I happened to mention on Facebook that I am most certainly climbing up a wall right now. Some bits, I can’t go into full detail for the public, but full-time work is going bonkers with things to do, volunteer work is pulling me everywhere, and there is that constant unquenchable urge to save up a down payment to afford a house in today’s near impossible housing market. At this point, I am feeling a bit like Odysseus – on an epic journey to find myself while battling witches and man-eating cyclopses along the way. I’d like to think of myself as clever as Odysseus (minus the whole pissing off Poseidon thing – not too wise when you are on a boat), but of course, I stumble.
One of the big ways that I stumble is over-exerting myself. Thankfully, things are going to calm down substantially, but a way that I have been able to keep some semblance of sanity is through tea, as silly as that may sound.
This past Tea Love talk I held at Congregation Beth El (who, by the way, were wonderful, warm, and inviting), I mentioned the fact that I am a bit of a coffee-aholic, as well as a tea-aholic. But the main difference between the two beverages is not how I drink them or how much, but when I drink them. Right now, as I type this, I am sitting at my desk at my full-time job with a full 12-pot coffee pot next to me, which will be mostly drunk by the time I leave here at 5PM (not the healthiest. Don’t mimic me). But when I am looking to unwind and finally relax, I don’t reach for a glass of wine – I instead brew a warm cup of tea. The gentle warmth like a hug that I receive when I curl my fingers around my mug, the scents of grass and sweet and spicy and floral all dancing under my nose, the gentle caress on my tongue as I take my first sip – all of the senses interact and play with one another to take the thoughts of what I need to get done, what my mind needs to do, my hands need to do, what I need to say – they all get wrapped up in my tea.
In a way, it’s silly. When my mug is empty, the laundry will still need to be folded. Dinner is still waiting to be chopped and cooked. I still need to edit a video or two as a volunteer, then edit a photo as a paid worker. Webinars still need to be formatted. But if even for a good hour, at least, my mind is centered and meditative over a cup of my favorite tea.
And that’s what makes the difference.
Thank you all, for being patient, since this blog is later than I intended, but the rest was necessary.