|Gong Fu tea service for Formosan Jade Oolong's|
Long before I discovered the joys of felting and yoga as paths to mindfulness and a richer, more conscious experience of life. . .there was tea.
Tea is so much more than just a beverage. Sure, you can get it Mcdonalds and Starbucks. You can dunk a bag of "tea" in water for a quick caffeine fix. But that's not the point of tea. Tea is a a beautiful ritual pause in your day where you take a moment to savor not just the wine-like complexity of flavor, but immerse for a moment in the act of making tea itself. Brewing an amazing cup of tea can be accomplished in myriad ways, from the simple act of pouring good water over whole leaves in a pot, enjoying their subtle unfolding beauty, to the more involved act of coaxing layers of flavor from multiple steepings in a gong fu service.
Everything can be approached as an art form, and something as basic and humble as a simple cup of tea has been my long time, constant connection to this state of mind. While not a blog about tea, this magical elixer is real touchstone of my creative life and I will undoubtedly return to the topic.
If you happen to be in San Francisco, or visiting, I highly recommend visiting Red Blossom Tea and experiencing their amazing selection of Formosan oolong tea served Gong Fu style. . . and they also carry everything you need to make tea for yourself this way at home. Learning something new is an adventure, and if you love tea, there are whole worlds of experiences to explore.
I leave you with one (of the many) poems I've written inspired by the sacred leaf, from a darker time in my life when my creative passions were slowly dissipating:
A Cup of Tea Before Leaving
My teapot has cracked,
the kettle leaked its whistle.
that bring me subtle
strength, their essence
effervesced like youthful dreams.
It’s all just leaves of tea. The part
of me that was steeped used
to breathe with steam
The fragile flower-etched
ceramic cannot repair.
I must pour
the little liquid quick
into my cup while
it's still there.