I have this strange habit of waking
up in the middle of the night with words and phrases in my head. If I’m even
slightly coherent I will grab my iPhone and write them down. Sometimes I find
these notes to myself and wonder why I kept them. Other times I find something
that resonates with meaning.
“Tea with Savages” was one of those phrases. It was the embodiment of so many years of my life spent trying to make everything perfect. I tried so hard to have the perfect tea party that I didn’t realize the savages were as unhappy as I was. Now I’m attempting to live life as graciously as possible, and I’m trying to stop worrying about others’ expectations of me. It’s a long road.
For many years my writing was my last priority, but I’m trying to change that. Tea with Savages is a place to tell my stories. Thank you for visiting and sharing this journey with me. Welcome to the jungle of my mind. Care for a cup of tea?
“Tea with Savages” was one of those phrases. It was the embodiment of so many years of my life spent trying to make everything perfect. I tried so hard to have the perfect tea party that I didn’t realize the savages were as unhappy as I was. Now I’m attempting to live life as graciously as possible, and I’m trying to stop worrying about others’ expectations of me. It’s a long road.
For many years my writing was my last priority, but I’m trying to change that. Tea with Savages is a place to tell my stories. Thank you for visiting and sharing this journey with me. Welcome to the jungle of my mind. Care for a cup of tea?
You can sometimes subdue the voices but you can never truly silence them...Let them speak, listen to their words, and document what they say...Your soul was born with quill in hand and a reservoir of ink in which to dip it....I too am a poet and and a prophet - and I too neglected my gift...glad you unwrapped your wings...go use them...
ReplyDeleteThank you for your lovely words, Darren. Keep writing!
ReplyDeleteYour blog's layout is so pretty!
ReplyDeleteI have a notebook in which I jot down random things that come to me, such as "The noses that pick together, stick together!"
Yeah. Don't even ask.
Thanks, J.S.!
DeleteThe notebook is a great idea. I have one by my bed now for longer ideas.
"Tea with Savages" came to me along with "The Telling Jar" (which sounds like either bad poetry or a weird children's book) and "Duelling with Words" (not as bad, but a little ostentatious.) I'm not going to ask about the nose-picking :)
I'm madly in love with this phrase, and the colors on this blog! You will take this so far. Blogging can be really good for the soul.
ReplyDeletePerhaps you'll find out that tea is less fun than the savage part/ ;)
Thanks, Katie! It makes me happy (even though I'm more of a coffee drinker.)
DeleteAnd I agree, bring on the savages! :)
This is Gorgeous! I love the name. It brings to mind what we do in our little jungle o' blues! Can't wait to read more from your awesome imagination!
ReplyDeleteThank you, LaDonna! I was really happy that it tied in so well with our little jungle family, too. And my next post even features a monkey. Yes, I have a true story that involves a monkey. :)
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