carried the wisdom of the deepest intelligence
And as I lay there
Absorbed by the yip yip and the hoot hoot
I fell into a reverie
Of such beauty I wept
Everything, and everyone, all humans
And all the creatures of the world
Warm blooded and cold blooded
Flying creatures and swimming creatures
Were dancing the dance of existence
Even the trees and the plants
And the rocks and the planets
Were doing the dance of existence
Each content with its own realm of being
And each filled with joy
At seeing the others dancing
Everything in utter harmony
With everything else

When I awoke all was silence
Dawn was breaking open
Yet, somewhere in the distance,
From the top of a tall tree
A crow sang the world awake.

– Image by Lenka Novotná from Pixabay