via Daily Prompt: Tea
When I see the word tea so many memories and meanings come to mind. Sitting on the porch on a hot summers day and sipping a cold iced tea with my mother. The outside of the glass slippery as it sweats from the cold drink inside. Your mother bringing you a hot cup of tea, steam rolling across your face as you sip to help what ails you. You feel the warmth through the mug, taking solace in it. Laughing with a friend as you share a pot over a cozy table in a small, inconspicuous shop- catching up on life, love, and everyday happenings. Even though it may have been years since you have seen each other, there is something comforting reconnecting this way, the years fall away and the conversation is easy. Having an enjoyable hot cup alone in your favorite chair while you read a book, no distractions except getting lost in the lives of the characters you read about.
There are so many flavors to experience and ailments to be healed. Savor the aroma and taste the sweetness, enjoying every sip. It helps you forget the world and ignore the things you have to do.. even for just a little while.
T – Therapeutic
E – Everything is better
A – Aromatic
There is always time for tea.
“When I drink tea, I am conscious of peace. The cool breath of Heaven rises in my sleeves and blows my cares away.” ~ Chinese Poet Lo Tung
Depression, sadness, grief, and despair. I fight so hard to keep myself happy yet the darkness devours me. The black cloud rains tears of sadness on my soul. There is no joy in my heart and I cannot find it in myself or others. The blackness of fear, trepidation, and despair consumes my life. Without some light, I fear I will be snuffed out. Tears falling on my cheeks, heart beating fast, I look in the mirror but see nothing. My body aches as the evil takes over. When will this end?
I grieve for those I never knew and fear the grief for those I may never meet. Where do I come from? Where are my roots? It is the not knowing, the uncertainty that keeps me up at night. Can I make it through a day without the sadness and despair? Without the depression taking over. I can tell you I am okay, but will you believe me? Do I believe myself? Can you not see how much I am hurting inside. The black hole gets bigger, deeper, wider. I fear I will be sucked in never to return. I won’t be missed. I’ve caused nothing but pain and heartache to those around me. I have failed so many things, not able to fix what I have broken. Sobs reach my throat but I can’t let them out.
Let me tell a joke so you don’t know how I am hurting inside. I can fake it till I make it. At least I think so.
Someone once told me that myself esteem was as low as a snake’s belly. How does one lose their self-esteem and it become that low? At what age did I stop believing in myself?
The little pill. The little pill makes me feel nothing. I am numb.
Today I find myself drifting – drifting from the dull, hum drum work day slowly into a state of dreamland. As my fingers drift across my keyboard, I find myself picking up seashells on the beach in Florida, grabbing a pint of Guinness in a pub in Ireland, watching a whale breach the ocean in Alaska, taking a gondola ride in Venice, or climbing the Great Wall of China. I can whisk away to a hiking trail in the mountains of Colorado or find myself playing in the tide pools on the Oregon coast. I playfully take myself to many destinations that I want to visit, imagining what I would see, smell or taste in these places. Meeting new people and making new friends. Sometimes I have conversations with people, imagining the outcomes of those conversations. What would happen if I received what I asked for?
Our teachers often told us in school that we shouldn’t day dream. Why shouldn’t we daydream? They wanted us to concentrate, get better grades and turn in homework. We were forced to pay attention, listen and don’t wander. We are reminded every day of our responsibilities, our need to impress others and keep ahead of those we feel are holding us back. These have a negative impact on our health, performance, creativity, and mental health.
Daydreaming more often leads to increased creativity and improved mental health. You give your over-taxed brain a break! You become more creative and your memory improves. During this process, you become more empathetic towards others, create a healthier brain, sleep better, come up with ideas to improve your life and relationships! Not only will all of these things improve, you will become HAPPIER! Everyone should indulge in daydreaming! Let your mind wander to far away places! Be happy!
My patience is wearing thin. Like a piece of parchment paper in water, my patience is draining away, slowly disintegrating into nothingness. I have become like the rest of them. Angry, rushed, impatient and petulant.
I have held much pride for the amount of patience I have and how long I can be pushed to my limits, but that is slowly dwindling. Yesterday, when leaving work to run an errand, I accidentally pulled too far up onto a crosswalk. Unbeknownst to me, two people riding bicycles were pedaling by before I could pull away and make my turn. I could not move. One of the two cyclists proceeded to berate me, scream and yell at how I was supposed to watch out for them and not be in the crosswalk. He stepped off his bike and shook his angry fist at me as if I were an argumentative teenager not following the rules of the road. Not once did he stop to think, hey, maybe it was just an accident. Maybe this driver may have had a lot on her mind. It’s not like I did it on purpose. Immediately my patience was lost. I found myself holding up my right hand, and prophetically extending my middle finger for the proverbial F-U!
Now, I don’t normally have road rage or flip other drivers off, but for some reason, this pushed my buttons in the wrong way. I work hard, I am a good person and I try not to be an asshole to others. I follow the rules of the road, yield to bikes, motorcycles, and pedestrians. I try to help and treat people with respect and kindness, but yesterday, I could not hold back my frustration and lack of patience.
To you Mr. Bicyclist- My sincerest apologies for being in the crosswalk when you needed to use it! However, I refuse to apologize for giving you the bird!
Sit down and let me warm up the kettle. Let us talk. Being at the table sipping tea is a chance to slow down, pull back and appreciate our surroundings, taking a moment to reflect and dream big dreams.
So many of us do not take the time to just sit and enjoy a quiet moment. I have been guilty of this: always on the go, must say yes to every commitment, one class is not enough let me take two. We must learn to quiet our bodies and minds, and listen, otherwise we can harm ourselves. It is important to daydream, whisper to yourself ideas that enter your mind, be creative. I realize that where I find my peace is within nature. Hiking on a mountain trail, the quiet solitude of hearing nothing but the birds chirping, the smell of the pine trees, watching the fresh rain falling on a meadow of spring mountain flowers, the buzzing of the wings on a dragonfly as they flit back and forth. It is here that I feel relaxed – next to a creek. The water flowing over rocks as I watch, taking me back in time to a place where things were simpler. The scent of moss and damp earth reminding me there are things much bigger than me. The tranquil surroundings calling to me takes my breath away. It is here that I can think, dream, ponder, and reminisce.
What brings you peace?
Where is your solitude?
Tell me your dreams.
Let’s have a cup of tea and take a moment to reflect and appreciate.
This year I will be turning 50. The BIG 5-0! With this comes many different things. Inhibitions are lessened, you appreciate the small things more and see the world just a little differently. One thing I have noticed is that: Life is magickal! It is all around us. You can see it in your children’s eyes, in a tree as the wind blows the leaves, walking along an undiscovered trail, the smell of a sweet wildflower, and in the laughter of a good friend. I believe in the magick of these things. They can uplift a weary soul and shed light onto a dreary day. I want to share with you what I find magickal through this blog. Through photos and words, I hope to be able to bring some of this magick to you!
All too often we are brought down by the responsibilities as grown-ups as we dredge along through the daily grind. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have something to lift us up? Give us hope? We won’t be without the struggles in our lives. Sadness will find us. Troubles will bring us down. Work hard at finding the magick in simple things and letting go of the trappings of adulthood. See the beauty through the eyes of a child. Enjoy a sunset. Smell a flower. Breathe deep! See the MAGICK!