Pour
your
Heart
Shadows into Light —
The Lotus grows from the mud —untouched.
Fine Tea, likewise, lifts us beyond the world,
into the realm of the liminal, the possible.
Tea returns us to what is most original —
natural, unchanging, whole.
In its simplicity —
the feeling of ten thousand years
contained in a single moment.
Words cannot contain it.
They are but traces,
like memories of clouds.
Fine Tea lifts us from the well-worn path,
to one where we walk a few inches above the ground.
We welcome you beyond the ordinary,
into the dream's own landscape.
To walk, as the sages did —
one with the sky.
Opening the gates of the senses — into the sublime.
cup by cup
piece by piece
The Collection
Three threads woven toward the center.
Each thread a jouney — in its own way, in its own time.
This round felt like a transmission
from well-matured leaves --
a communion with rich, vegetal realms.
H. Linde
Sublime energies unfolding; flavours focused, deep, ineffable.
Po
Po and I have been drinking some of your teas and they're incredible. We're both blown away.
Audrey D.
Beyond the Doorless Door -- Vintage Puerh
Beyond the doorless door, there is tea that cradles Time itself --
Here silence is golden, but never imposed.
Amid the pouring of water the world dissolves --
what remains are ineffable wonders.
Sometimes laughing like storm clouds,
Sometimes static as stone.
Cloudwalker is a threshold to this moment, wherein presence is poured out with the assuredness of the Sage.
