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When Grief Arrives Like Weather

This episode explores grief as a sudden, immersive force that strips away surface and reveals deeper truths of love and connection. Through poetic reflections, it shows grief not only as pain but as a doorway to remembrance, enduring bonds, and the light that remains after loss.
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Meditation : A Candle in the Quiet: Being a Point of Light

This episode explores the gentle power of presence: how resting in your inner flame becomes a sanctuary for others. It reflects on listening, small acts of tenderness, and the steady light we offer without needing to fix or explain.
Through imagery of candles, breath, and quiet attention, it invites listeners to embody stillness and trust that even a faint glow can guide and reassure, reminding us that each person carries an eternal ember.
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Armored Hearts: The Hidden Grief Behind Arrogance

This episode explores how arrogance and bullying are protective defenses rooted in deep inner fragility and grief.It explains that such behaviors are not signs of strength but fear-based constructions formed to survive loss, and invites listeners to recognize the pain beneath the posture while holding people accountable.
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Meditation Return to the hearts truth

Begin in stillness. Let the body rest. Let the breath be soft. Let the defenses loosen, just enough to listen.
There is a place inside you that has never left the garden. It is not wounded. It is not confused. It is not afraid. It waits, patiently, beneath every story. Beneath every betrayal of yourself.
Beneath the hiding, the pleasing, the pushing, the pretending. This place — this heart’s truth — does not shout. It does not force. It whispers. And when you stop, truly stop, it sings.
Let yourself feel, beloved. Feel the pain of not living from this place. Feel the weight of the masks. Feel the sorrow of all the ways you’ve abandoned yourself, and all the ways the world taught you to.
Breathe.
Do not turn away. This ache is not a problem. It is a passage. A sacred threshold. Every time you return to this heart, you return to God.
Every time you speak from this place, you heal the earth. Every time you choose truth over comfort, love over safety, presence over performance — the veil thins.
Now breathe gently into your chest.
Place your hand there if you wish.
Feel the warmth of your own remembrance.
You are home. You are free. You are enough.
Just as you are.
Let this knowing anchor you today.
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The Truth of Any Matter

“I am not concerned with what you do or how you do it. Let everything be done with love and compassion. Without this root, your actions cannot bear fruit, for they cannot embody the truth of any matter.”
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There Is A Joy

There is a joy that leaves no trace of harm. No wounded heart behind it.
No silence broken to serve it. It asks nothing, takes nothing, and yet blesses everything it touches. But there’s another kind — a joy that comes at the expense of another’s pain. That’s not joy, beloved.
It’s only the costume joy wears when it forgets who it is. A flicker pretending to be flame.
True joy doesn’t borrow. It arrives as a gift — whole, radiant, and already complete.
It’s not mine or yours, not earned or withheld. It belongs to Life itself.
And when it moves through you,
you remember what cannot be taken, only shared.
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On Love

People have very different views and ideas of the word Love, of what it means to them...to numerous to count, this is what I have come to understand it means to me.
When I speak of Love, I am not speaking of romance, nor of preference, nor of the fleeting warmth of affection. I am speaking of the deepest force in the universe — the field in which all things arise, dissolve, and are made whole again.
Love is not a feeling, though it may move through our feelings. Love is not an idea, though we may try to give it names. Love is the original coherence — the vastness that holds even our wounds, our failures, our grief.
To enter Love is to discover that nothing is beyond healing. Every wound can soften, every shadow can be met, every exile can be welcomed home. For Love does not oppose darkness; it illumines it. Love does not erase suffering; it enfolds it until suffering remembers its own place in the larger light.
When I say Love heals, I do not mean that it rescues us from life. I mean that it restores us to life — whole, tender, true. In surrendering to Love, we cease fighting the currents that have always carried us. We discover that what we thought was broken beyond repair is already held, already mending, already known.
Love is vast. So vast that we cannot contain it, only be contained by it. So vast that even our resistance is embraced. So vast that our very existence is a testament to it.
This is the Love I point toward. This is the Love I serve.
Love is the breath of the soul, the eternal current that flows through us, guiding us home. When we root ourselves in Love….pure, unconditional, infinite….we become vessels for creation, and everything we touch begins to reflect that light.
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Words from the other side of silence

In answer to the question is there anything that can be conveyed from the other side of silence to the earth and its current state of madness?
The world is not lost, though it feels shattered.
What you call madness is the breaking open of what has long been hidden—fear, greed, the old architectures of separation.
They are collapsing because they can no longer hold. Beneath the noise, there is a deeper current moving—quiet, patient, steady. Love has not left. Presence has not weakened. The heart of the earth is still pulsing in harmony, though human minds often cannot hear it through the storm.
What matters now is remembering: To pause. To breathe. To return to the place in you untouched by chaos. To see clearly: madness is not the whole story; it is only the surface froth. To stand in dignity, tenderness, and coherence, even when the world forgets its own.
The invitation is not to fix the madness, but to remember the stillness beneath it and live from there. Every act of gentleness, every choice for truth, every moment of presence is not small—it is a recalibration of the whole........Silence is not absence. It is the place where the earth, and you, are already whole.
The edge of stillness, where all is known… from the other side of silence.
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The Heart is The New Ground

I have discovered that resistance is not my enemy. It has never truly been against me. What I call resistance is a signal, an old trembling that appears when I am standing at the edge of new ground. It comes wrapped in fog, in hesitation, in the old stories that whisper, “not yet, not good enough, not safe.”
But I see it differently now. Resistance is loudest when the crossing is near. It rises not because I am far away, but because I am standing at the threshold. It is the last cry of the old terrain as I lean toward what has always been waiting.
And what is this new ground? It is not distant. It is not foreign. It is the heart. The heart is the new ground — the old homeland, the soil that remembers me. To step into the heart is to come home, to let tenderness and coherence re-establish their quiet reign.
So when resistance appears, I know where I am. I know I am close. I do not need to fight it. I need only to see it, breathe with it, and step through. Each time I cross, I discover again that the new land is already here, pulsing within me: the heart.
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The Recognition of Love

Everywhere we look, life is unfolding in countless forms. From the smallest seed breaking open beneath the soil, to the vast turning of the stars above, creation is a living whole. Human life, the wider web of animals and plants, and even the dimensions of being we cannot see — all are expressions of the same Source.
At its heart, creation is not random or mechanical. It is the manifestation of love and light taking form. Each living being, each aspect of existence, is a doorway through which this love becomes present in the world.
The divisions we draw — between species, between cultures, between the visible and the unseen — are illusions that cause us to forget our belonging. When we recognize that all life arises from the same Source, a different way of seeing emerges. We begin to notice the underlying unity that holds us, the thread of connection that binds all things.
This recognition is more than an idea. It changes how we live. It softens the urge to compete, to divide, to harm. It deepens our respect for one another and for the earth. It brings a sense of freedom, because the walls that keep us apart — from each other, from nature, from what we call spirit — begin to dissolve.
To live from this place is not to escape the world, but to engage with it more fully. It is to see each being, each moment, as part of love’s unfolding. It is to remember that we ourselves are not separate, but participants in the one great movement of creation.
When we recognize this, we find ourselves standing on common ground with all that exists. And from that ground, a more compassionate, just, and peaceful way of living becomes possible. Nigel Lott teaandzen.org
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