An errant thought passed through my oft empty mind as I was slipping into sleep and made me smile. We love and feel it fall apart; we lose loved ones and some we love, betray us. On this earth walk, we are tragically wounded and have our hearts broken. It is unavoidable. And even so, …
Category Archives: remembrance
The Collapse of Soul-deep Resistance
There has been resistance deep in my soul. I, like so many, have always found it agonizing when people are hateful to one another, when we act in ways that are beyond this sensitive’s ability to comprehend. It wounds me in ways no words could ever truly express when humans act like monsters, when my …
The Radical Message of an Anarchist
Jesus, a brown-skinned man, was arrested by armed men in the middle of the night, put up for auction with Barabbas, and lost. His radical message, he message of anarchy, was simply too much for the establishment to allow as they shouted, ‘Kill him and bury him deep.’ What was his crime? Living as love, …
Nothin’ Left to Lose
“Freedom is just another word for nothin’ left to loseNothin’, don’t mean nothin’ hon’ if it ain’t free, no-no”Me and Bobby MCGee, Janis JoplinNothing left to lose is an interesting concept, right there along with freedom. One holds the potential of captivity, while the other dangles the promise of something to hold onto. The actuality …
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 …
To Prepare the Way
I’ve been contemplating the way forward, where to most effectively place our time and talent, our energy and focus, the treasures of this lifetime, as the template of fear continues to play out, as it ramps up in its chaotic resistance to the natural unfolding of awakening, be it awakened ones and twos, thousands, or …
A Twist on Life’s Winding Road
Tensing, the body waits for the next shoe to drop. It doesn’t matter which shoe, whether it is a steel toed boot in the butt, or a six-inch heel draped in an unexpected twist on life’s winding road. We humans have no idea how tense we are, how many years of our lives we shuffle …
It Doesn’t Have to Be This Way
Life’s basic building block is consciousness, or at the least, that is as much as this appearance in consciousness at present is able to grok. Consciousness, a word, not unlike every word, can only point to that which is inconceivable since it is as deep or shallow as its perceiver. What we perceive is a …
Voyeuristic Delight
How could we ever be strangers. Even the idea of it strays far from the actuality of life. It seems true, appears to be so, and at the same time is an utter impossibility. When we slide into home plate, fresh from our sojourn into form, will we look at one another and see strangers, …
The Promise
When Kenny was ill, we had a joke. He used to say, “Where would I go? There’s only here. There’s only now.” I’d look at him, and his precocious grin, and smile back.
Does Love Always Win?
It’s a common phrase amongst spiritual folk – Love always wins. Does it? It doesn’t seem like love always wins. It doesn’t even feel like love always wins. So … is it true? Does love win in the long run? If yes, how long a run? In my lifetime? In the lifetime of my children …
Let Them Fly
Writing about true nature is tricky. As best I can, realizing it’s not me writing words flow that are bound to fall short of the mark. They are arrows flying through appearances of time and space. I smile as my fingertips loose from the string of life and the arrows fly. Even a poor bowman, …
Center Stage
The idea that I am not, God Alone Is, used to leave me both free and a bit depressed. The depressed mind, that snippet of mind that still clung to individuality, realized that while it was good news and let me off the hook entirely, also interpreted that to mean I would dissolve into the …
Priceless
Give it an inch and it takes a mile. Life is always asking for a deeper letting go. Its ‘asks’ keep getting more and more subtle. The difference between holding on and letting go, unequivocally letting go, is nearly indistinct. My body reacts, holds on when the many PVCs fire off. Since I’ve a bit …
Remembrance
It does seem like humanity is waking up from the trance. At least, at times it does. 2020 has been a painful timeout for our world. Sometimes it feels like the trance is deeper, thicker, stickier. These are rugged times, not for wimps for sure. They are without doubt honing us in ways unimaginable, taking …
Amaya Gayle 