THE MORNING POEM

The Summer Day by Mary Oliver

THERE IS NO DEATH OF THE ETERNAL

Dying is not an ending but a threshold,

BELOVED I AM HERE — A Meditation for When Love Feels Lost

A meditation for when love feels lost.

LOVE NOTE XI

When surrendered to, Love heals all pain

ONE FACE, ONE HEART - A GUIDED MEDITATION

ONE FACE, ONE HEART - a guided meditation

BEHIND THE MASKS: ONE HEART, MANY FACES

This episode from my blog explores how we hide behind identities — race, nation, religion, gender, and history — and act as if those costumes define us. Through poetic reflection, it shows that beneath every mask there is the same breath, the same longing to belong, and a shared consciousness. Fear and

TEA AND ZEN BOOK CIRCLE

I. The Language of Silence and Presence Jean Klein – Transmission of the Flame— Dialogues in the lineage of Advaita that dissolve separation gently, without metaphysical strain. Robert Adams – Silence of the Heart— A rare collection of satsangs; utterly humble, radiant with kindness. Brother Lawrence – The Practice of the Presence of

LOVE NOTES X

There are moments when language is not born of thought, but of presence

A LOVING KINDNESS MEDITATION

A Soft Return to the Heart This meditation is a quiet invitation to return—to the tenderness that lives beneath all defenses, to the love that asks for nothing, to the part of you that still wishes others well, even after all you’ve been through. Loving-kindness is not performance.

GUIDED FORGIVENESS MEDITATION

In the end, as in the beginning, there is only One of us. One Love — at the heart of all things — that frees us the moment we surrender to it. May you find your way there now. – Nigel Lott We never put another being out of our hearts without, in

A LETTER TO THE TEA AND ZEN COMMUNITY

Beloved friends, As many of you know, my life and work have been rooted in presence for many decades — in sitting with those who feel alone, in offering quiet companionship, in listening with the whole heart. Much of this has unfolded through my volunteer work with the dying in local

A BLESSING FOR THE DARK TIMES

May a small circle of safety find you, even if it is only the space of one breath.