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Part of the volunteer work I do is this: on occasion I am called to sit with souls who are nearing the threshold of this life— those who are dying.
They are in their final hours, and they have no family. The hospital where I volunteer is cultivating a beautiful, human policy:
no one should die alone.
And so, when there is someone with no family present, I go. I pull up a chair beside them. There is nothing to do, really….. and I sit. Be still. Be PRESENT.
Today, I met Antoine. He is 51. His body is broken now. And I will go again tomorrow, and the next day, until I receive that quiet text letting me know he has passed. Until then, I return.
Not to fix or to save— but to witness. To be with. To meet him in that timeless field where all souls meet— that vast, radiant field of Love. Of eternal consciousness. Of energy that was never born and never dies.
And while I sat with Antoine today, I penned him this prayer, and I read it aloud to him, gently— just loud enough for his soul to hear. Will you join me in this vigil for Antoine, that he really knows he is not alone, lets send the light!
Prayer for Antoine
Great Mystery, whose breath moves through the stars and the stillness— be here now. Wrap this dear one, Antoine, in the quiet cloak of unnameable mercy.
Let the veil grow thin— not as ending, but as returning. May his body be received into the arms of the Earth with tenderness, even as his soul rises into the embrace of the Infinite.
I do not ask for the healing of body— but for the deeper healing, the sacred remembering that draws all things back into the heart of Source.
May he feel, even now, the Presence that has never left him—unseen, but never absent. And may the silence he enters be filled with the music of homecoming.
And when his breath grows still, may the Light that never fades gather him gently—as dawn gathers the stars.
Go well, dear soul.
Go free.
Go loved.
Nigel teaandzen.org
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