CONTEMPLATION

What an absurdity, this notion that we are separate. That you and I stand apart, divided, different somehow — as though the soul could ever be measured by boundaries or walls. And for what? For the belief that there is not enough love to go around?

Love is not a rationed storehouse. It is not diminished by being shared. It flows as the breath flows, unbroken, infinite, and free. Every act of kindness multiplies it; every glance of compassion widens its river. To imagine otherwise is to mistake shadow for substance, illusion for truth.

And so, let us return to what is real: the current that binds us, the song that sings us, the fire that warms us all. Here, in the remembrance of oneness, all fear falls silent. Here, we discover that love is never lacking, never divided — it is simply waiting to be seen, received, and given again.

There is enough love for you, always and forever.

Nigel Lott teaandzen.org

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