Love Notes XXXII
Stay close to the breath. Not to the mind that measures and searches, but to the quiet tide beneath all things. The breath arrives before the wound, before the longing, before the story of who you are. And sometimes, if you listen carefully enough, it begins to whisper: nothing is missing.
Stay close to the breath.
Not to the mind that measures, compares, and searches, but to the quiet tide moving beneath all things.
The breath arrives before every thought of who you are.
Before the wound. Before the longing. Before the unfinished story.
And if you listen carefully, there are moments when the breath itself begins to whisper: Nothing is missing.
Not because you have completed yourself,
but because what you are was never incomplete.
Nigel Lott teaandzen.org
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May the work offered here serve peace, serve healing, serve remembrance, and serve the quiet dignity of being alive. May this sanctuary belong not to one person alone, but to the field of life itself.
And may all who encounter it feel, even for a moment, that nothing is missing and they are not alone.
