When life becomes overwhelming, full of stress, of pain, of anger, of grief, and misunderstanding, a simple cup of tea as a symbol of refusal and resistance, moment to grow deeper and stronger instead of larger and larger
It’s a soft rebellion against chaos,
a declaration of our intention to take care of ourself and to find inner peace no matter how hard the circumstances we face are.
As the teapot pours its magic, a sacred doors is opened. We sit together, disarmed and vulnerable, sharing untold stories. The bitter leaves steep, releasing their essence, mirroring our emotions, urging us to face ourself.
Teatime is not about appearances; it’s about here and now, the depth.
In this quietude, our hearts open up like blossoms, revealing our common humanity, breaking down the walls that separates.
Each sip is a reminder that life’s challenges, though fierce, can be tamed.
The steam caresses our faces, softening hardened souls, bridging the gaps that misunderstanding stole.
So, let us come together, as community fiercely weaving our true stories.
Through life’s ups and downs, teatime as candlelights to rely on to, along the way, illuminating our path through darkness, and helping us gain our peace back, again and again.
In a world craving for attention, teatime demands presence.
No screens to distract.
To establish the connection ,
hearts are what is required to listen, to witness, to hold the entire space.Rk