the aesthetics of tea are experienced in the simplicity of the immediate and the particular

Our body is a cup, floating on the ocean....

"The wind is an ocean....i and so many worlds

are rolling there, mysterious, dimly seen.

And our bodies? Our body is a cup, floating

on the ocean, soon it will fill and sink...

Not even one bubble will show where it went down.

The spirit is so near that you can`t see it.

But reach for it...don`t be a jar

full of water, whose rim is always dry.

Don`t be the rider who gallops all night

and never sees the horse that is beaneath him"

M.J. Rumi

(The Rumi collection, An Anthology, slected by Kabir Helminski, Shambhala, Boston & London, 2005)

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