This was such a sweet joy to read. You are spot on about tea being the easy gateway to some of the more precious recurring experiences, inching towards being a meditative experience.
I also loved the closing line. It reminds me of something I heard (or read) somewhere that the objective or purpose of life is for us to have someone to witness our selves and our deeds. We base and build our existence on that. But it doesn't necedssarily
Some days all it takes is a simple artifact as tea to come back to yourself, feel “connection”, and feel “more”. I miss feeling “more” most days and this is about the only sure fire way I know to tickle myself into feeling it.
Thankyou Alex. And since it piqued your interest, I invite you to share what it feels like to witness yourself in a moment, whether it is marked by or without tea.
It's always changing—earlier today it was like watching a paint can spill out of a tunnel. Now it's like watching a dragonfly skate between the vapors of the typhoon winds.
This was such a sweet joy to read. You are spot on about tea being the easy gateway to some of the more precious recurring experiences, inching towards being a meditative experience.
I also loved the closing line. It reminds me of something I heard (or read) somewhere that the objective or purpose of life is for us to have someone to witness our selves and our deeds. We base and build our existence on that. But it doesn't necedssarily
This is beautiful.
Some days all it takes is a simple artifact as tea to come back to yourself, feel “connection”, and feel “more”. I miss feeling “more” most days and this is about the only sure fire way I know to tickle myself into feeling it.
Filling in the blank to this sentences you posed at the end, is really a quest and a question...."To witness myself be is ______."
Love it (and love those first seasonal flush encounters)
Thankyou Alex. And since it piqued your interest, I invite you to share what it feels like to witness yourself in a moment, whether it is marked by or without tea.
It's always changing—earlier today it was like watching a paint can spill out of a tunnel. Now it's like watching a dragonfly skate between the vapors of the typhoon winds.
Thanks for inviting me to share :)