Cha

There is nothing like sweet cha, tea, after a long day when every sip feels like the balm my mother lovingly applies to my head whenever I ask her to press it when it hurts. There is something special about tea, especially when it is shared as a group. As we quietly sip, weariness bids adieu to the body, and in its place an energy is infused that allows us, once again, to create and embroider.