Nigel Lott

May you be so deeply loved that you come to know, without question, how lovable you have always been. May you rest in the safety of that love, in the peace that does not need to be earned, explained, or held onto. Open the heart gently. Not as an achievement, not as another thing to perfect, but as a willingness to become undefended before life. There is a humility in the open heart— a softening of the one who thinks it already knows. And in that humility, something can be heard.

Gently comes the night, Softly falls the light, and the day lays down its burdens beneath the gathering stars.” Close your eyes, beloved, There is nothing you must do. The stars are keeping watch above, And love is holding you. Sleep now, little heart, Sleep beneath the sky. You are precious, you are cherished, More than words can tell you why. Even while you’re dreaming, Even far away, Love will never lose its hold Or leave you where you lay.