tea time

haven't been attracted much to my blog recently. i believe it is simply because i have been inundated at the office. truthfully it is because i have renewed my rather inactive social life. also that i spend far to much time on facebook.
i "celebrated" yet another birthday,and decided to kick start my life, back into the realm of the living. i felt stuck in a rut, and the easy option was to accept that this is what life had to offer,....wrong.

a friend told me that we should never be afraid of living life, but be afraid of never having lived it, cliched perhaps, but apt none the less.i took a mid week break, shock horror,...all in my previous post. have taken time off, to drive around Johannesburg, and enjoy this city in the first blush of the summer sun.even booked an overnight stay, in polokwane for the weekend coming up, pics to follow....lunch dates and tea breaks, none of which have been on my usual daily activities, guess what? it has made an unbelievable difference in the way i view the world and approach my day.

i ask myself now, why i have never taken that tea break...a warm cup of tea, loving company, a time to reflect and chat,to cuddle,to laugh, to plan.it is amazing what a good cup of tea, shared in friendship can do for a person.my usual modus operandi, would be to work through a day, get home exhausted, have a bite and retire.
life usually happened on weekends, and that to interspersed with work, so relaxation time, could be counted on the fingers of my right hand. unbelievable, but true.

family happens all around me on a continuous basis, and their demands on my time and person, are constant. the trouble is that we allow it, then want to whinge about it, to late the dye has been cast.that is why i have discovered the importance of that tea break, just up the road, in a quite spot, miracles do happen over delicious cups of tea.

tea breaks in the middle of the week, can rejuvenate and replenish, possibly the reason why the British colonised half the globe, in search of the perfect tea.

tea is a family thing usually, had at the close of the day, if we are lucky some home made biscuits, find there way to the table.
then there's that early morning cuppa to kick start your day.
the one that gets your thought processes going, and heads you towards the door into the office.
my favourite tea though?would be down the road, a tea shared by two.long moments of togetherness, comforting discussion and a whole lot of laughter.

that tea, elicited some spiritual thoughts and brought a reminder of a book i read, some time back, a line that sticks with me says, "there is a vast difference between reading the menu and deriving nourishment from a meal; but the sincere seeker of wisdom will end up by being amongst the wise....."

tea, made me realise that reading the menu of life is just not good enough, whatever the consequences one has to partake of life, to say that i have lived, truly lived.A touch, a smile,a look can bring forth great miracles in life, as human beings isn't that what we crave, to be touched, to be nourished by proximity to those we love. we are tactile beings it is written in the tea leaves.

i have decided to take time off from the daily grind to purely smell the tea leaves.