Every aspect of life is required to be involved in order for tea to be in your bowl right this very moment.
The interwoven communion of Nature is something we all know, and yet the continual pondering of the processes that are involved just to have this timeless bowl of tea in your hands.
Trees that have been growing upward, absorbing Sun, Stars, Rain, Moon and everything else in between for hundreds and hundreds of years.
Whilst simultaneously pushing roots down deep into the Earths soil, drawing trace minerals into the trunks, outward to the branches then within the leaves soon to be picked.
From the waters sourced that were up in the clouds not too long ago, clay crafted to curate unique pieces, heat from firing charcoal that then bring an orchestra of brewing tea together.
Fine tuned and harmonious.
it is easy in modern world to dissect and analyse from a place of seperation, and yet the contemplation of what is it in our bowl presents an opportunity to see the very mystery of life in its meandering rivers which all connect back to the vast ocean of existence.
When we brew tea, for ourselves or with others, it is a chance to hold the mystery, A great unknown in the very palms of our hands to simply enjoy.
No figuring out or anything to even do.
Just a communion of quietude with the timeless.