Love and Presence
Some souls touch our lives only briefly, yet leave behind something quiet and unmistakable. A few words for Mark, a gentle soul whose path crossed mine for a little while—and whose passing deserves a moment of tenderness, remembrance, and peace.
Love Notes
When the noise within us begins to quiet, we discover that the world has been waiting in silence too. In that meeting, something timeless reveals itself—not as an answer, but as a truth already known.
Podcast
What if nothing ever truly leaves Love—and what we call separation is only an appearance that, in time, must give way?
August 22nd 2013 The ancient practice of gesture, energy, grounding, and embodied awareness ES Weightless Moments : Mathilda Skonare Karlsson0:00/191.7841× For many people, the word mudra immediately brings to mind someone sitting in meditation, perhaps cross-legged, with the thumb and forefinger gently touching. That is certainly a
Field Notes
There is a kind of knowing that appears only when nothing is being added. In the quiet spaces between thought, word, and movement, something deeper begins to speak.
Field Notes
Sometimes love does not arrive as a grand gesture. Sometimes it is simply a pot of rice, a pair of hands, and someone doing what they can with what they have. Perhaps this is what holiness looks like when it becomes ordinary.
Love and Presence
The mystery that is vast enough to hold both the horror and the love without having to explain either away.
Perhaps we are not being asked to become harder. Perhaps we are being asked to become strong enough to remain loving.
The body falls silent. The senses report an ending. And yet—something remains, untouched.
Download this please and connect energetically every day at 1000 Pacific from wherever you are. Of course this mediation can be practiced at any time of the day or night also....The earth needs your light... Settle into the quiet beneath the sternum, lengthen the breath, and rest in the
May God be a quiet flame in your heart,
Nigel offers a sanctuary of stillness and relational presence through Tea & Zen, where contemplative practice, somatic awareness, and spiritual transmission meet.
A quiet contemplation on love stripped of self-importance—love as humility, kindness, compassion, surrender, and the simple recognition of beauty in all things.
A lullaby for the quiet hours, when the world grows still and night gathers gently around us. A reminder that even in sleep, we are held — precious, loved, and never beyond the reach of love.
A quiet invitation to soften the heart, enter humility, and listen beneath the noise—where love, truth, and the Tao have been speaking all along.
A quiet blessing on the enduring presence of Love—its power, beauty, and timelessness within us.
A quiet meditation for Nepal, Tibet and all those touched by loss — a reflection on grief, compassion, silence, and the mystery that holds us when words are no longer enough.
Silence is not the absence of meaning—it is the place beneath meaning, where truth does not need to prove itself... On stillness, presence, and the language beneath words.
This is a reflection on the quiet discipline of keeping the heart open, even when love must take a different form.
This contemplation explores the quiet power of presence: how, in the midst of suffering, simply being there for one another can become an expression of love.
A brief blessing for the places in us that still remember fear—and for the love that has never left us.
A small remembrance of why I continue to write and record: that beneath all we have come to believe ourselves to be, there remains a love beyond measure.
When love enters what we do, effort becomes devotion. What might have felt like obligation becomes something freely given—a quiet offering of ourselves to the moment.
At the Aurora House, healing was not about fixing what was broken, but creating the safety in which what had always been whole could emerge. It was a living laboratory of body, breath, grief, spirit, and the mysterious intelligence that leads us home.
