Te-filosofi

Denna härliga morgon bjuder jag på ett litet filosofiskt stycke text, skrivet av Ethel Pochocki i boken "Wildflower Tea". En fin inspiration till litet vardagsmeditation, kanske.

'He brewed his tea in a blue china pot, poured it into a chipped white cup with forget-me-nots on the handle, and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream. He sat by the window, cup in hand, watching the first snow fall. "I am" he sighed deeply, "contented as a clam. I am a most happy man".'