Mission statement

The mission of Blessed Madness is to explore and expose ideas that facilitate self-awareness and reflection. Translating intuitive knowledge into words is one of the greatest challenges of any writer. My hope is to do so with openness, honesty and integrity, in a way that mirrors and validates the reader’s own knowledge and serves as a reminder that we are not alone.

Victoria Fann

Free-Falling in the IS-NESS

Let go, no agenda

no script

no attachment.

Get out of the way

life is coming through

to give you what you seek

no limit

except that which

you restrict.

Resistance

the enemy of freedom.

An open heart

the only weapon

that can pierce its shield.

An empty vessel

a vacuum to receive

the bounty that

falls from the sky

into your welcome arms.

Don’t be blind and deaf

and dumb to your good.

Don’t expect a thing

but be open to it ALL…

Climb out of your shell

unprotected

undaunted.

Give it up

the safety

the security

that has become your friend

and your prison.

Stop hiding out

holding back

behind your mother’s skirts

your father’s name

your borrowed identity.

Throw it down.

Walk away.

Surrender it to the fires

that burn the past

and choke the future

with hazy smoke.

Stop crushing the world with

your doing

your rushing from drama to drama

your rusty tools and shaky hands.

What is not broken cannot be fixed

it can only be seen

with new eyes

healing the illusion

inside the dream of your clinging fingers.

Shout, scream, have a child’s tantrum

if you must

but please kick those walls down.

Stop blaming them for your pain.

Step away from the shadows.

Resurrect your passion

for the sacred.

Have you forgotten how to breathe?

How to simply walk alone in the quiet?

No soundtrack.

No special effects.

No villain or hero.

Just the frame of the moment

a still shot of the now

un-retouched with your longing

and demands.

An unadorned unpolished gem

sparkling with Light

radiating out from the center

of everything

rippling out through infinity

through all you touch

with your being.

Never doubt this.

It doesn’t need your permission

so heavily invested in your freedom

it will carry you when you cannot walk,

heal you when you cannot breathe,

shelter you when you cannot fight,

feed you when you cannot eat.

It is patient

for time is

your creation.

No hurry because

there is nowhere to go.

Steal away a little longer

it does not matter.

The door never closes

it waits for you.

A love never-ending

ceaseless

washes through your Soul

brandishing a clean knife

to cut away the heavy roots

that tie you to your misery

a gentle surgery while you sleep.

Nothing before you ask

nothing too soon

all in its own time

meeting you on the road

greeting you when you seek solace

reminding you of the reason

for your journey.

The sum of your desires

opening the heaviest of doors

all without any effort

only your wishing it so

a tender turning toward IT

all that is necessary.

Free falling into the IS-Ness

comes when all else fails

all detours returning you here

to this cliff of emptiness

this Void

the place where you most wanted to by-pass.

But now, there is only this

no going back, only forward

into your greatest fear

of destruction

and death.

Nothing to lose now

everything to gain

all the baggage must be put down

all these beloved ideas put to sleep

all that you covet and cherish

handed over to pay the toll.

A beginning and an end

so precious, so sublime

so terrifying in its inevitable climb.

Just this.

Just that.

Just let go.

Fall into IT.

What looks like nothing

suddenly becomes something

and everything all at once.

There never was anything to fear.

The emptiness was solid after all

surrounding you, within you

no beginning or end.

All YOU…

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One Response to “Free-Falling in the IS-NESS”

  • Jeannie:

    What a lovely picture in words of letting go and allowing GOD to take care of us and lead us to where we belong. What truth of the reality of the allusions we all endure here on earth. Only by giving it all to GOD will be ever be free or able to trust and let go.

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