I walk alongside those nearing the final steps of this life, offering quiet presence and spiritual companionship, at a local downtown hospital in Seattle to those who have no family or friends, because no one should die alone.

I honor this journey as sacred—trusting the deep wisdom of the soul as it moves toward release. There is no agenda in this work, no need to fix or change what is unfolding.

I come simply to be—a calm, loving presence in the midst of great mystery. At the threshold of life and death, words often fall away. What remains is presence. What remains is love.

Whether a person is awake or in deep rest, I trust that something beyond words is felt—that the soul knows when it is being met with gentleness and reverence. In this space, grief and love are woven together.

To accompany someone in their final days is to witness both the tenderness of letting go and the timelessness of what can never be lost.

This is quiet work, heart work. It asks for humility, for deep listening, for the willingness to sit in stillness with the unknown. And each time I am invited to serve in this way, I am reminded again and again:

That life is not contained simply in the body. That presence is not defined by form. That love is not dependent upon breath.

But in all truth, the only thing that matters, the only force that endures, the only language the soul understands… is Love. As it was in the beginning, so it will be in the end. And in every sacred moment in between.

If these words have touched your heart, and you feel moved to support this space of reflection and healing, you are welcome to offer a gift. This benefaction is offered freely — sustained by Love and the kindness of those who resonate with these sharings, in support of the work and programs at Meditation Sans Frontieres.

Nigel Lott teaandzen.org

Get full access to Tea and Zen - Threads at teaandzen.substack.com/subscribe 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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