

Equals or Others
Today I've been thinking about the concept of evil and how it's being packaged and sold to us as something to avoid at all costs. When you turn evil around, you have live with two distinct pronunciations. So is evil just live energy? That would make the Tree of Knowledge about good and live energy. That would make us about good and live energy. Live energy has capacity for good, bad and ugly. Knowledge is knowing the ledge. Knowing when you are at capacity. An 'oh' moment.

Gloria Miller
19 hours ago2 min read


Embody Your Body: How Diana Ross and James Acaster Helped Me Do It!
Gloria Miller as Supremely, Diana Ross! Getting older is a bitch and it takes guts to weather this process. Do I have the guts? Do I have what it takes to age gracefully? Both of my parents lived into their 90s and I cannot remember an aging complaint from either of them. They were from that get-on-with-it generation who didn’t have the alphabet soup to shelter them. There was no talk of ADHD and spectrums, just one day at a time, one foot in front of the other. Now in my 60t

Gloria Miller
2 days ago3 min read


Zero State: A Journey into Stillness (2 of 5)
The Hidden Architecture of the Zero State When the world goes silent around you, something deeper starts humming beneath you. That’s the hidden architecture of the zero state. On the surface, it looks like collapse — the slackening of desire, the soft fade of ambition, the strange heaviness that settles in the bones. But inside that quiet is a compression so dense it almost disguises itself as emptiness. Energy never disappears; it folds in on itself. This is the physics of n

Gloria Miller
Nov 14, 20252 min read


Zero State: When Nothing Holds Everything (1 of 5)
Fire and Ice in Suspension

Gloria Miller
Nov 8, 20252 min read


A Tree Standing Strong in the Mist of Toxic Whiteness
Once upon a time, in a beautiful forest, there stood a powerful tree. Her roots dug deep, her branches stretched high, and her trunk grew strong, forged by years of weathering storms. The tree has stood in this forest for many seasons—facing endless winters, blistering heat, and all manner of challenges that would test her resilience. And, as the years passed, this tree grew weary. One November day, a toxic, white mist swept across the forest, casting a shadow that felt heavy

Gloria Miller
Nov 14, 20244 min read
