May a small circle of safety find you, even if it is only the space of one breath.

May the night be gentle around you, and may something quiet inside remind you

that you are still here, still held by the same life that beats in every heart.

May you feel, even for a moment, the soft presence that has never abandoned you— the one that lives beneath fear, beneath grief, beneath the sound of a world that has forgotten itself.

May your own courage return to you in waves, unexpected and tender, and may you know—without needing to understand how— that your existence matters, your breath matters, your light matters.

And may you be met, in ways seen and unseen, by compassion strong enough to stand with you through every moment of your life

You are not alone. You are not alone. You are not alone.

Nigel Lott

teaandzen.org

In the quiet between heartbeats a whisper calls you home, you are not broken you are becoming. These threads of silence and sound are letters from the threshold, offerings from the edge of stillness. Nigel  TEA AND ZEN - MAIN LIBRARY







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