Got an email this afternoon from a friend. I was in the middle of a busy day, so was she. Like, crushing, crazy, full-court-press busybusybusy. And then she dropped in with this:
"Hey Thomas! I was sitting in an epic meeting today ... mind wandering ... when I noticed a quote on the back of my trader joe's tea packet:
'There is no trouble so great or grave that cannot be much diminished by a nice cup of tea. — Bernard Heroux, 1900s Basque philosopher"
Truer words, never spake, etc. etc. So I got up, shook off the overly complicated map project I was immersed in, and got a cup of tea. (Loving this Himalayan Black from Ineeka — their clever little bags are great for the office.) I leaned over the tea as the water went in, smelled the fragrance as if it was wafting in directly from Darjeeling. I tasted the brisk, lively brew. Eyebrows: raised. Spirits: up. Overly complex map project: I can do this.
That is a tea moment, right there. Thank you, Nancy, for that much-needed reminder.