
I wish you bubbles on your tea…
Once upon a time when I was living in the States, I invited a lady to come for tea. She was so excited and accepted immediately. We set a tea date. Perhaps a new friend in the making?
She arrived on a hot and steamy day, so I made it cold. I know, not how us Brits serve tea, but I’d heard that was the American way if they drank it at all. Not my fave way. I take my tea hot, with a splash of milk.
But, I thought a lovely iced herbal infusion would be just the ticket!
Instead of my usual china teacup and saucer, I opted for a delightful delicate crystal glass.
Perfect!
Or so I thought. Turns out, so I was told, at least three times during our tea party–she’d never ‘ever’ been invited to tea before.
(I know, you’d think I’d learn. Americans don’t do tea. I guess sometimes I’m a bit slow!)
As she left I invited her again, but this time told her that I’d do it properly. Which just floated over her head. Of course, she’d never been invited to tea before. And therefore had no idea what I was blathering about. (She loved it, btw.)
So, Dearheart, I was left wondering why I’d watered down my magic? Trey to accommodate what I thought someone needed. To make them feel comfortable. Not be too much. I didn’t celebrate my uniqueness.
And in doing so I actually shortchanged this lovely lady from having a new experience. Whether she would have liked it or not, it would have been new and different for her. And I’d have sparkled in sharing something that was uniquely British in the middle of a small American town.
And I wondered…
How often do we rein it in? Water down our magic? Not be fully ourselves.
Are you too shortchanging yourself and those around you?
And so, I encourage you to show up. What if today we show up 100 percent in all our sparkly, stardust, messy eccentricity?
What will you do differently today?
I’d love to know your thoughts on this. Drop me a comment below or send me a message.
And the bubbles? My Welsh grandmother taught me that bubbles on the top of your tea mean money is flowing your way. The more bubbles, the more abundance.
She drank her tea black and scooped the bubbles off with her teaspoon to drink them in.
So, my dear, today I wish you bubbles on your tea. Served proper…hot, and poured from the teapot.
Wanna come over for tea?

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