It all began more than a decade ago when I decided to give up coffee consumption cold turkey. Beyond the first two sips, I didn’t like the way it wired me, plugged my ears and left me with a mild jitter. Since I wasn’t privy to Swiss or German coffees (what I drink when traveling to those countries) I no longer desired the beverage.
Between the hours of 4 and 5am a faint stir of anticipation awakens within. It lures me from any stage of sleep, a renewal of sorts in the subtlest of gestures, a purifying rite that promises an hour of precious solitude. Thus rises a new day blessed with tea ceremony. A personal custom of modern day tradition, the faculties of taste and touch are engaged.
It begins with the tranquil sound of silence. Almost nothing pierces the air as I move about invisibly: the rustling of bedding; barely audible commotion of clothing; crackle of waking joints after a night’s sleep and trickling of water are all kept to a minimum.
Scent and Glow
Fire is nature’s way of illuminating a passageway into the new day. Scent welcomes serenity and must resonate throughout; perhaps lavender, orange, peony, peppermint or a combination thereof, depending upon my mood. Thus, three candles are resurrected and placed around the kitchen to radiate their quiet glow and emit their purifying aroma.
Curtains are opened to welcome the dawn and praise the sunrise. Tea ceremony and personal custom at its finest, it is a sacred passageway into a new day that imparts peace and balance.