May you be held in this moment exactly as you are.

May the weight you carry be met by a love deeper than effort.

May you know that even here—especially here—you are not alone.

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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