The same leaves never steep twice.
Good tea in good company. We sit down together, pour from one gaiwan, and take a little time to notice what is passing.
Pull up a seat
A sitting, steep by steep.
The same leaves give a different cup every time water meets them. A sitting follows them, and that is most of the practice.
- First steep
Arriving
Hot water wakes the leaves. Phones face down; the day settles.
- Second steep
Opening
The leaves unfurl and the tea finds its voice. So does the conversation.
- Later steeps
Thinning
Each cup lighter, sweeter, different. Nothing holds still, and nothing needs to.
- Last steep
Letting go
The leaves are spent and go back to the soil. The afternoon was enough.
Something universal
Water·leaf·heat·time
Everywhere the tea plant travelled, people found their own way to sit with it: gongfu in Chaozhou, chanoyu in Kyoto, chai at a station in Delhi, a samovar in a Moscow kitchen. Different gestures, one invitation. Stay a while.
Where we sit
At a long table
Mostly in Hong Kong, around old wood, a tea tray and whoever came.
On the water
Sometimes on a boat, from Discovery Bay to Lamma, with tea poured on the way.
Wherever a gaiwan travels
A sitting in another city, when someone packed one in their bag. You are welcome with no experience at all.
We are becoming.
A tree adds a ring a year and lets its old bark fall. Tea teaches the same thing, one afternoon at a time.
There is a cup for you.
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