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Sunday, January 14, 2007

Precisely My Cup of Tea


"I always fear that creation will expire before tea-time."
Sidney Smith

"Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth."
Alexander Puskin

"Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea! I am glad I was not born before tea."
Sydney Smith

"If you are cold, tea will warm you. If you are too heated, it will cool you. If you are depressed, it will cheer you. If you are excited, it will calm you."
William Gladstone

"Tea to the English is really a picnic indoors."
Alice Walker

"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Henry James

"There is a great deal of poetry and fine sentiment in a chest of tea."
Ralph Waldo Emerson


Scented steam wafts from the warm ceramic I cradle in my hand. My fingers warm, my heartbeat slows, my body relaxes, and I melt into the comfort of a cup of tea.

What is it about this centuries old beverage that gives me pause in my crazy, hectic day, and allows me to grow still and quiet inside of myself?

As part of a decision to eat healthier this year, and severely limit my caffiene intake as sleep becomes more and more precious, I have been drinking at least one cup of black tea, and one cup of green tea each day. It's not easy to find decaffienated tea bags, with good flavor, but I've fallen in love with Tazo; especially their decaffienated chai.

The flavor is enjoyable, and the health benefits valuable, but for me, the thing that keeps me coming back, twice a day, every day, is the calm, the warmth, the peace that comes from quieting myself for twenty minutes.

I don't go into a trance, pray or meditate, or even focus on any particular thing. I just slow down and relax -- and it makes all the difference.

I know people who cannot stand silence. Why is that?

My sweet husband braved frigid winter temperatures, and icy roads yesterday, to stop by the store and pick up some groceries on the way home from work. Along with milk and bread, and other staples, he brought me three new boxes of decaffienated tea. I can't wait to try them.


Linds said...

Hi there, and welcome to the blogging world! I saw your comment at Boomama, and came to say hello. This is the most amazing bunch of people you could hope to meet,from all over the world. I have to admit, though, that I hate tea, even though I live in England!

Elise said...

Oh, I get to leave the first random burst of words! :)
I love tea, too. Those quotes were great to read! My favorite tea right now is my mama's milk tea - helping me keep up my milk supply! But at other times, I've adored Good Earth's Chai Vanilla Decaf.
What a good hubby you have!
Thank you for stopping by my blog - I know that all too soon I will be saying goodbye to some of my little chicks, as you are beginning to do. May we all walk through those moments with grace.

Susanne said...

I love to have a nice mint or chai tea once in the afternoon and once in the evening. It's amazing what a nice calm feeling it brings.

Thanks for dropping by my site today and leaving a comment!

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