Eccentric Tea Woman

  After crying, I decided to meditate so that I could finally listen to the silence. Eyes closed, mouth in need of moisture, I felt nothing, yet heard the house settling all around me.  Cracks, a sigh too deep to be anything else, and soon the heater came on providing me with that wonderful white noise. I am terrified of silence and what it represents. Noise has been my babysitter ever since I said yes to giving up my life. Perhaps we need more silence in our hate-filled world.  Maybe then we can finally speak our truths.  Viridian Tea Company - Strange and Unusual Tea Blends! Click HERE for the Etsy store link!

I think writers are gods- To create a life within a sentence Give it breath or a disease To finally cut it short Like Fate, shears in blood Rusted. The power of the Word, written, oral These powers come at a dear price- The loss of sanity. But, sanity is a blocker To uncharted areas, ideas Fantasies, images. I gave up my sanity at 13. Virginity at 19. My colours are brighter, now. Faces appear while my caramel fingers Move across a keyboard, or hold a pen The ink precious, like angel tears. The lives I create are mine to mold, Destroy and learn from. I am mad, true But my Fate is here, varied and colour-full. Viridian Tea Company - Strange and Unusual Tea Blends! Click HERE for the Etsy store link!  

For quite some time, I hated Winter. Winter, to me, was the symbol for the upcoming Christmas season, a time when simple drives would become encumbered by ice and/or snow on the streets. A time when you're so cold that your fingers go terribly numb and all you want is a very hot cup of tea or hot chocolate. I hated having to deal with ice storms in the South; when two flakes of snow appeared, everyone went into a panic. When I moved to Colorado, I realized that the Winter I had previously experienced in the South was nothing compared to the Winter out here. Snow is a big deal out here and when it hits, it HITS. My neighbourhood is still under some of the snow from our last storm and the melting is slowly yet surely happening. I hate the thought of driving in the snow because I don't have a truck. I don't have an SUV. I have a Toyota Corolla, and an old one at that. I really, truly hated Winter. Today changed all of that. As I enjoyed a cold walk around the lake near where w...

  Whitman tapped me on the shoulder and told me that I needed  to get over it. Why is everyone so miserable, he asked. You have it all and still you cry because it is  never enough. I looked into those old eyes (he was right, even for a dead poet) and made him a cup of tea. Well now, he said, perhaps you have made a new step. We sipped our sencha in silence among the leaves of grass. Viridian Tea Company - Strange and Unusual Tea Blends! Click HERE for the Etsy store link!

  drinking coffee for the 1827th time. a promise made by way of neutral glances. I want to remember this moment - here and now -  and understand that it is not fleeting by like they told us it would. coffee, hazelnut, and milk to remind me of this moment. you had nowhere to be as did I. the snow muffled every sound. a small sip that burned my tongue. your hand, resting on mine.  Viridian Tea Company - Strange and Unusual Tea Blends! Click HERE for the Etsy store!

  I am a lover of Renaissance Festivals. I love the idea of traveling back in time and enjoying a day filled with joust matches, turkey legs, and being serenaded by a man dressed as Don Quixote (that really happened). One year, I went to the Georgia Renaissance Festival with someone who had never been to one. I was more than happy to show them a part of my weird world. I dressed in somewhat period clothing, yet as I was putting on my cloak in the hotel lobby, this person told me to not put it on "because people were looking at me". Although I didn't let it ruin my day, those words did bother me for years. I used to always wonder if people were looking at me and thinking - She's SO weird! She's such a freak! Black girls don't act like THAT! Why is she trying to act white??? I heard those statements for so long that I refused to show any kind of joy at anything that was strange and unusual. How my enjoying a Harry Potter movie caused a guy I was dating at the t...

  For the longest time, it was a given that you should always put others before yourself. You should take care of others. Family comes first, no matter what. For the longest time, I believed those words - I would always come second, third, or even way way in the back. I tried to help others and I noticed something - the more I helped others, the sicker I felt. The more I put everyone else before me, the more my anxiety would beat me down. I took in everyone else's problems and made them my own. Years later, after removing toxic elements from my life, I discovered myself. I sat in a chair in a room in a house in a place that I had ignored. I looked down and noticed that I had a teacup filled with tea in my hands. I took a sip of the tea, smiled, and then felt the warmth coursing through my body. I drank more of the tea and remained quiet. After so many years of taking care of others, I wanted to take of myself now. I set my teacup in my hands and noticed ripples in the tea. I got up...