A Quiet Moment

31 10 2010

It’s been awhile since my last blog. Life throws you curve balls sometimes and you find yourself managing day to day. Funny how when you come up for air, that a blog can help you get back on your feet, think through some things and deal with what life throws you.

Recently a dear friend of mine passed away after a lengthy illness. To explain the true nature of her being and the impact she had on all those around her would take many blogs. A friend described her as a ‘valiant spirit’. She never complained, challenged the conventions of pain management, handled the most difficult of situations with the grace of a butterfly, and, like the buddhist prayer I read at her service this weekend, ‘always had a half-smile on her face’, even in her final days. She told you she loved you each time she saw, emailed or texted you, but this wasn’t new, she did this from the day she fell in love with you.

Tea is a ritual shared by so many. It has a rich history in trade and culture. It seems that you are either a tea drinker or a coffee drinker, I am a tea drinker. My friend was too. That was our thing, it was her thing, she had tea with everyone. She even started a tea gathering and support group at Wellspring in Calgary (if you don’t know about this organization please look into it and pass it along). At her service we served tea and cheesecake, her favourite, in celebration of such an inspirational life, a lovely tribute.

I was raised on english orange pekoe tea, milk and sugar. Today the morning ritual is similar, but it’s admittedly Tetley with homemade almond milk, no sugar. In the afternoon I love a cup of green tea, my favourite at the moment is Genmaicha, a green tea with toasted rice. I ceremoniously carry it with me and steep a cup where ever I go. My parents were just in Japan and brought home a fresh new package mmmm. I love Masala Chai, of course! It is hard to find or make a chai that tastes like India though. The milk they use, heated over a flame and the fresh spices. ‘Chai’ actually means tea, ‘masala’ means spiced, so properly it is masala chai. I know most people have figured this out by now, but just in case 🙂

Now that it is fall and winter is approaching, the evening tea is becoming more common. I love a chamomile blend, mint blend or ginger. Fresh ginger with lemon is great for digestion. Adding honey to your tea at night promotes a good nights rest, something I learned in recent years. Roobios is another favourite at night, it is an African ‘red bush’ tea, naturally decaffeinated and can be found in many blends.

There is something calming about sipping a cup of tea on your own or with friends. I know each time I sit to enjoy a cup of tea and a quiet moment, I will remember a very dear friend, one whose presence alone made you connect with what it means to be alive and human.

Be well,




One response

1 11 2010
Lenore @ Lather. Write. Repeat.

Dear Nat,

I am so so sorry to hear the sad news that you lost a good friend. I can’t imagine the pain and I can only hope that your friend found great solace in having you in her life, especially near the end. I love the tribute through tea and you are right that pausing to enjoy a cup of tea is one of life’s special moments. You are forced to slow down your regular pace and savour a small yet special moment of reflection.

Hugs and love from miles away,

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