September Tea ’23

 

From Gerow

Drinking tea/The shifting of the season’s light/ Illumines this double autumn.

From Siddiq

Approaching the gate / What can I look forward to? /  Never mind those thoughts!

 

From Deborah

Summer to Autumn in 24 hours here; joining friends for tea;  such joy, peace and calmness!  More focus on making tea; different library this month.  Thanks so much!

 

From Susan 

Listening to water – the moon on the water forms a path  I bow.
A coco palm bows in the last of the sun.

 

From Lesley

i am falling into spring…shedding winter’s bitter leaves…sap rises, but sluggishly…waiting for cherry blossoms

 

From Gerow

As autumn shuffles in/ Nudging us to shed our leaves/ We sigh—aggrieved/ Yet also relieved

 

From Jean

Sharp morning light, cold air sloshing through an open window above my pillow, Autumn is sweeping away the fog of summer heat and announcing itself, the season of clarity.

 

From Karen

it’s not a haiku but…Tea and life, life and tea-entwined we enter-this double season of autumn

 

From Kathy

by Bashô “The harvest moon!  Around the pond I wandered all night long.”

 

From John

A season of transition…a new beginning and promise of more tea with friends…how that warms my heart

 

From Kay

Waiting, anticipating/Winter’s bowl, Spring’s blossom/Summer’s cool sounds of water/Content for now holding Autumn’s harvest/Now you: Sit, whisk, give thanks, drink.

 

From Siddiq

What have I to fear / behind the unknown gateway? / Welcome the Unknown!

 

From Anne

Full brilliant moon/the horizon is overwhelmed/we are astonished

February Tea ’24

“Luck is the Guest that turned up.” Lesley   From Willi S: I am borrowing the words of Gary Snyder, which I think are uniquely applicable today.  We can all individually decide what he means by WILD.  "People often think of art as the most highly cultured, the most...

January Tea ’24

​From Jean K: Our lives / shirts on the ironing board / tears of grief and gratitude / with water and whisk we blend them all / and sip From Kate S: Hurrying to a place where I yearn to slow down, to listen to the sounds of making tea and the jumbled thoughts in my...

December Tea ’23

From Kathy:Running Teachers!! Shiwasu! From Jean:running teachers know the value of mistakes From Lesley:making tea to a single point … a knock at the door … a tap at the window … points in flowing motion From Jean:Phone call, I’m at the door, interruptions happen,...

November Tea ’23

  From VictoriaThe comments on sprouting and awareness of the abundance of kindnesses reminds of the Thanksgiving poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, which starts:We walk on starry fields of whiteAnd do not see the daisies;For blessings common in our sightWe rarely...

October Tea ’23

  From Kathy:   10 Virtues of Tea by Rikyu:  Blessed by gods / shakes off sleepiness / discharges filial duties / wards off disease/ makes one love and respect people / frees one from earthly desires / keeps one healthy / has contact withnobility / prolongs life...

August Tea ’23

  From Deborah MN First time at the library. Quite noisy and distracting. Fun though to join you even late.   From Karima Thank you soooo much for this beautiful tea time together! Must go.   From Kate I begin in uncertainty, slowly, my hands remember   From Jean...

REMEMBERING – The Old Lama Kitchen

Lama children on the steps of the Old Kitchen (1981).  Arielle, Asha (Bernard) and Jamil inside the kitchen (1981). Photos offered by Asha and Uwais Old Lama Kitchen - A few memories By Irit Umani, June 2023 When I think of Lama’s Old Kitchen, my mind almost...

June Tea ’23

  From Chad Being in NO tea/my body needing to rest/I become a guest. ( thank you) From Jean the glob, it sinks, it floats, it pulls us in, but like healing everywhere, just add a bit of hotwater, whisk and drink, and all of your cares will be gone. From Lesley...

May Tea ’23

From Gerow Purification... Meeting life as it is.... Acceptance orrecognition of the present moment... Respect.... Sense of freedom from "shoulds"   From Karen (who remembered this from another Lama Tea poet) Rains arrived... fire turns tosteam... renewal   From Deb...

April Tea ’23

    From Kathy While turning the compost pile at the retreat yesterday, I remembered this poemBy Sasaki Sanmi “Taking a break, resting my chin on the hoe, I sense the hoe’s strongattachment to this field” From Sakina holding each other gently / we share the...