Years back I was given a vision that has become clearer as time has passed, and we have moved into its undeniable reality. This isn’t the first time I’ve shared it but it is the first time that I actually feel that I understand its full meaning. I saw a bridge.The bridge reminded me of …
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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 …
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 …
Flip Flop, Flip Flop, Flip
I’ve been watching how this body-mind is organically moved into action, the way emotions trickle or flood in and movement occurs. These inputs, sensations, threads of thought, are not consciously chosen. They simply appear. The sensations and thoughts create the many flavors of life, the delicious bits I savor, the inedible mouthfuls I attempt to …
The Juice of Transformation
lies in the heart of chaos … Are you wondering whether you should leave your spiritual practices and spend your time resisting the harm being done? Are you trying to decide if you should quit spending so much time on your own baggage and instead, help to allay the suffering of others? Your wondering is …
Ripples of Infinite Aliveness
Years back, my favorite expression was, “What about this can’t you love?” It kind of still is, but I understand it totally differently and probably would use another word besides love, although love when understood for what it actually is, works beautifully. This. Just this. Only this. This alone. This this. Yeah. Life exactly as …
The Self: Mind’s Masterpiece
There’s an infinitesimal tipping point, a razor’s edge of sorts, where the individuated mind assumes control, or seems to, but of course, it doesn’t really. It’s that breath where the pause between thoughts, the spaciousness of beingness, is stealthily overwritten by identity. It’s a spellbinding miracle, that nothing creates something out of nothing, or the …
We have to be thoroughly trained
Throughout the years, we have been trained. Part of the training is to see others as trained, but not ourselves. Even though we are the others that others are trained to see as trained, we tend to miss that little nuance. The training says we must know what’s right and speak out when we see …
A Proving Ground for Love
I haven’t always loved as deeply as I could have. After Kenny passed I could see ways that I had fallen short, of what I am not sure. Perhaps of pure love, totally selfless love, the love that I feel and sense when I am clear and attuned to This That Is. I loved him …
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? …
Rolling in Clover
Here I go again … loving me some what ifs! What if there’s nothing wrong? What if you’ve never made a mistake? What if everything is as it is and couldn’t be any other way … or it would be? Can you relax into that? Can you let the hard times be hard, let the …
A Bug in Amber
It’s such a paradox. We are caught in the middle, trapped like a bug in amber, capable of feeling joy in the midst of sweet sorrow, sorrow in the midst of joyful acceptance. Here, living a human life, we are not only capable, but it seems fated, destined to experience the pull of two. The …
Amaya Gayle 