Dear One 

Pour the tea in contemplation and lean into this letter... 

Beloved,

I’m amazed at how frequently you pass

 through the sieve of my mind

 and remind me you are always with me.

In simple moments—

 washing dishes, folding laundry—

 there you are.

Sometimes briefly.

 Sometimes long enough to feel held.

This is what assures me that those we love are always with us—

 even across distance, even across time.

If we slow down…

and notice.

Take your time, there's no need to hurry.

Mistress of the Brew