Sips Tea
Today I had tea with a friend. The tea bar is also a zen Cafe. The owner asked us to order our tea, and to select a tea cup that spoke to us. I had the hibiscus tea served in a mother goose tea pot. The tea was red and delicious like the fine china it was served in. We sat and sipped. We chatted about our journey in life thus far, and how we are diverging from the roots that professionally and personally defined and labeled us for decades.
I shared my plans of returning to school and attending FSU. She inquired why. I expressed that I was professionally exhausted. One analogy I gave was how over time, my ability to absorb micro and macro agressions (and blatant disrespect) in sales had dwindled to a thin layer of skin. I was no longer sweet champagne from Fance. I was now a Dry Brut Prosecco, from the South of Spain. This new season was about repackaging how I experience and absorb "work" in the future. As we soaked in the atmosphere, swapped work trauma stories, and whispered our aspirations, I felt seen and heard.
The words, "It is well with my soul" came to mind.
We finished our tea and hugged goodbye. As we departed I told her, "This place makes you pause your worries and reach for the light. For these few minutes everything is possible." My bucket was filled, and my experience empowered the phrase "sips tea".
I entered my car, and logged into my zoom call. I was immediately met with the demanding boundary infringements of "Adulting vs. Self advocacy."
At least for a few moments today, there was time for advocacy.
#lifeofbliss #teatime
#sipstea #zenfriends
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