From Deborah MN
First time at the library. Quite noisy and distracting. Fun though to join you even late.
Thank you soooo much for this beautiful tea time together! Must go.
I begin in uncertainty, slowly, my hands remember
From Jean K
Offering, receiving, the bowl kept just enough to remind me it was receiving too, and so I saw the remnants as my offering in return, and I knew it was all one thing.
From Deb N
Tea: humans respectfully sharing in presence
From Kim C
whispering whisks/ brush the tendrils of my heart/ rainy day tea space/ shared warmth of human companions
From William S
Contemplating karamono utsuwa on the Sackler/Freer website / The thousand year old Sung/Yuan pieces seem like clay palimpsests, preserving for an extended moment the wonders of pre-industrial technologies / Fire, clay, human hands, coming together to offer inspiration for us potters forty generations down the time-line…
What does my heart want? / Cookies in an afterlife? / No. It’s here and now. / Be here now is hard. / Do I really want that now? / There is no payoff.
From Kim C
to give without concern is the greatest gift