By Amaya Gayle Gregory How much anger is stuffed inside? Every time someone hurt me and I didn’t know how…
Browsing: Mind and Body
By Amaya Gayle Gregory Is it enough to simply love, to love simply? Can we stop right here and let…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory Mind control is interesting. We flip out when we think another, let alone our government, is…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory Feeling life isn’t what you think it is. It’s not all that bad. You fear it.…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory It’s not about becoming … anything. It’s not even about freedom, truth or peace. For me,…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory I am the doer; there is no doer. What the heck? Does anyone actually factually know? …
By Amaya Gayle Gregory The world seems pretty damn real. It’s near impossible to be in the middle of the…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory To be here now, to simply be, is as ordinary as the ever-changing sky, the pregnant…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory Words are interesting, an attempt to nail down that which could never be pinned in place,…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory Everyone has their own gig. We are unique individualized experiencing vessels. Sometimes what another sees as…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory A dear friend, speaking to a beloved with little time left to live, asked about her…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory How much anger do you hold deep inside, stuffed into your cells, hidden beyond the reach…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory It seems trite, to sit here in my comfortable home and send thoughts and prayers to…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory I saw a meme today. It said, “When you transcend duality and no longer see life…
By Amaya Gayle Gregory It’s a paradox. Indefinable magic. Ordinary as can be. You can’t pin it down. Nothing and…