Ode to tea!

Tea is a an act complete in its simplicity.

When I drink tea, there is only me, and the tea.

The rest of the world dissolves.

There are no worries about the future.

No dwelling on past mistakes.

Tea is simple: loose-leaf tea, hot pure water, a cup.

I inhale the scent, tinydelicate pieces of the tea floating above the cup.

I drink the tea, the essence of the leaves becoming a part of me.

I am informed by the tea, changed.

This is the act of life, in one puremoment, and in this act the truth of the world suddenly becomes revealed: all the complexity, pain, drama of life is a pretense, invented in our minds for no good purpose.

There is only the tea, and me, converging.

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Thich Nhat Hanh: Tea Ceremony

A peek at our tiny seed forming.

Currently listening to: Grateful Dead

"Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow"

Every step of the way we walk the line
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is pilin’ up, we struggle and we scrape
We’re all boxed in, nowhere to escape

City’s just a jungle; more games to play
Trapped in the heart of it, tryin’ to get away
I was raised in the country, I been workin’ in the town
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down

Got nothin’ for you, I had nothin’ before
Don’t even have anything for myself anymore
Sky full of fire, pain pourin’ down
Nothing you can sell me, I’ll see you around

All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime
Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

Well, the devil’s in the alley, mule’s in the stall
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all
I was thinkin’ ’bout the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sleepin’ in Rosie’s bed

Walkin’ through the leaves, falling from the trees
Feelin’ like a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never will undo
I know you’re sorry, I’m sorry too

Some people will offer you their hand and some won’t
Last night I knew you, tonight I don’t
I need somethin’ strong to distract my mind
I’m gonna look at you ’til my eyes go blind

Well I got here followin’ the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

Well my ship’s been split to splinters and it’s sinkin’ fast
I’m drownin’ in the poison, got no future, got no past
But my heart is not weary, it’s light and it’s free
I’ve got nothin’ but affection for all those who’ve sailed with me

Everybody movin’ if they ain’t already there
Everybody got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
Things should start to get interestin’ right about now

My clothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in
I know that fortune is waitin’ to be kind
So give me your hand and say you’ll be mine

Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

-Bob Dylan

On the importance of meditation & breathing.

Just breathe...

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Falling forward.

Today is hothothot !! And so is this new project of mine, if I might say so...I began blogging back in the day to plug into the web community for purposes of camaraderie, sharing iDears, yet another creative experiment. For more oldies (and goodies), feel free to peruse le following:
http://livethequestionsnow.blogspot.com/ 
http://youchangedthetopography.blogspot.com/

Into the present now. Autumn is upon us, and with the leaves turning come some seasonal inspirations and transformations. Here are some wonderful scrawlings I discovered, thanks to an instructor who is helping me reaffirm my dedication to healing the body through yoga. My favorite new pose I just learned is the last one pictured below called heron--when in this asana, I feel like a living, breathing
bow & arrow...

And so, I dedicate this new and different blogging path to aforementioned practice and blessing in my life as well as the season we are
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NAMASTE, folks! Wishing you abundance, light, laughter, love & peace...Li

Currently listening to: Fleetwood Mac