Give Beauty a Voice

I found my purpose
When I fell inside
And stopped looking
I gave up all seeking
Or trying to become someone

And I simply stayed present
And allowed what is already here
To speak itself into form
Thus I discovered my purpose
To say what is here
To give a voice to the beauty
We so easily miss
In all our seeking

Beauty will speak through you also
And when you are no longer restrained
By your own beliefs or any care about convention
You will become that beauty
And your life will be a constant prayer
To the divine

You are beautiful.

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The Fire Inside You

My friend
I know you also have this fire inside you
I can see it in your eyes
And feel it in your soul
It burns at you
Like it did me
It calls, it shouts, it begs
It nudges, it whispers
You may have tried to ignore it
But you can’t
And then it starts growing
Into everything you are
And everything you do

Take heart traveller
The fire that calls you
Comes from somewhere unknown
No one knows why it calls some
And not others

But this I know to be true
If it calls you, go, don’t hesitate, go
This fire could be the grace of transformation
That gives this mysterious journey meaning
It could even be love itself, who knows

Give yourself to the calling
Again and again
Until there is no more you.

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The Real Journey Is Inwards

The only thing worthy of pursuit is wisdom
To know thyself intimately
Is to know others intimately
Wisdom allows us to see ourselves
In others, and to see others in us

Knowledge alone cannot bestow wisdom
There must be a journey inside
Into the shadows and the darkness
Where everything that has been left unattended
Must be met and welcomed home

Wisdom is the grail the warrior seeks
It cannot be attained
Without meeting yourself
And letting go of the world

Mind alone cannot reach wisdom
Mind and experience
The putting down of ego’s strategies
And the great descent, and rise,
Into humility
Opens the door to this great chamber

It cannot be reached by looking outwards
But only by the journey inwards.

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The Dance of Light and Dark

Let us meet
When the sun disappears
And darkness covers us
We can voyage into the depths
Search for the ghosts the haunt us
We can make friends with death
And see, with our inner eyes
into the shadows of our lives

And then let us meet
When the sun peeks its head
Above the horizon and brings the light
We can celebrate our joy
And allow the brilliance
To dissolve the shadows of that night
We can meet it all with clarity
And allow the warmth
To hold us in its deep embrace

Yes, we prefer the warmth and the sun
But, my friend, we cannot have one
Without the other
We are part of the dance
Of light and dark
Part of the duality
This constant movement
Between the poles

Know both
Be at home in the movement
And wisdom will be yours
This is harmony.

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Inner Authority is NOT For Sale

Don’t give yourself away any longer
Don’t yield your authority
When it calls you so deeply
Don’t abdicate your responsibility to your truth
Find your inner ground and stand on it

The truth is in your deeper most you know it
But you keep giving yourself away
As though you don’t know best
As though you don’t know yourself
As though you can’t trust yourself
But you DO know yourself
And you CAN trust yourself
You are just scared
To stand in your truth,
For your truth
So it’s easier to give it away
But it doesn’t make you feel good
In fact it hurts like hell
So stop it
No-one knows you better than you
And at some point you have to meet the world fully
As yourself

If you spend your life giving away your authority
You will have spent your life living as a ghost
Not really here
Half the spiritual search is for inner authority
It’s a commitment to your inner most self
To stop giving yourself away
A sign of the deepest love for yourself

If you don’t decide who you are
Others will decide for you.

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Embrace Your Wounds

After a fractured life of complete avoidance
That led me nowhere but misery
I faced myself
And decided to love what I saw
I included all that had been excluded
And shone the light of love
On my own darkness

What happened over time
Was a complete reconfiguration
Of the whole of me
From fragmented to whole
It was as though everything
That had been off line
Came on line
And in that coming home
Everything changed
And I became fully myself

When our wounds are embraced
They become our gifts
Denied they become our burden.

This is not theory. It is my experience.

– Kavi Jezzie Hockaday

The Eternal Dance of the Beloved

With enough grace and humility
With the right amount of surrender
And willingness to accept life as it is
When the wounds turn to gifts
And all argument with life is yielded
When righteousness is tucked away
And all ego upholding has vanished
Into the river of inevitability
Eventually it all becomes the beloved

Life itself is recognized as the true lover
And you realize you have only ever
Been dancing with god
Dancing as god

There is no separate self
Everything, including you dear heart,
Is a manifestation of the beloved
Yet somehow you manage to imagine
That you are set apart
And not included in the eternal dance
But oh! you are
it is coming through you, as you,
Always, in always

I have seen this truth
And once truly seen
It can never be ignored
Life is the eternal dance of the beloved
And we are that dance.

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