Evening Contemplation

When the sights and sounds are no longer present when the silence hangs in the air, and that quality of aloneness becomes unbearable to hold witness to any longer, hold onto truth and remember…….. 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



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