Of all the sensual experiences available, I don't know why I have fixated on tea as my vehicle for pleasure and stimulation. In middle age, some choose a young mistress but me, I yearn for certain kind of leaves in a teapot. I'm not looking for a perfect cup of tea as much as where the brew will take me.
Just as certain music can induce complex moods, certain cups of tea have brought indescribable reverie of complex emotions. I haven't written about it much because, well I resist writing such intimate tea thoughts for any random stranger to chance upon. But what is a tea blog but the very place for sharing tea thoughts. So here goes. Sometimes the mood is joy, sometimes it's sadness, but mostly it's many emotions fused in inseparable ways. These feelings are very different from the usual wellspring of emotions that bubble, much more existential but not angsty. It's purer, less clouded by my individual self.
But unlike music that will naturally pull from you as a passive listener, finding this altered tea state requires a bit more active engagement. I have to be attuned to it to be carried in and I have to make a conscious effort not to think which will carry me out. I imagine wine and scotch are much less finicky to bring about this type state with the aid of alcohol or certain drugs but some how I desire this specifically from tea.I don't know what brew of brain chemicals is exactly triggering these episodes and why I think tea is the conduit. I've thought perhaps because I drink tea often and it's incidental that I wrongly attribute tea drinking to be the vehicle. But definitely puerh brings about this state than most. And I need the tea as the doorway for now.
Winter is upon us at least in the northern hemisphere. Dear reader, I hope you are bundled up and warming yourself up with a hot cup of tea. From my favorite games, I've made a quiet playlist for you that is suitable for carrying you to sleep. Enjoy.