I’m celebrating! My new book is up on Amazon and soon to be available on kindle. The official launch is next week, so this is your early notice. The publisher is planning a splash. Exciting! Working with New Sarum Press was a great experience. They took a great book and with their loving care, sharp …
Category Archives: Conscious Love
The Truth Lies in the Fire
There are times, even now, when the fact that I did my best wasn’t good enough. I know, deep down, that my life, and those it touched, couldn’t have been otherwise and yet, I ache with the recognition honed from years of new experiences fired in the kiln of inner work, that I hurt others, …
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 …
Carrying Extra Weight
I’ve been beavering away on my son’s website, taking what was and stripping the old away to make way for a totally new, clean and improved, simple-y fabulous look. Another couple weeks, perhaps a tad more, and it will be up again, but not at all the same. Isn’t that a wonderful metaphor for life, …
The Circus Still Comes to Town
What does it mean to not mind what happens? We humans have so many stories about it. Does it mean that we think pain and suffering are just fine, or that folks that hurt children aren’t doing something bad? Does it mean that we’re okay with poverty and war, with human trafficking, rapists and murderers? …
Free to Be
There are 8 billion (and counting) paths to travel in this world. Is that delightful to your way of seeing things, slightly intimidating, or simply wrong, wrong, wrong? There was a time when I might have found myself in the last category, when my way, the way I was raised to be, the way that …
Fear: A Muscle You’ve Built Out of Nothing
Do this; do that. Say this; don’t say that. Wear this; don’t wear that. Buy this; oh my God, don’t buy that. Eat this; whatever you do, don’t eat that. Everyone’s got something to say, especially when they are selling something to go with it, but it’s shelled out for free too. Consummate salespeople that …
The Game of Life
I’m seeing a lot of people, many considered gurus, talking about seeing the game so that we can change the game. That seems daft to me, but what do I know. If you see it’s a game, wouldn’t you have to realize that it is a game and that the game will play on regardless …
Round and Round and Round
Each ‘you’, could be replaced with I/me. I write from my experience. The habitual keeps you going round and round on the same track. It tends to spiral downward at a slow enough pace that is it unnoticeable. It is not fresh; it is dead. It is old thinking, old fears, wrapped in the guise …
I Used to Think … so many things
I used to think so many things, that I wouldn’t want to be a cop, to be constantly face to face with crimes of passion and desperation. I used to think that even so, I’d have been a great detective, that my mind would have reveled in the challenge, putting together pieces of the human …
No One Goes Home Alone
Yesterday I wrote about the end times philosophy of the Big 5 religions and added in left wing ascension theorists to the mix. Each has its own version of the hero’s triumphant return, of those in the know who at last find their place, who find their forever home, who rewrite the story playing out …
What Are Your Impossible Things?
We are, this is, the higher level and the seemingly mundane or lower level. Laughing. The ideas of levels is one the ways the human brain splits apart this that is not two in order to try to grok what’s happening here. No one really knows, no matter how smart or sure they sound. This …
Aikido for Body, Mind & Soul
What changes people? Judgement and anger? No. Having their hearts cracked open by love? Yes. You know this already. You have been moved reduced increased by love’s epiphanies. What would happen if rather than being angry at those who cause harm, we sat down and held them in our hearts and filled them with love. …
The Face of Love
I believed I loved. I said the words. I acted in accord. But I did not truly love. I loved the best I could, knowing not what love is. I had no idea what it means to love, to be love. I had no idea of my true estate, the true estate of life itself, …
The Unbound Symphony
To have seen through the ruse leaves one in the fascinating position of not being easily understood. Most everything said or written to one extent or another is believed to be one way or the other and not at all as it is experienced here. Seems that’s the nature of expression. It is a good …
Amaya Gayle 