It’s a conundrum. I have no idea what is of the greatest value. I find it important to share what is happening in our world, and yet I can’t help but think that the sharing is redundant, that you already know about the world’s depravity, its deep dive into cruelty, its lack of a heart-based …
Category Archives: Brutality
A Bedtime Story
Are you ready for your bedtime story. You are? Okay, then snuggle down into the blankets and put your sweet little head on that fluffy pillow. Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Luna, who lived in the fairytale woods. She had a puppy dog, Miss Soffie, a cat called Cat, and …
Stepping Forward into the Despair
I’m not sure I can even write about this or if there is any point to writing anything at all, but alas, it seems I cannot not. Writing is what flows through me, an avatar, a seemingly personalized window into the here-now. This one is no more important than yours. It is simply my unique …
Mankind was not Designed as a Killing Machine
When I was a little girl growing up in small town USA, we had 4th of July parades and proudly waved the American flag. Fireworks followed a sweaty day of three-leg races and hot dogs, carnival games and lemonade. Laying on blankets looking up at the sky the idea that in a few short years …
A World Turned Inside Out
I realized something today. Well, actually I’ve been quietly ignoring it for a while now. Sometimes when I write, I hold a glimmer of hope that loved ones will read my words and awaken to the harm and suffering that their staunch support of this administration is causing. Maybe you know someone like that too. …
The Golden Idols of Our Lives
People want to use spirituality just like they want to use God. Fix me. Heal me. Help me. Awaken me. Overcome my enemies. Help my side win. People use money, power, force, and other people, exerting influence to the same end. There’s not a lot of difference between any of them. Some propel the world …
Little Girl Lost: Finding Your Way Home
I am captivated by the term ‘childhood’ traumas. It’s as if we think they are locked into a place in time and don’t infect impact encamp and inbreed with this moment, affecting the beliefs we hold, acting on the ways we respond, impeding our ability to love, increasing our willingness to hate. They are always …
The Myth of a Vengeful God
This is a bit of a long, playfully snarky satirical piece. I had no idea where this one was going until I was done. If you are easily offended, happy with your Bible stories, and your version of forgiveness, you might want to skip this one. What must it be like to believe in a …
Put Down Your Boxing Gloves
Let’s just get it over with and flat out admit that life isn’t a bowl of cherries. It is tough and cruel. It strips us of everything, leaving nothing to chance. There’s a reason we are afraid, a reason we don’t trust, a reason we feel the need to be vigilant, a reason we are …
Rome is Burning
I’ve been feeling into this for a few days now. Well, actually this one’s been around a long time in different forms. I quit asking for answers to it in meditation because I heard the same answer time and time again. Can’t say I liked it. Many of you know I have written about this …
Let Love Have Its Way
“All it takes for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.” Abraham Lincoln Many today see politics and spirituality, the physical and ethereal, as separate. They are not. It is all one experience being experienced by apparently separate form-bodies. Some say, “I don’t do politics. I am focused on truth, on maintaining …
It’s Okay to Meet the Monster
Our parents didn’t know any better. They told us to stop crying — you aren’t hurt — and shut off the light as they exasperatedly said monsters don’t live under your bed. When we fell down they said, jump back up; never show your pain; just ignore it; be strong. Our parents, and our society, …
Incinerated
People are so afraid to meet their fear, fearing that doing so invites the inevitability. That is not what happens. This, like so many paradoxes in our world, is something quite different. In fact, the exact opposite is true. Unmet fear manifests. …. click the title to read the article
Darth Vader, A True Love Story
Qui-Gon believed Anikan was the chosen one. When Qui-Gon died, Obi-Wan took over Anikan’s training as a Jedi, believing as his master Qui-Gon did, that Anikan was the great hope. Yoda was never quite certain. He always had questions about Anikan. He sensed the boy’s confusion, his fear, his clinging to desire, his ego. Throughout …
Deliverance
“Knowing what something is, is not the same as feeling it.” The Giver What would make you willing to feel all the pain and suffering inside of you? What would make you insatiably hungry to feel all of your life? You close off. It is natural to protect yourself from pain. It is painful to …
Amaya Gayle 