Regardless of how deeply the recognition of consciousness has set it roots into the no-thing-ness that is currently appearing in form as you, me and the world, the fact remains that we are here now and embodied. Today, many talk about reality, about non-duality, about no one, no world. It’s particularly popular. Heck, I do …
Is Thought the Problem?
What if thought isn’t the problem? What if thought doesn’t create good or bad? We’ve been conditioned to believe that thought creates our experience of the world and to carefully watch what we think. What a heavy load to carry — a cross of immense proportions. What if it doesn’t? What if the thoughts aren’t …
Simple or Complex?
You can never understand a truth that you’ve yet to experience. Your mind will twist any expression of truth it doesn’t understand into a concept, something digestible, based in what is known. Without a true reference point, lacking insight, experience and integration, that ‘new’ understanding will fall short and be much more complex than the …
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 …
The Gate
What is the sound of a tree falling without the ear to hear it, or at least a mechanical ear, a sound recorder? What is the sparkle of starlight without an eye to perceive it? Does one exist without the other? They are intimately woven together. The idea of one without the other is a …
No Past, No Future
There is no past. There is no future. These aren’t just words. They don’t point to something at a mysterious or quantum level. They are much more valuable than nearly all words in any language but you need to go deeper than a mental understanding to grok what they offer. You have to go into …
Broken
I am broken. Profoundly broken. Humpty Dumpty broken. Having seen through the veils of separation, rather than a life of bliss, I find my inherent brokenness — that which I ran from, that which pushed me into self sacrifice and sucked out all that I was — still here, the same but different. I taste …
I Exist
I am. That is undeniable and yet it felt in the beginning like I am not. The I that is not, that seemed to have disappeared, is what many call an ego. It is not gone, non-existent, rather is it filling its intended role instead of wreaking havoc, creating veils, pushing itself to fix, change …
I’m Sorry
Love means never having to say you’re sorry.” Do you remember that quote? Does understanding the perfection of our experiences, that everything happens as it does and that we learn and grow from it as we can in the moment, mean that we forgo the shared connection, that we overlook the cry of pain? Even …
Real or Not Real?
I cannot do. I cannot not do. Amaya does what she does. She fascinates me. She has no control over what she does or doesn’t do. She isn’t doing her life — This Is. Amaya is the illusion of a somebody. This illusion allows for the playing of the game: no gamepiece, no movement around …
WHO ARE YOU? Who cares? Who are you anyway? Thoughts don’t think. Emotions don’t feel. Sensations don’t hurt, don’t heal. Who hurts?Who suffers?Who believes anything? Isn’t it simply another thought that says, I thought that? Isn’t it just one more thought that takes an emotion and makes it into something other than a passing fancy …
A Dream in GodMind
Tears are running down my cheeks. God, I love life. I read this quote, “If you could see your whole life start to finish, would you change anything?” With that simple question I dropped to my knees. There is nothing I would change, nothing I could change in this holy hologram, and knowing that, accepting …
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 …
Looking For God
Life as a separate self is a shadow’s thread of reality, and yet we cling to it, desperate to continue what we believe to be life. It seems we fear death but we do not. We fear the truth, our true nature, what we sense as nothing, not understanding that nothing is actually no thing. …
Life Itself!
Identity is a sneaky rascal. ‘I am not’ can become one as easily as mother, feminist, father, actor, actress. It seems to be a last ditch effort of the character to ensure the movie’s not cancelled, to set a hook in the ephemeral screen, in video gameland. What is it that is desired so primally, …
Amaya Gayle 