One Sip at the Center

Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the whole earth revolves.

Reverence is not a feeling you wait for. It is the decision to keep your hand on the warm cup a moment longer before lifting it. It is noticing the weight shift as the cup empties, the small heat moving into your palm, the swallow you usually skip past. Nothing else needs to stop. The day will still arrive with its lists. But this one sip can be complete, and finished, and yours.