TEA AND ZEN - THREADS

Being that our atoms in our body were created at the start of our universe during the Big Bang. So if you look at it this way, then you’re about 13.7 billion years old. But your body also has heavier elements like copper and zinc. These atoms were created in the dying stage of an exploding star called a supernova. These elements were flung into space as dust and gas (stardust). Eventually, they coalesced to become part of a new forming solar system and our planet Earth. Because you are made from matter from the Earth, you are made of stardust from old supernovas. So turns out, you are bits and pieces of star and cosmic dust. E.H. SPRINKLE IT ALL AROUND THEN IN THE NAME OF LOVE. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

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It is only through a sense of humility that we may gain access to an open heart and the Love found there…….wherein we find no judgement….no preferences… in complete surrender we become one with all that is, now and forevermore. Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

“In desperate hope I go and search for her in all the corners of my room; I find her not. My house is small and what once has gone from it can never be regained. But infinite is thy mansion, my lord, and seeking her I have to come to thy door. I stand under the golden canopy of thine evening sky and I lift my eager eyes to thy face. I have come to the brink of eternity from which nothing can vanish---no hope, no happiness, no vision of a face seen through tears. Oh, dip my emptied life into that ocean, plunge it into the deepest fullness. Let me for once feel that lost sweet touch in the allness of the universe” ―Rabindranath Tagore Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

501 (C) 3 Non Profit, Registered Charity Tax Ein 81-3411835 Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

“May all sentient beings awaken to their own sense of equanimity born out of their hearts longing for peace and re-discover the one true nature that is inherent within them, within us all,…..in the transcendence of all suffering and travail. There are infinite possibilities that are born of knowing that all love surrounds us, lives within us and that all life is so very precious, there is not a moment to lose. Know that in the beginning, as in the end, it is....all that is or ever was or ever will be” …..Nigel Lott….. teaandzen.org Music ‘Transcendence’ ….Johannes Bornlöf Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Don’t surrender your loneliness so quicklyLet it cut more deepLet it ferment and season youAs few humanOr even divine ingredients canSomething missing in my heart tonightHas made my eyes so softMy voiceSo tenderMy need of GodAbsolutelyClear.” Music AV. Joseph Beg None of us can ever really be alone, Love is always with us, our loneliness is about thinking it is not….and that can never be true…..Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

If it is not my portion to meet thee in this lifethen let me ever feel that I have missed thy sight---let me not forget for a moment,let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreamsand in my wakeful hours.As my days pass in the crowded market of this worldand my hands grow full with the daily profits,let me ever feel that I have gained nothing---let me not forget for a moment,let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreamsand in my wakeful hours.When I sit by the roadside, tired and panting,when I spread my bed low in the dust,let me ever feel that the long journey is still before me---let me not forget a moment,let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreamsand in my wakeful hours.When my rooms have been decked out and the flutes soundand the laughter there is loud,let me ever feel that I have not invited thee to my house---let me not forget for a moment,let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreamsand in my wakeful hours. 501 (C) Non Profit, Registered Charity Tax EIN 81-3411835 Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Life, Love and Letting Go Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

We cannot know something until it has been given us to know, wrapped in the tapestry of our destiny in this lifetime. --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/teaandzen/message Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

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Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

“If I can't make it through one door, I'll go through another door- or i'll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.” ― Rabindranath Tagore “I have lived on the lip of insanity, wanting to know reasons, knocking on a door. It opens. I've been knocking from the inside." - Jalāl al-Dīn Muḥammad Rūmī Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

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You are the Letter written by God. You are the Mirror that reflects the Divine. Seek inside for all you want. Is all you are. There is nothing above or Beyond. Rumi. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

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“You CAN find your way in the dark……just open your heart……it knows the way home”. Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

“The minute I heard my first love story,I started looking for you, not knowinghow blind that was.Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere,they’re in each other all along…” — Rumi Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

In the name of creation…….of all that is sacred….. make your decisions in life with the best interests of all at heart……. in the name of Love…..in the name of Love. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

“I have lived on the lip of insanity, wanting to know reasons, knocking on a door. It opens. I've been knocking from the inside." Jalāl al-Dīn Muḥammad Rūmī Show me anger and I'll show you hurt, show me hurt and I'll show you love….. care to peel the layers? Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Even in the midst of your greatest suffering Love is always present within you….. no matter what. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

It costs me nothing to feel that I am; it is no burden to me. And yet if the mental, physical, chemical, and other innumerable facts concerning all branches of knowledge which have united in me could be broken up, they would prove endless. It is some untold mystery of unity in me, that has the simplicity of the infinite and reduces the immense mass of multitude to a single point. This One in me knows the universe of the many. But, in whatever it knows, it knows the One in different aspects. It knows this room only because this room is One to it, in spite of the seeming contradiction of the endless facts contained in the single fact of the room. Its knowledge of a tree is the knowledge of a unity, which appears in the aspect of a tree. This One in me is creative. Its creations are a pastime, through which it gives expression[vi] to an ideal of unity in its endless show of variety. Such are its pictures, poems, and music, in which it finds joy only because they reveal the perfect forms of an inherent unity. This One in me not only seeks unity in knowledge for its understanding and creates images of unity for its delight; it also seeks union in love for its fulfillment. It seeks itself in others. This is a fact, which would be absurd had there been no great medium of truth to give it reality. In love, we find a joy that is ultimate because it is the ultimate truth. Therefore it is said in the Upanishads that the advaitam is anantam,—"the One is Infinite"; that the advaitam is anandam,—"the One is Love." Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

May you be so Loved, to know how Lovable you are, and to experience the safety, the peace found in that love. Open your heart, to the humility that an open heart provides, and to hear deeply from within that space what the universe has to say to you. For it is only in humility that we can receive the teaching and...the love....that all truth offers. Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

What sound was that? I turn away, into the shaking room. What was that sound that came in on the dark?What is this maze of light it leaves us in?What is this stance we take,To turn away and then turn back?What did we hear? It was the breath we took when we first met. Listen. It is here. Harold Pinter Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

For the rest of your life make all that you do…..every thought word and deed……. a prayer for peace…..Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Sit as if on a lotus petal within your spiritual heart…just below the sternum. Be with the Love found there….know your true nature. “It is in the silence within, meeting the silence without......in that space, out of time....that all truth is found....beyond even a whisper.” ~ Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

A fundamental reminder….that in the end as there was in the beginning there is only ONE of us, ONE LOVE that lays at the heart of it all and that will set you free, sets us all free…….may you find your way there now.” Nigel Lott We never put another being out of our hearts because as we do so, we put ourselves outside of our own hearts equal measure. That is to say as long as we hold resentment, a non forgiving posture toward another we are in essence keeping ourselves out from the Love and the peace that Love offers, found in the heart…..we are hurting ourselves. That anger, fear, grief that you are holding onto contaminates your own system. By-all-means…. it maybe perfectly reasonable to be angry (grief) and in some cases the only safe thing to do is to remove yourself from the presence of the person, (sometimes permanently) place or thing whose behavior hurts and is at the very least unkind. However your emotional, psychological reaction to their behavior is your own work on yourself….all-ways. We will never get out of our suffering and travail by dumping it on an-other person, place or thing. Look, its OK to be angry (anger is always ultimately a grief moment) To stay there in anger however keeps you stuck. There is no redeeming value in doing so. Our freedom from what hurts comes about by griefing the perceived loss of Love which is ultimately an illusion (just saying) that is being mirrored in the process with the other entity, person place or thing and the behavior that drives us to the anger, that is driven by fear and the underlying grief that is at the heart of the matter. Finally we come to understand that when we do the work to allow ourselves back into our own hearts and the grace on offer……that when we do do this a space opens up for the other to do the same, seemingly by osmosis…without words, any external action on our part we offer a healing to that other being we had resentment and anger toward, by our own work on ourselves. “May all sentient beings awaken to their own sense of equanimity born out of their hearts longing for peace and re-discover the one true nature that is inherent within them, within us all…..beyond all suffering and travail. There are infinite possibilities that are born of knowing that all love surrounds us all, lives within us and that all life is so very precious, there is not a moment to lose. Knowing that in the beginning, as in the end, it is....all that is or ever was or ever will be” Nigel Lott. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

"In serving the heart of another we serve the heart within us and, the one love that connects us all……. nothing, simply nothing therefore is left undone." Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Long may your awareness of love and its power abide within you….its undying beauty always to remain. If you should forget its presence in you however….in times of trial and tribulation do not worry……for it will never forget you…..its truth forever your guide and friend. Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Whatever is held most sacred in your heart once….. is forever held there…..once sacred forever sacred…..master that you are of your own soul. Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

No-one can ever discount you without you discounting yourself. The other person is acting, speaking in a way that is hurtful and unkind but ultimately is coming up against an internal belief that is lodged within the make-up of your own system, that invariable has been there for sometime. No-one can ever discount you unless you simultaneously discount yourself. That other person is showing you a place where you have come to mistakenly believe you are unlovable, that you are not enough………the truth being that you are always lovable, always enough. So don’t hang out with people who are hurtful and unkind, (whenever you have the choice) and engage in discounting behavior….. by all means. However the psychological, emotional, and often somatic work to remove the original dynamic that drove your reaction to their behaviour (as a discount) is your own work on your-self. You are always lovable and enough………all-ways. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

In coming to the true wisdom of the heart we offer no resistance to circumstance, surrendering to it all with the utmost humility…. we come before love…..before God….wherein all questions are answered...beautifully. Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

“Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.” ― Rumi. Sit for 5 minutes and contemplate these words as the resonance of the music enters your spiritual heart just below the sternum, let it soak in, and fill you from head to toe. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Follow the way of the still, small voice within, which way leadeth to the heart of the universe. Divinity is at the heart of you. It is the root of you. It is the core of the core of your being. Golden Precepts of Esotericism. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

This poem speaks to a need to feed the ache and longing in our hearts to be one with it all. And to practice the things that help remind us of those truths, to cultivate unity and oneness beyond all illusion of there ever being two. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Every moment of anger that masks the fear that hides the longing (grief) in our lives, is a moment were we have come to believe that we are bereft of being one with Love. That is what all anger, fear and grief is about at its core. That love is not present within… is missing in action, when we give rise to a moment of anger, fear, grief. The belief in more intense moments can feel as if you have been torn from home, that there is no safety to be found, is that not what it feels like sometimes? And we internalize that energy that resonates at a frequency that is not the frequency of Love within our cellular, nervous system bodies, that we have collected over a lifetime and is so often triggered later in life by outer aspects and experiences that have a similar frequency, and then in turn dumping, transfering it as we do on the ones we most Love, the ones who out of their Love deeply remind us of our pain. That is why again in communication with other sentient beings we react more strongly to the tone, the resonance of what is be communicated than with what is being said. And so it is that when we fully open our hearts to anothers presence, in doing so that internalized dark energy is high-lighted by the presence of Love and indeed is in all actuality being brought forth for a healing. It can be said that the person whom you most love mirrors as well as that Love in you, the deepest aspects of your suffering and travail…..at times long hidden. I have come to understand that the more intense emotions, expressions of energy come from some of our earliest developmental years, often times pre-cognition. These are all exposed when in the presence of Love as much as we would prefer they are not. In this perfect union we call Love, that which is not about Love will be called forth for a healing and this is when the work begins and were so many relationships with others fail…. to be continued. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

“The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowinghow blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere,they’re in each other all along…” — Rumi Falling in Love, that which we call falling in Love is an awakening moment to that which is in your own heart and has been all along, reflected in the presence of an-other, (though in all truth at this level there has never been any ‘other’) That magical, mystical moment of falling in love is a moment when you are recognizing your own true nature, drawn forth from deep within your heart and soul. No-one is bringing you anything you didn’t have before you met them, Love has been with you all along. This person you have fallen in love with is acting as a mirror for the truth of who you really are that you had long forgotten now remembered. Of a love beyond measure that lays at the heart of all without beginning nor end….infinite in nature…..all heaven on earth. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

“What we speak becomes the house we live in.” – Hafiz It is the vibration, the tone of what is being said, when we communicate with another, of how the energy of those words spoken, resonate within the shared energy field. It is not the words that have the ultimate impact but the feel of those words that is reacted to. If we truly wish to be seen and heard then leave nothing to interpretation, speak only in words of silence with your eyes, and with all heart and soul. “It is in the silence within…meeting the silence without.....in that space out of time....that all truth is found....beyond even a whisper.” Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

Everyone you see, you say to them, "Love me." Of course you do not do this out loud, otherwise someone would call the cops. Still, though, think about this, this great pull in us to connect. Why not become the one who lives with a full moon in each eye that is always saying, with that sweet moon language, what every other eye in this world is dying to hear? ~ Hafiz Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

May love have its way with you…in all the ways it can….forevermore. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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 DONATE

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