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ALL IS SACRED

Now is the time to knowThat all that you do is sacred.Now, why not consider A lasting truce with yourself and God.Now is the time to understand That all your ideas of right and wrong Were just a child's training wheels To be laid aside When you finally live With veracity And love.YOU are a divine envoy Whom the Beloved Has written a holy message upon.My dear, please tell me, Why do you still Throw sticks at your heart And God?What is it in that sweet voice inside That incites you to fear?Now is the time for the world to know That every thought and action is sacred.This is the time For you to compute the impossibility That there is anything But Grace.Now is the season to know That everything you do Is sacred. -HafizConsider that EVERYTHING in existence is sacred and act accordingly…with all your heart. Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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THE BUDDHA’S LAST INSTRUCTION

“Make of yourself a light,”said the Buddha,before he died.I think of this every morningas the east beginsto tear off its many cloudsof darkness, to send up the firstsignal — a white fanstreaked with pink and violet,even green.An old man, he lay downbetween two sala trees,and he might have said anything,knowing it was his final hour.The light burns upward,it thickens and settles over the fields.Around him, the villagers gatheredand stretched forward to listen.Even before the sun itselfhangs, disattached, in the blue air,I am touched everywhereby its ocean of yellow waves.No doubt he thought of everythingthat had happened in his difficult life.And then I feel the sun itselfas it blazes over the hills,like a million flowers on fire —clearly I’m not needed,yet I feel myself turninginto something of inexplicable value.Slowly, beneath the branches,he raised his head.He looked into the faces of that frightened crowd. Mary OliverNigel Lott Tea And Zen Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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I THINK I JUST WANT TO BE SAD TODAY

I think I just want to be sad today, the way manyare in this world. True, God rides in my pocket,as He does in yours.Yes, I could lift Him out and look upon variousrealms of light and know great happiness. MaybeI will do that tomorrow.The ocean has moods. Have you not seen how itscolor can change, and the waves force and heightscan differ? - Hafiz Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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LAY IT ALL DOWN AT THE MASTERS FEET

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DESTINY

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LOVE’S LUMINOUS BRIDGE

Love is the bridge between you and everything, and the truth, the ever loving truth can often be seen just beyond the shadows - Jalāl al-Dīn Muḥammad Rūmī.and you are it! can you fathom that, can you understand that you are, as you are right here in this moment, that you are creation itself, all Love manifesting to the contrary of anything else! - Nigel Lott meditationsansfrontieres.com Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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HARMONY WITHIN.

Breathe in through the nose for 4 seconds, hold at the top for four seconds, breathe down your nose four seconds, hold four seconds….repeat the cycle 10 times…gently…so very gently.Let all worldly experience dissolve in the well of the spiritual heart, just below the sternum.Be at Peace.Nigel Lott Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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SOLAR GRATITUDE

“Be grateful for your life, every detail of it, and your face will come to shine like a sun, and everyone who sees it will be made glad and peaceful. Persist in gratitude, and you will slowly become one with the Sun of Love, and Love will shine through you its all-healing joy. The path of gratitude is not for children; it is path of tender heroes, of the heroes of tenderness who, whatever happens, keep burning on the altar of their hearts the flame of adoration.” Rumi Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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HAPPY THANKSGIVING

This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes As an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still treat each guest honorably. He may be clearing you out for some new delight. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond. - Rumi Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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DANTE’S PRAYER

MAY ALL LOVE BECOME YOU…………………………………………………..MAY YOU BE AT PEACE Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe
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