… a two-part inquiry into the darkness and the light Lord of the Rings is one of my favorite movies. Some people I’ve talked with about it thought it was too violent for them to watch. I get that. It definitely has its darkness, kind of like our world. I decided to watch the two …
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The Open Door Inviting Trauma and Pain into Our Lives
I started out puzzling over racism this morning and wondering why it’s a thing, other than the societal programming that’s been around for ages. My granddad was racist, blatantly so. I had heard the ‘N’ word many times in his home. It angered me while breaking my heart for the obvious hypocrisy. Go to church …
The Places We Most Fear to Go
I’ve been reading quite a few novels lately, sci-fi, of course. I love science fiction. It’s such a great teacher. A new insight never fails to appear, opening possibilities previously not on my radar screen. Last night, towards the end of the seventh volume in the series I am reading, the author introduced the likelihood …
A Confluence of Spirituality and Humanity
There is an interesting confluence of spirituality and humanity occurring. I wondered what it would be. Now I see clearly. In the past I have referred to the intersection of divine and human as the center of the cross, the sweet spot where we are what is, where we pour love onto saint and sinner …
The Storyless Story
I am human and even that label is more than suspect. Any label you attach to me is in error. Labels merely point to how you perceive that I am showing up in the moment, how you want me to show up, or how you believe I showed up in what you deem our past. …
The Sacred Thirds: Grief, Numbness, Distraction
After Kenny died, my day was split into three compartments: grieving, numbing out, and distraction. The grief was intense. Had I allowed it free rein, I likely wouldn’t be here today. I needed to absorb and integrate, to feel into nothing at all, to clear out of the painful shards without actually doing anything. I …
An Unstoried Life
There is a deep responsibility for life that lives within each of us. As we move along the spiritual path we learn to surrender, to let life be as it is, for it is as it is whether we let it be or not. Eventually when the surrender is complete, a new understanding dawns: this …
The Reality of Mortality
It doesn’t matter if you are black or white, red or blue, able to pay the bills, squeaking by or living in a tent, life on planet earth will eventually break you. The only difference is how long it takes before you truly grok the fact that no one gets out of here alive and …
The Body of God: The Mystery of Our Humanness
This earth and her inhabitants, the planets and stars, the appearance of space and time, of matter, both dark and visible, energy from zero point to the most concentrated, all that has been discovered and has yet to be—the universe in her completeness; the cosmos in her orderliness; the unknown in her mystery—is the body …
Holy and Broken Love
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 …
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 …
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 …
Disbelieving Appearances: A Path to Aliveness
It’s a conundrum. I have no idea what is of the greatest value. I find it important to share what is happening in our world, and yet I can’t help but think that the sharing is redundant, that you already know about the world’s depravity, its deep dive into cruelty, its lack of a heart-based …
An Ode to Hopelessness
If I was focused on the insanity around me, I would be sleepless, anxious, and quite rightly, unhinged. Some say I’m already that last one so I’m guessing I haven’t far to go to get there, wherever there is. Good thing there is no there, only here and the idea, the thought, the belief in …
Amaya Gayle 