Tea and sympathy...
Sunday, October 12, 2014
I believe in the power of tea. I have chamomile every night before I go to bed. I drink 2 cups of green tea a day when I'm a work. I rely on peppermint tea to help settle a sour tummy. I have an assortment of blends to choose from on the weekends
For myself I generally just brew by the cup. I can make it special by selecting a cup to fit my mood. I have elegant, simple, happy and motivational cups which help to make my tea moments extra special for me.
I also believe in the power of a Tea Party. I have a special little teapot. It's glass. I use these nifty tea flower balls from PRIMULA for the tea blend -- generally a green tea/jasmine tea blend.
I have tea parties with my grand children.... they love picking the flower and watching it bloom. Sometimes we dress up. Sometimes we have our tea with POOH cookies or animal crackers. Sometimes we dunk and sometimes we don't. Some times they want it with honey and sometimes we drink it plain -- I generally like mine plain. But we never fail to have fun.
Sometimes we muddle with what to say when someone is having a hard time in life. I've found that a TEA PARTY can help. I pack up my tea pot and my flowering tea balls and head out. I surprise them with the company, I amaze them with the flower, and I settle in for a listen. Lots of times the distraction from their problems is enough to put them at ease for a while. Other times its an icebreaker in order for the communication to begin.
I'm finding that the art of a tea party is being lost -- as is a sit down meal at the table with family. I'm glad I have the opportunity to pass on the traditions of both. They are times when the focus is on each other and not what needs to be accomplished next. I don't think my relationships would have turned out the same without them.