between the hours of three and five pm, i have a tea time.
when taken at home, i typically brew green or herbal tea leaves in a glass teapot that showcases the extraction of their color and flavor. it is guaranteed to be accompanied by a treat of some sort, most often chocolate, and always something sweet. weather permitting, i sit outside in our patio and begin to unwind. reset. ground myself in that moment.
i don’t consider tea time a luxury – this time to stop and sip and nibble away, wherever i may be. rather, it is an essential piece of my self-care toolkit. a ritual, if you will.
i’ve learned over the many years of practicing this ritual that its value in my physical, mental, and emotional wellbeing is worth every effort to incorporate into my day. that means if i am traveling, i will include it in my itinerary. if i’m at work, i will dedicate the latter portion of my break to it. i could be going a million miles a minute and, still, take the time to stop and just be.
when i started allowing myself to be in this space – this tea time – i soon realized how too often we deny ourselves the very things that strengthen us, that cultivate our spirits and center us amidst the spinning world in which we live. there are agendas and to-do lists, deadlines and errands. but what about the self? what about finding the ritual that puts everything on hold for the sole purpose of nourishing our innermost being? to have something to look forward to, even if the day feels like it’s going to shit?
well, come on over. i have a pot of tea brewing.