March 10, 2017

The Buddha told his student, ‘Every morning I drink from my favorite teacup. I hold it in my hands and feel the warmth of the cup from the hot liquid it contains. I breathe in the aroma of my tea and enjoy my mornings in this way. But in my mind the teacup is already broken.’

Everyone should have a favourite tea cup as part of their morning ritual. This wass mine. It feels just right in my hand and I know every crack in its glaze.

Philosophy


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