Today, I woke up to that urgency to own, to conquer. The need for materialistic comfort, the anxiety about impermanence was finally quelled when I sat down for #bowltea later in the afternoon, to one of my favourites, Mountain Mist. The tea spirit spoke to me. She stilled my pulse and whispered through the veil of steam rising from my bowl - it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you have all that you need. All you need are a few leaves in a bowl, and everything else in life will come to you. Have no fear for loss; have no fear for voids and silences. You can trust that you are being held in the hands of the universe, like these leaves in the bowl.
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