April 1, 2014

Lapsang Souchong (say THAT five times, fast!)

According to some sources, Lapsang souchong is the first black tea in history (green tea has been around much longer), and the story of its origin […]
March 7, 2014

Why Choose Loose Leaf Tea?

Why pick artisan loose-leaf teas instead of tea bags from your local Meijer? Well, for starters, our organic loose-leaf teas are carefully and traditionally picked and […]
March 6, 2014

Decisions, decisions….

Every Spring, I head to New York to attend my favorite Tarot conference of the year, The Reader’s Studio. Hundreds of tarot folk arrive from all […]
August 8, 2013

Baby Spit and Happiness -by Heatherleigh Navarre

My friend Carol Peters used to talk about her dream of one day finding a community of people – a utopian ideal of men and women, young and old, from every faith, every race, every different background, all learning and growing together. She found her community in her spiritual fellowship, and I often think of her profound gratitude for that as I contemplate my own community, the one that surrounds my work life here at the Boston Tea Room.

For a while I had been taking a back seat at work; I have a phenomenal staff of smart and talented people who can handle any situation, and that left me free to do some work from home, focus on long-term planning, and do some long overdue catching up with our accounting and bookkeeping backlog (not my favorite work duties, by a long shot). So it was a relief a few weeks ago when a staffing change-up required that I get more “hands-on” in the shop. Suddenly I was back where I belong, front and center greeting our visitors and clients each day, having conversations about their families, careers, challenges and victories, dusting shelves, organizing books, and fussing over displays of crystals and herbs. In short, I am back in my element.

Today we were so blessed with people stopping in to our little shop that I ended up working right through my meditation session, ringing up sales and even getting to snuggle for a while with the two-month-old grandson of one of my long-time clients. Even as I type this, I can smell a little of his spit-up that got left behind on my shirt. Luckily, a volunteer generously offered to take over the meditation session for our fifteen grateful meditators, most of whom came down afterward to have a cup of tea and some conversation. This is what I truly love about this shop: the amazing people from every walk of life who come in and share their energy, enthusiasm, and passions with us. I won’t pretend I didn’t come home exhausted, but it was that good kind of tired that follows time well spent, and recognition that, just like my friend Carol, I have found my people. And THAT is what life is all about.