I’ve been listening to performances of Cohen’s ‘Hallelujah’. Listening and singing along, paying attention to the verses that vary from version to version. Today they struck a different tone for me and got me thinking, wondering, feeling into the depths of love, and how we say we love, but realizing that most of the time …
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Tears for a Warped World
It’s a warped world we are living in right now. This afternoon I started crying and couldn’t stop. Sophia is still sitting at my feet, snuggling, soothing. Nothing set me off. There was no particular reason. I’m blessed. I have seen through the ruse. I am in on the cosmic joke. I am aware of …
The Empty Tomb is Not What You Think
The Kingdom of God, oh if only we understood those words and didn’t think they were a physical location. To Christians, it means heaven. To New Agers it is other dimensional. To many it means the splitting of worlds, a hard take on the heaven/hell story only for the less religious. Bodies separated by time …
I Shall Not Look Away, but I Will Remember
I Shall Not Look Away, but I Will Remember Few want to be poor, but that seems to be the direction life is taking the 99% of us. Some don’t see it barreling this way, believing they have enough for their own safety. They don’t realize that the US coffers are being systematically drained, that …
And that my friends, is abuse!
I was raised in the church, sang in the choir from the time I was little until my mid-teens, went to youth group, and most of my family’s outings were church campouts and picnics. At the age of 16 while sitting in the balcony listening to the Sunday sermon and the preacher telling me who …
The Most Radical Act
The most radical thing I can do is not fighting against this regime, although I shall not be quiet. I shall speak up, speak out, but that’s not the most radical act. It is not the most powerful response that lies within me. I shall dance and let tears of joy fall down my face. …
Overcoming Self-Doubt: A Journey to Enoughness
I thought it was me. All those years I thought it was me, that I wasn’t—smart enough, pretty enough, clever enough, good enough—you know, loveable. Something didn’t add up, but I didn’t know what it was, so the only answer left to me was to try harder. I carefully picked out clothes and counted every …
Escapism: an endless litany of prayers
Can anyone escape reality? We try, oh how we try. Religion of all sorts is an attempt to escape our current experience, to put aside or behind the very real visceral sensations, emotions, thoughts and feelings about what’s here now. Whether the religion is money, one defined by a divine master, non-duality (there ain’t nothing …
Are you afraid to die? If you said ‘no’, are you sure?
Why do you suppose most people are afraid to die? Yeah, I know. Not you. You’ve got it dialed in. You’re not afraid, you’d just rather it wasn’t today, or it wasn’t painful, or it wasn’t a burden to those you love, or you didn’t have to suffer. Most have their own conditions on death. …
Estrangement:, the ultimate appearance of separation
For most of us, programming determines every step we take. It tells us who we are supposed to be, what we should do and not do, who we must love and who should love us regardless of what we do and how we behave. It also stealthily flips our inner switch to guilt when we …
The Plague of Seriousity that Consumes Most Lives
By many of the comments my posts receive or messages that are sent, it seems that a lot of people see me as a bit of a paradox. The questions that float in the air are understandable. Heck, in fact I’d be surprised if they weren’t. Minds want to understand even though that is impossible, …
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 …
Trying to Make Life Sit and Stay
7 lessons learned the hard way Whatever practice resonates with you, do that. It’s not as if you could choose not to. Just don’t expect it to end suffering, not the worlds, nor yours. Damn those expectations. 😉 Practices are everywhere. They come in all shapes and forms, some you’d call a practice and …
We Aren’t Fighting a Political Battle
Life is fascinating when you can see through the horrors, when you are willing to stand without running, and let it rip your heart out. It will. It will take every single person you love, everything you thought important, the innocents: the children, the soft and cuddly 4-leggeds, the mothers and fathers, sons and daughters, …
An Invitation to Sheer Anarchy
I’ve been called a revolutionary, radical to the core. My son used to cringe and say I was an old hippie and coming from him, it wasn’t meant as a compliment. I just smiled and said an inward ‘thank you’ and went about whatever it was I was doing that elicited such praise. The cringe …
Amaya Gayle 