After a long day of tree listening, Furber had arrived back home. He knew exactly what he needed to do next. He made his way to the stove and put the kettle on. As the kettle gradually began to boil, Furber reflected on his day.
I’m making progress, it’s been difficult, but I’m making progress…
Furber had gone much further into the woodland today and spoken to many trees. He listened deeply to their concerns and took time to comfort them. Through his patience and understanding, Furber was making a big difference.
Soon there was a sharp whistle and Furber turned his attention back to the kettle. He took the kettle and carefully tipped the water out into a teapot. The water turned a rich golden colour, and the gentle scent of tea leaves began to fill the room.
Furber paused before pouring the tea out into his cup.
I think if anyone has earned a cup of tea, it’s me!
Moments later, Furber made his way outside. The evening air was much cooler now and the woods were quiet. Around the back of his house, Furber had set up a small table and chairs with a view that overlooked the woodland.
As Furber sat down and began to drink his tea, he felt the heartbeat of the Earth underneath his feet and thought about his connection to the world around him.
When I’m in the present moment, I feel joyful.
He drank again from his cup.
In the present moment, I’m reminded that I’m never alone. I’m connected to a universe full of love, compassion, and playfulness.
Separation is an illusion.
As sky darkened and slowly filled with stars, Furber smiled to himself, because his cup of tea was the universe, and the universe was his cup of tea!
