My work with those who are dying is simple, quiet, and deeply human. I sit beside people in their final days not to guide them anywhere, but to accompany them as they remember what has always been true: that they are loved, that they are not alone, and that the passage ahead is nothing to fear. I offer presence more than words, listening more than teaching, a gentle hand more than any doctrine. In the stillness of those hours, something sacred reveals itself — a softening, an unwinding, a return to the essence beneath all story and struggle.
I have come to see that dying is not an ending but a threshold, and my task is to hold the doorway steady. I breathe slowly so they can breathe more freely. I speak softly so their own truth can rise to the surface. Sometimes I witness peace arriving; sometimes I witness old sorrows letting go. Every person brings a different story, but the same light emerges in the final moments — a recognition of the Eternal they have carried all along. To sit with them is to sit with Life itself, completing its final gesture with grace, dignity, and love.
 
THERE IS NO DEATH OF THE ETERNAL
Only the forms that once carried us — the names, the faces, the stories — fall away like petals returning to the earth.
What is real in you has no edges, no beginning, no final breath.
It cannot be broken, ended, or undone.
It moves silently beneath every lifetime, every sorrow, every joy, like a great tide remembering its own depth.
When the body is finished, the Eternal simply steps out of one room and into another.
Love does not vanish; it simply changes its doorway.
Presence does not fade; it shifts its light.
And so nothing is lost.
What is true in you, and in those you have loved, continues —
unbound, unnumbered, unending —
because the Eternal has never known death,
only return.
Nigel Lott
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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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