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Chasing Shadows

The pursuit of wealth, though often celebrated, is but a fleeting illusion, a mirage that tempts the soul but never truly quenches its thirst. No matter how much we acquire, no matter how many riches we accumulate, there is always a gnawing emptiness that lingers within us, whispering that something is missing. And why? Because we do not truly know what "enough" is. In our blind chase for more, we fail to recognize that what we seek can never be found in material things.At the heart of this insatiable desire lies a deeper longing, a yearning that mirrors the cravings of an addict. The alcoholic, the drug addict, and the one who chases wealth all seek the same thing….an attempt to fill a void, to heal a sense of separation from the divine. We look outside of ourselves for what can only be found within, attempting to bridge the gap between us and the divine, to restore our lost union with the infinite.The truth is, the divine resides within us, in the silent depths of our being. Love, the eternal and boundless force that connects all, already flows through us. But in our relentless search for fulfillment through wealth, we are led astray, further from the truth. Like an addiction, the pursuit of material wealth pulls us farther away from the very essence of what we seek… union with the divine, the awareness that we are already whole.Money, in its essence, is neither good nor evil. It is a tool, a means of exchange, but it is not the path to divinity. It will not bring us closer to the God we seek, nor to the love that we long for. For the secret lies within: we are what we are searching for. The love, the peace, the union we seek is not out there, but here, inside us. We only need to look inward to realize that we have always been ONE with it….all.Nigel Lott teaandzen.org Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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poems of HOPE

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ENERGY IN MOTION

There is an aspect of suffering that stems from the deep-rooted tendency to rationalize our pain. When we experience hurt or trauma, we seek to make sense of it in the mind—creating stories that help us fit the pieces together. The ego, in its wisdom, attempts to explain and categorize our wounds, believing that if it can understand the cause, the pain will dissolve. But this is an illusion. The truth is that the pain, the resonance of the experience, lingers far beyond the reach of reason. It is not the mind that heals the heart, but the body that holds the energy.The resonance of trauma…..the energetic imprint it leaves behind…..becomes embedded in the very fabric of our being. It enters the energy body first, then reverberates through our cells, and eventually seeps into the nervous system, leaving a subtle yet indelible mark. Over time, this unresolved energy accumulates, manifesting in some cases as physical illness or spiritual dissonance. In truth, the body is the keeper of memory, and all unresolved pain is stored within it until we find a way to release it…essentially to cry out our pain.From about the age of two, as we begin to develop cognition, we begin trying to make sense of our experiences. The emerging of our cognition and ego structures begin to think we can rationalize the pain away, unconsciously convincing ourselves that the energy of the experience will pass out from us this way. But this is a false comfort. Like a baby’s cry, which is not just a sound but a powerful vibration, the energy of trauma holds a certain resonance. A baby’s cry is not only a release of emotion; it is a cry-out to the universe, to clear the shadow from the energy body and restore the soul to its original state of love—its true frequency. We are born of this vibration: 528 Hz……the frequency of unconditional love.As we journey through life, these experiences—painful and unprocessed—collect in our energy field, creating distortions. Anger, fear, and grief form layers that veil our true nature. But it is always grief at the core. Grief is the deepest wound, the one that keeps us tethered to the past. It’s the wound from which all other emotional distortions spring. Fear and anger are but the surface manifestations of this buried grief. We walk through life carrying the weight of these unresolved energies, unaware of the toll they take on our body and soul.The ego believes it can overcome trauma by rationalizing it, by thinking its way out of the pain. But energy cannot be processed in this way. We cannot rationalize our trauma out of existence. We can only release it, by feeling it fully, by crying it out, by letting the energy return to the flow. Like a baby, we must cry out, not just when the need arises, but whenever we are called to release the shadow that clouds our heart. The key to healing is not in the mind’s attempts to make sense of it all, but in the soul’s call to let go, to return to love.Yet, many of us find it difficult to cry. We hold the grief, the anger, the fear, believing we must carry it. But the body does not lie, and eventually, the energy demands to be released. This is where the mystic practice of allowing the energy to surface comes in. Through deep inner work and spiritual practices, we can create space for the energy to move, to be expressed, to be released. And when we allow this process, we return to our original state—love, the true vibration of our being.We cannot rationalize our trauma out of existence. We can only release it, by feeling it fully, by crying it out, by letting the energy return to the flow. Like a baby, we must cry out, not just when the need arises, but whenever we are called to release the shadow that clouds our heart. The key to healing is not in the mind’s attempts to make sense of it all, but in the soul’s call to let go, to return to love. Nigel Lott teaandzen.org Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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MANY HEARTS - ONE LOVE

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

When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water.And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”— Wendell Berry Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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CONTEMPLATION

"Do you seek the source of your creation here on earth?It is here, always has been. It never left.You only believed it did.This belief—that all LOVE has been lost, in becoming human—is the root cause of all human suffering.Look no further than your own sacred heart, for there in the quiet chambers of your being, you will find what you call heaven.And there, too, you will find your God.You will find LOVE, ever-present, ever-unfolding.May you awaken to this truth now." Nigel Lott teaandzen.org Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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An evening poem and blessing.

All I know is loveA billion times God has turned manInto HimselfYou stand in line for theHighest giftFor His generosity cannot end.But best to bring an instrument alongWhile waiting in the cold desertAnd make some dulcet soundsTo accompany the palms’ swaying armsThat are casting silhouettesAgainst the sky’s curtainFrom our fire.Remind the Friend of your desireAnd great patience.A billion times God has turned manBack into Herself.We all stand in lineFor the highestGift.“Back Into Herself” Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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The Sacred Balance: Truth, Boundaries, and Love

In a world veiled by illusion and noise……where confusion masquerades as clarity and conflict often drowns out meaning—truth remains a light that awakens the soul. Yet when truth is delivered without care or held without compassion, it can wound more than it heals. For truth to become a vehicle of transformation, it must be carried gently…..contained within spiritual boundaries that shield our inner life, and infused with the harmonizing presence of love.Those who have walked the mystical path through the ages have known that truth is not always a comfort. It can liberate, yes…..but it can also unsettle, dismantle, and expose. When spoken without discernment, truth becomes a blade rather than a balm. This is why boundaries are essential…..not to divide, but to safeguard. They create the sacred space in which truth can be shared with grace and received with openness. They help us stay whole while engaging the world honestly.And then there is love.Love is not an addition to truth, but its essential companion. It is the frequency that softens what truth reveals. With love, boundaries become not fortresses, but sanctuaries. Truth becomes not a force of destruction, but of healing.Without love, truth can become harsh. Without love, boundaries may breed distance or fear. But when love holds both—when truth is offered with compassion and boundaries are drawn with wisdom…..we participate in something divine. We become messengers not only of insight, but of deep, sacred change.In these uncertain times, may we walk with clarity. May we speak with honesty, protect our spirit with care, and above all, move through the world in love.Nigel Lott teaandzen.org Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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Meditation on Letting Go of Grief

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EVENING CONTEMPLATION

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.Nigel Lott teaandzen.orgMay all Love watch over you this night. Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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