I drink tea. A lot of tea. I prefer it over coffee, and when your parents drink it seventeen times a day, you seem to have no choice. So what happens when an avid tea drinker discovers a new breed of tea? Intelligent, zen-filled, therapeutic tea? Well, she stops wasting hundreds of dollars a session on therapy, and starts ripping those tea bags open every day - hoping, praying that the little paper on the end of the tea bag will know just what to tell her. Because it was, in fact, just written for me. Here's just a taste of what my Yogi Tea has been saying...
Realize that the other person is you.
When we practice listening, we become intuitive.
Let love elevate yourself to excellence.
Your greatness is not what you have, it's what you give.
Your destiny is to merge with infinity.
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