Shajareh Tayyebeh all-girls primary school. February 28th 2026 Eighty-two girls died this morning. Eighty-two daughters who will not come home. And somewhere the news moved on. And somewhere someone changed the channel. And somewhere the world continued as though this is simply how things are. Wars have been with us
love and presence
At seventy-seven, I feel less like I am ending and more like I am ripening — softer in body, clearer in heart, and more available than ever to let love move through me in service.
love and presence
Remember: Love is not distant. It surrounds you as a living field and rests within you as your deepest essence. Every breath is precious, every moment alive with meaning.
dark night of the soul
We often speak of the dark night of the soul as if it comes once, passes through us, and then gives way to light. But for those on the deeper path, it is not a singular event. It is a rhythm. A return.
Come now, aching heart, you have carried enough for one day.
The human body does not know what the word global means. It knows only near and far, safe and threatened, held and exposed.
Trauma is not only what happened — it is what the body could not release. When overwhelming experience is suppressed, it lingers in the nervous system, shaping how we feel, think, and live.
Sacred transmissions from the other side of silence — meditations and reflections on presence, the unfolding of life, and the love that does not end.
For every soul seeking refuge in teachings of kindness and compassion may you find a safe haven here. Tea & Zen is an institute and sanctuary of advanced contemplative and relational practices, informed by decades of experiential inquiry into psychophysiology, trauma imprinting, nervous system regulation, and the dynamics of consciousness.
Surrender and Truth
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
It is a simple place: a home, a garden, a room where one can sit without being watched by clocks or expectations. Birds move through the air. Wind passes through leaves. Tea cools in a cup. Nothing here is arranged to impress. Everything is arranged to allow. The work that
Settle yourself gently. Allow the body to rest just as it is. There is nothing to improve in this moment. Nothing to solve. Let the breath come and go without effort. Feel the quiet rhythm of being alive. Bring to mind something you are holding tightly right now. It may
The Truth Within
Love is the ground we stand on. Love is what we are.
Awareness discovers itself by touching limits. The self recognizes itself by meeting the other. Even awakening is not a flight upward—it is a meeting point where illusion finally offers resistance and collapses.
A quiet movement from shadow into light.
All that is or ever was or ever will be.
What ripens does not add to truth — it reveals what was always here.
A quiet invitation to stop reaching, let understanding settle, and rest in the love that is not elsewhere, but already holding you.