Tea Club Blog http://tea-club.info Learn all about tea varieties and how tea is made Thu, 15 Mar 2012 10:26:50 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 Pure beauty http://tea-club.info/p-535.html http://tea-club.info/p-535.html#comments Thu, 15 Mar 2012 10:26:50 +0000 admin http://tea-club.info/p-535.html It suddenly started raining in Zurich North. When I went to Stadelhofen on foot, it was dry, as if the old Zurich was emotionally totally dried up. And of course the rain beats down there, where life is here -. Just in Balkan ghetto Zurich You have many fellow travelers, known in his sympathetic nature and natural phenomenon studied.Honestly, I can not handle it very well because he does not reveal much about himself. When I meet such people, I'm provocative. It is delightful to have someone Jagger from the house. Nevertheless, he seems to come with me and clear me happy again with surprises. Last week I got a package and saw many many beautiful patterns Pu Er. I knew then, not as I do with it. He said he would help me a survey to get closer to the Teelandschaft in Yunn – “. I hope you will come with time” And half the patties from Bangwei 邦 崴 – it is immediately struck me. “What's that?” “A rare tea cakes from the 2nd oldest tree in Bangwei.” “How old is he?” “Allegedly, over a thousand years old.”
Bangwei, a village close to Burma, Hot Tea tree is known by the King, who now owns an old lady and is guarded 24 hours. This ancient tea trees from Bangwei should provide evidence of the transformation process of the wild tea trees to cultivated trees.
You wrote me that this tea smells remarkably clear – Qing Yang. “Strikingly clear?” I disagreed with him, “He is a serene beauty! As discreet and subtle. In his quiet presence, I feel the quality of an old tree!” Falls in the first infusion, I talk about metal and the light on for almost sea-tasting flavor. I prefer more infusions. The late echo, which slowly from the throat to the mouth spreading sweetness and perfume tied my perception. I should know that tea is different from an old tree revealed as the ordinary garden-Pu Er tea, perhaps in the untrained palate even more strongly auff & # xe4;! filled
That this silent presence can be misunderstood, reflects our society. Who can now only concentrate on the essential, without sometimes confused by the clamor of the street?
But! Good things speak for themselves
I know Romeo has a geraumten time. He is a quiet supporter of Shui Tang He visited me again and again and brings the tea everywhere. He describes himself as Teekurier. Behind his cowboy-appearance hides a big heart for tea! But Romeo is very hard to keep quiet. He has to move constantly. As we drank this last Tuesday Banwei 2011, he was quiet at once. Properly quiet.
With this clear beauty, in this rare moment of clear, beautiful words are superfluous.
This is the tea I would drink on a rainy day like today in the evening alone. The All-a-His honors this tea, so that he in his whole being understood and may be intoxicated.
Romeo and I were sitting quietly in Tang Shui It was a beautiful moment that two tea-lovers can exchange the interim the tea-without a word.

You told me later that there were only 4 cakes this year. He got one. He gave me half.
I'm here in Europe it spread further..


]]> It suddenly started raining in Zurich North. When I went to Stadelhofen on foot, it was dry, as if the old Zurich was emotionally totally dried up. And of course the rain beats down there, where life is here -. Just in Balkan ghetto Zurich You have many fellow travelers, known in his sympathetic nature and natural phenomenon studied.Honestly, I can not handle it very well because he does not reveal much about himself. When I meet such people, I'm provocative. It is delightful to have someone Jagger from the house. Nevertheless, he seems to come with me and clear me happy again with surprises. Last week I got a package and saw many many beautiful patterns Pu Er. I knew then, not as I do with it. He said he would help me a survey to get closer to the Teelandschaft in Yunn – “. I hope you will come with time” And half the patties from Bangwei 邦 崴 – it is immediately struck me. “What's that?” “A rare tea cakes from the 2nd oldest tree in Bangwei.” “How old is he?” “Allegedly, over a thousand years old.”
Bangwei, a village close to Burma, Hot Tea tree is known by the King, who now owns an old lady and is guarded 24 hours. This ancient tea trees from Bangwei should provide evidence of the transformation process of the wild tea trees to cultivated trees.
You wrote me that this tea smells remarkably clear – Qing Yang. “Strikingly clear?” I disagreed with him, “He is a serene beauty! As discreet and subtle. In his quiet presence, I feel the quality of an old tree!” Falls in the first infusion, I talk about metal and the light on for almost sea-tasting flavor. I prefer more infusions. The late echo, which slowly from the throat to the mouth spreading sweetness and perfume tied my perception. I should know that tea is different from an old tree revealed as the ordinary garden-Pu Er tea, perhaps in the untrained palate even more strongly auff & # xe4;! filled
That this silent presence can be misunderstood, reflects our society. Who can now only concentrate on the essential, without sometimes confused by the clamor of the street?
But! Good things speak for themselves
I know Romeo has a geraumten time. He is a quiet supporter of Shui Tang He visited me again and again and brings the tea everywhere. He describes himself as Teekurier. Behind his cowboy-appearance hides a big heart for tea! But Romeo is very hard to keep quiet. He has to move constantly. As we drank this last Tuesday Banwei 2011, he was quiet at once. Properly quiet.
With this clear beauty, in this rare moment of clear, beautiful words are superfluous.
This is the tea I would drink on a rainy day like today in the evening alone. The All-a-His honors this tea, so that he in his whole being understood and may be intoxicated.
Romeo and I were sitting quietly in Tang Shui It was a beautiful moment that two tea-lovers can exchange the interim the tea-without a word.

You told me later that there were only 4 cakes this year. He got one. He gave me half.
I'm here in Europe it spread further..

]]> http://tea-club.info/p-535.html/feed 0 Taka http://tea-club.info/p-534.html http://tea-club.info/p-534.html#comments Wed, 14 Mar 2012 13:10:37 +0000 admin http://tea-club.info/p-534.html Hubert told several months ago that he gets a visitor from Japan Kaikado and I help him because I'm Asian. Kaikado is a Manufactum in Kyoto, make it air-tight tea tins by hand. Often, a customer of Hubert, the purchase as a can of tea and then get at me. These visitors today, I should know.
It is a young man – I thought I'd hit a sixty year old! Who does caddy today by hand – if you're not too old to retrain to make
?A young man with glasses, and naturally likable. I see in my eyes is not a typical maneuver of exaggerated politeness, but a natural sovereign men
Taka – he introduced himself. He was two times in Shui Tang, because we wanted a cup of tea together. Today Shui Tang was full of extra customers. Taka, sat and waited in vain for a good cup of Pu Er. He went, as the customers were at the checkout. I continued to work, without exchanging a word with him, as if it were so simple and obvious, as if we had known a long time.
Finally, the door was closed and lights are put. Taka came.
The lights were in use again and I gave him a cup of Menghai 1985th
We began to talk with our simple tool of English. Somehow, my English was quite fluent now – amazing. He told me that he is the sixth generation to produce these caddies. He told me how difficult it was his grandfather, preferred as the imported Japanese industrial caddies. He told me how his father insisted to carry forward the tradition, no matter what the outside world is changing, and laughed at him. “Money can not make us happy.” He said, “My father said, if you do right thing for you, you want to meet right people!”
When I heard it, I knew who I met here. It is now again a man with the sign on the forehead – if I may asuleihen the words of Hermann Hesse, who is out to me. These people are not afraid of changing the world, no ambivalence in the future. They know that they bear responsibility for their own lives and they live in the process of self-becoming-self instead of self-Verteildigen. I told him of my existence in Zurich. I gladly give my outside world much power. I am happy to respond to the expectations and projections of others. I am happy to perceive the stimuli. But these “outside world” can no longer affect much influences my truth. I want to shape my world, so how would I live there -. From the inside

“If we can concentrate on the inner world, we embrace the future.” we formulated our attitude toward life.

“I do not concentrate on the money I just concentrate on my work Maybe the money will follow -..”
“It happens automaticlly!” – We shape our world in which we live
.I asked him if he exercises any traditional practice – Zenweg, the way of tea or something. His words are full of life affirmation. He said, “No, I just tell you, what my father and Grandfather said.”
Hubert finally came. I told him, “Hubert, he comes from the same planet as us.” We laughed.
There is a Chinese ideal and I'm very glad I got it forthcoming. It is not necessary to inquire into the origin and history of my opponent. In a true encounter in the here and now people get to know the heart to heart. Why speak of time and space, why do research about the past and future?.

]]> Hubert told several months ago that he gets a visitor from Japan Kaikado and I help him because I'm Asian. Kaikado is a Manufactum in Kyoto, make it air-tight tea tins by hand. Often, a customer of Hubert, the purchase as a can of tea and then get at me. These visitors today, I should know.
It is a young man – I thought I'd hit a sixty year old! Who does caddy today by hand – if you're not too old to retrain to make
?A young man with glasses, and naturally likable. I see in my eyes is not a typical maneuver of exaggerated politeness, but a natural sovereign men
Taka – he introduced himself. He was two times in Shui Tang, because we wanted a cup of tea together. Today Shui Tang was full of extra customers. Taka, sat and waited in vain for a good cup of Pu Er. He went, as the customers were at the checkout. I continued to work, without exchanging a word with him, as if it were so simple and obvious, as if we had known a long time.
Finally, the door was closed and lights are put. Taka came.
The lights were in use again and I gave him a cup of Menghai 1985th
We began to talk with our simple tool of English. Somehow, my English was quite fluent now – amazing. He told me that he is the sixth generation to produce these caddies. He told me how difficult it was his grandfather, preferred as the imported Japanese industrial caddies. He told me how his father insisted to carry forward the tradition, no matter what the outside world is changing, and laughed at him. “Money can not make us happy.” He said, “My father said, if you do right thing for you, you want to meet right people!”
When I heard it, I knew who I met here. It is now again a man with the sign on the forehead – if I may asuleihen the words of Hermann Hesse, who is out to me. These people are not afraid of changing the world, no ambivalence in the future. They know that they bear responsibility for their own lives and they live in the process of self-becoming-self instead of self-Verteildigen. I told him of my existence in Zurich. I gladly give my outside world much power. I am happy to respond to the expectations and projections of others. I am happy to perceive the stimuli. But these “outside world” can no longer affect much influences my truth. I want to shape my world, so how would I live there -. From the inside

“If we can concentrate on the inner world, we embrace the future.” we formulated our attitude toward life.

“I do not concentrate on the money I just concentrate on my work Maybe the money will follow -..”
“It happens automaticlly!” – We shape our world in which we live
.I asked him if he exercises any traditional practice – Zenweg, the way of tea or something. His words are full of life affirmation. He said, “No, I just tell you, what my father and Grandfather said.”
Hubert finally came. I told him, “Hubert, he comes from the same planet as us.” We laughed.
There is a Chinese ideal and I'm very glad I got it forthcoming. It is not necessary to inquire into the origin and history of my opponent. In a true encounter in the here and now people get to know the heart to heart. Why speak of time and space, why do research about the past and future?.

]]> http://tea-club.info/p-534.html/feed 0 The piano has been drinking http://tea-club.info/p-533.html http://tea-club.info/p-533.html#comments Tue, 13 Mar 2012 15:34:11 +0000 admin http://tea-club.info/p-533.html The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep And the combo went back to New York, the jukebox has to take a leak And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break And the telephone's out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking ...

And the menus are all freezing, and the light man's blind in one eye
And he can not see out of the other
And the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid, and he showed up with his mother
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
As the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler cream-puff casper milktoast
And the owner is a mental midget with the I.Q. of a fence post
'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking …

And you can not find your waitress with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends and you just can not get served without her
And the box-office is drooling, and the bar stools are on fire
And the newspapers were fooling, and the ash-trays have retired
'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking, not me, not me, not me, not me, not me

There must be a bad reputation when one always gets paid Teehändlerin Champagne, whiskey and coffee!
I enjoy my bad reputation.
Roger brought me a bottle of whiskey from Swiss Elfingen. I smelled fine to clear the fluid and to clean the cork. Sauer, clear and typical, I smell malt, wood, and it is sharp.
Sharp and clean – I gave my outrageous comments that it reminds me of the Virgin Queen Elizabeth I. The clean taste gefielt the round very well. For me it is simply too acidic to Swiss and – Oh, just
Virgin Queen.I gladly grabbed the bottle, which sent me Björn: Ardbeg, The Ultimate. A wealth of smells and intensity of flavor, put me into another world. It is not clean, not comprehensible and clear. It is complex, twisty and full of smoke. The smoke itself may be the noise! Who wants to hear more comprehensible story? I do not want to have a clean recognizable face. What bothers you if ambiguity creates more space and power? Our world is ready as it is ambiguous, incoherent and full of breaks. Why do we still dream of a Switzerland that only “the Swiss” is – except SVP
I heard at that moment the Blues immediately by Ravel. In a smoky piano bar returned a man. What he has put behind him? He was exhausted and his heart seemed to be injured. Is this place the place of his desire? If he finds his peace? What else can happen? I do not see it just because it was smoky, probably because I myself was in play.
Roger could not tolerate this Ardberg. He would prefer the whiskey from Elfingen. Charlotte nodded her head. He took out his phone and showed me a song by Tom Waits -. The Piano Has Been Drinking
Roger complained of pain because of whiskey. I prepare him for the valuable Huangyin 1980. The smooth infusion were like drops of healing. They flowed like silk in the throat and immediately quieted the plaintiff cells. I know why some hikers are addicted to Pu Er, especially after the old stored Pu Er. In these ruby ​​red drops we encounter a world of absolute timelessness – We have arrived – at this absolute level – no matter where we are actually
.Who is really in the noise? The returnees, the piano or I?
Who is really the guest? The tea or me?
The piano has been drinking, not me..

]]> The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep And the combo went back to New York, the jukebox has to take a leak And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break And the telephone's out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking ...

And the menus are all freezing, and the light man's blind in one eye
And he can not see out of the other
And the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid, and he showed up with his mother
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
As the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler cream-puff casper milktoast
And the owner is a mental midget with the I.Q. of a fence post
'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking …

And you can not find your waitress with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends and you just can not get served without her
And the box-office is drooling, and the bar stools are on fire
And the newspapers were fooling, and the ash-trays have retired
'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking, not me, not me, not me, not me, not me

There must be a bad reputation when one always gets paid Teehändlerin Champagne, whiskey and coffee!
I enjoy my bad reputation.
Roger brought me a bottle of whiskey from Swiss Elfingen. I smelled fine to clear the fluid and to clean the cork. Sauer, clear and typical, I smell malt, wood, and it is sharp.
Sharp and clean – I gave my outrageous comments that it reminds me of the Virgin Queen Elizabeth I. The clean taste gefielt the round very well. For me it is simply too acidic to Swiss and – Oh, just
Virgin Queen.I gladly grabbed the bottle, which sent me Björn: Ardbeg, The Ultimate. A wealth of smells and intensity of flavor, put me into another world. It is not clean, not comprehensible and clear. It is complex, twisty and full of smoke. The smoke itself may be the noise! Who wants to hear more comprehensible story? I do not want to have a clean recognizable face. What bothers you if ambiguity creates more space and power? Our world is ready as it is ambiguous, incoherent and full of breaks. Why do we still dream of a Switzerland that only “the Swiss” is – except SVP
I heard at that moment the Blues immediately by Ravel. In a smoky piano bar returned a man. What he has put behind him? He was exhausted and his heart seemed to be injured. Is this place the place of his desire? If he finds his peace? What else can happen? I do not see it just because it was smoky, probably because I myself was in play.
Roger could not tolerate this Ardberg. He would prefer the whiskey from Elfingen. Charlotte nodded her head. He took out his phone and showed me a song by Tom Waits -. The Piano Has Been Drinking
Roger complained of pain because of whiskey. I prepare him for the valuable Huangyin 1980. The smooth infusion were like drops of healing. They flowed like silk in the throat and immediately quieted the plaintiff cells. I know why some hikers are addicted to Pu Er, especially after the old stored Pu Er. In these ruby ​​red drops we encounter a world of absolute timelessness – We have arrived – at this absolute level – no matter where we are actually
.Who is really in the noise? The returnees, the piano or I?
Who is really the guest? The tea or me?
The piano has been drinking, not me..

]]> http://tea-club.info/p-533.html/feed 0 Festival of Lights: Taiwan travel photo Evening 24/11/2011 http://tea-club.info/p-532.html http://tea-club.info/p-532.html#comments Sat, 10 Mar 2012 19:03:24 +0000 admin http://tea-club.info/p-532.html Taiwan 20,111,124 for 2011 Photos-4.pdf So I can make the non-passengers quite jealous, I post here, what we presented Hans. Hans, thank you! One sees very well what I've done it – nothing. Paul came to me after the trip, “Menglin, I'm not a herd animal.” He wanted to tell me that he really is an individualist and never go on a group trip would – actually. My answer was simple: “I also do not you think I was alpha male?”

No, I'm an omega animal. But for tea we took together as omega-animal and gave us trouble for peace on the mountain. Only for tea.
It was not easy …

.

]]> Taiwan 20,111,124 for 2011 Photos-4.pdf So I can make the non-passengers quite jealous, I post here, what we presented Hans. Hans, thank you! One sees very well what I've done it – nothing. Paul came to me after the trip, “Menglin, I'm not a herd animal.” He wanted to tell me that he really is an individualist and never go on a group trip would – actually. My answer was simple: “I also do not you think I was alpha male?”

No, I'm an omega animal. But for tea we took together as omega-animal and gave us trouble for peace on the mountain. Only for tea.
It was not easy …

.

]]> http://tea-club.info/p-532.html/feed 0 Properly prepare tea http://tea-club.info/p-531.html http://tea-club.info/p-531.html#comments Wed, 07 Mar 2012 12:54:17 +0000 admin http://tea-club.info/p-531.html Almost every day they ask me how to prepare the tea properly. Many are eager to come to my class. I do not give such a course. My standard answer is: “. Just go to You Tube where there are many experts who'll show you.” Actually, I do not think very much of such self-presentation of the experts.
Chragi with Roger and we have finally created nice page, where you can watch how the steps can be. There are only proposals and provide no basis for a Bible!

http://www.shuitang.ch/preparation
I wish you much fun.
Of course I want to thank here at Tashi! He has made wonderful pictures!
Soon it will go a real shop online Shui Tang. I'll report it here!.

]]> Almost every day they ask me how to prepare the tea properly. Many are eager to come to my class. I do not give such a course. My standard answer is: “. Just go to You Tube where there are many experts who'll show you.” Actually, I do not think very much of such self-presentation of the experts.
Chragi with Roger and we have finally created nice page, where you can watch how the steps can be. There are only proposals and provide no basis for a Bible!

http://www.shuitang.ch/preparation
I wish you much fun.
Of course I want to thank here at Tashi! He has made wonderful pictures!
Soon it will go a real shop online Shui Tang. I'll report it here!.

]]> http://tea-club.info/p-531.html/feed 0 Abraxas http://tea-club.info/p-530.html http://tea-club.info/p-530.html#comments Sun, 04 Mar 2012 17:00:16 +0000 admin http://tea-club.info/p-530.html On the way. On the way to meet people who wear a sign on his forehead. It may be that other people consider this as weird or crazy. Maybe they have other rights, because they want to use their energy there to impose their convictions. But the people who carry the character you want to find a clear and manifest themselves for the higher will be your own instead.Thus formulated, Herman Hesse in Demian on the “sign”.
And Abraxas is the god of both angels and Satan. It combines everything – good and bad. He leaves people who are too “clean” …
Many people refer to as an oasis Shui Tang. I do not like this name. It sounds as if there is a world and a fantasy world.
Is it out too loud – then we studied the rest. Noise and silence are not together?
At the moment I go really deep into the world of ancient Chinese calligraphy. Kalligrahpie for many people today, an alternative world. They learn it very diligently and exhibition making. I write my letters still with brush. Not because I can do it well, but because for me it is a lifestyle rather than an art.
In the highly revered and traditional texts of ancient Chinese I read letters between friends. In that war the 5th time Centuries was a greeting more than a greeting in Facebook, visiting different than a visit by car. In these texts, the people wrote how they think about each other. “I wanted to go visit you. Just before I came to your village, my joy at reaching the climax. I went to …” “When you came, I was not there. I am sending you a smile now.”
I read people, humanity. I feel joy and pain through the lines and curves. Because we are all human, we can only deal with Turbelenz the world with an inner attitude – live
humanity.
The road leads us home to our true birth of the human condition. Our mothers have been born, but to ourselves do we have to bear themselves.
I'm interested in many things not to happiness. Only the way home, the Abraxas not condemn that separates me from me no longer remains.
And on this path I meet people who bear this mark on his forehead. We may love a drink called tea
At the moment, the path leads me into the deep forest of ancient tea trees in Yunnan. In the intense, resinous and complex flavor of the old trees I meet Abraxas. It sits between the leaves and branches and singing.
Do you know the song “Pictures of the exhibition”? I hear Baba-Yaga!.

]]> On the way. On the way to meet people who wear a sign on his forehead. It may be that other people consider this as weird or crazy. Maybe they have other rights, because they want to use their energy there to impose their convictions. But the people who carry the character you want to find a clear and manifest themselves for the higher will be your own instead.Thus formulated, Herman Hesse in Demian on the “sign”.
And Abraxas is the god of both angels and Satan. It combines everything – good and bad. He leaves people who are too “clean” …
Many people refer to as an oasis Shui Tang. I do not like this name. It sounds as if there is a world and a fantasy world.
Is it out too loud – then we studied the rest. Noise and silence are not together?
At the moment I go really deep into the world of ancient Chinese calligraphy. Kalligrahpie for many people today, an alternative world. They learn it very diligently and exhibition making. I write my letters still with brush. Not because I can do it well, but because for me it is a lifestyle rather than an art.
In the highly revered and traditional texts of ancient Chinese I read letters between friends. In that war the 5th time Centuries was a greeting more than a greeting in Facebook, visiting different than a visit by car. In these texts, the people wrote how they think about each other. “I wanted to go visit you. Just before I came to your village, my joy at reaching the climax. I went to …” “When you came, I was not there. I am sending you a smile now.”
I read people, humanity. I feel joy and pain through the lines and curves. Because we are all human, we can only deal with Turbelenz the world with an inner attitude – live
humanity.
The road leads us home to our true birth of the human condition. Our mothers have been born, but to ourselves do we have to bear themselves.
I'm interested in many things not to happiness. Only the way home, the Abraxas not condemn that separates me from me no longer remains.
And on this path I meet people who bear this mark on his forehead. We may love a drink called tea
At the moment, the path leads me into the deep forest of ancient tea trees in Yunnan. In the intense, resinous and complex flavor of the old trees I meet Abraxas. It sits between the leaves and branches and singing.
Do you know the song “Pictures of the exhibition”? I hear Baba-Yaga!.

]]> http://tea-club.info/p-530.html/feed 0 Memory of the body http://tea-club.info/p-529.html http://tea-club.info/p-529.html#comments Sat, 03 Mar 2012 12:09:49 +0000 admin http://tea-club.info/p-529.html I always have trouble with my hair. Most likely it has to do with my parents' house. A portion of memory that stays in the body and can not be eingeordet is now scattered in life. He came back and told in a surprisingly natural way he remembered our conversation, when it snowed so much in NY.He remembered me. A tea to a snowy day. It is reminder of the beauty of life, which gives one to be with yourself. A body memory, which is chopped to pieces in everyday life isolated and lost.
Saturday morning, fog-free. A father with a very young son came to Tang Shui you spoke Spanish, discreet and quiet. The child wanted to paint the precious cup of Master Liao watch Shengwen. I let him enjoy it, but thought in mind that it is not sold – who would spend such a treasure for a small child? To my surprise, the cup went to the young lovers home. His father explained to me that they maintain a tea culture at home and it is now so far that the child begins with his. I was touched at that moment from the love of the Father. With joy I showed the child how to use a Anfängergeit, touches the cup and maintains. The money is not important, but the heart. The money can sometimes hinder one not to see a cup as a cup, but as a friend. This young little tea lovers grabbed my statement with the first tea mug in his life. Will he always remember? At this moment?

You told me of a forest near Jingmai. The area as large as endless. A forest full of old and very old tea trees. Between these tea trees grow orchids and ferns. “Will you come again with to see how small we are.” A body memory that we have as a child, as we look at this world that we as rich and famous football # xFC; lose are famous. I will not go there, I said. I want those trees to be as old as they should be. 2007 – a great year for the Pu Er tea speculators! The prices of Pu He was driven to a destructive level. At that time, many, many very old – like a very old tea trees to pluck the leaves just more convenient and faster! And the two thousand year old tea trees that once stood in the earth IClick Jingmai mountain were asked to Kunming on display. You letters to the loss of body memory! They died in the middle of the biggest shows of their lives!
When I drank Jingmai 1999, it reminded me of Bunnahabhain. The feeling in the middle of a very old temple to be – the resinous moss-covered and wind in a shady garden. A reminder that reminds me of respect and harmony with all. No matter how turbulent and confusing, our time, I believe in the love of our true self. It is possible to live it the way we are. There is a body memory, perhaps due to childhood, carefree as we at first sight looked to the world.
Anja and her family were visiting. The child laughed, danced, and turned into the room. When she was tired, she lay next to her father and stroked his hair. If you're watching, I knew that Anja will eventually forget. But her body does not forget it. The memory is stored and eventually aroused when it's ready..

]]> I always have trouble with my hair. Most likely it has to do with my parents' house. A portion of memory that stays in the body and can not be eingeordet is now scattered in life. He came back and told in a surprisingly natural way he remembered our conversation, when it snowed so much in NY.He remembered me. A tea to a snowy day. It is reminder of the beauty of life, which gives one to be with yourself. A body memory, which is chopped to pieces in everyday life isolated and lost.
Saturday morning, fog-free. A father with a very young son came to Tang Shui you spoke Spanish, discreet and quiet. The child wanted to paint the precious cup of Master Liao watch Shengwen. I let him enjoy it, but thought in mind that it is not sold – who would spend such a treasure for a small child? To my surprise, the cup went to the young lovers home. His father explained to me that they maintain a tea culture at home and it is now so far that the child begins with his. I was touched at that moment from the love of the Father. With joy I showed the child how to use a Anfängergeit, touches the cup and maintains. The money is not important, but the heart. The money can sometimes hinder one not to see a cup as a cup, but as a friend. This young little tea lovers grabbed my statement with the first tea mug in his life. Will he always remember? At this moment?

You told me of a forest near Jingmai. The area as large as endless. A forest full of old and very old tea trees. Between these tea trees grow orchids and ferns. “Will you come again with to see how small we are.” A body memory that we have as a child, as we look at this world that we as rich and famous football # xFC; lose are famous. I will not go there, I said. I want those trees to be as old as they should be. 2007 – a great year for the Pu Er tea speculators! The prices of Pu He was driven to a destructive level. At that time, many, many very old – like a very old tea trees to pluck the leaves just more convenient and faster! And the two thousand year old tea trees that once stood in the earth IClick Jingmai mountain were asked to Kunming on display. You letters to the loss of body memory! They died in the middle of the biggest shows of their lives!
When I drank Jingmai 1999, it reminded me of Bunnahabhain. The feeling in the middle of a very old temple to be – the resinous moss-covered and wind in a shady garden. A reminder that reminds me of respect and harmony with all. No matter how turbulent and confusing, our time, I believe in the love of our true self. It is possible to live it the way we are. There is a body memory, perhaps due to childhood, carefree as we at first sight looked to the world.
Anja and her family were visiting. The child laughed, danced, and turned into the room. When she was tired, she lay next to her father and stroked his hair. If you're watching, I knew that Anja will eventually forget. But her body does not forget it. The memory is stored and eventually aroused when it's ready..

]]> http://tea-club.info/p-529.html/feed 0 Bunnahabhain (peated), 13 years old, Circle http://tea-club.info/p-527.html http://tea-club.info/p-527.html#comments Fri, 02 Mar 2012 12:23:56 +0000 admin http://tea-club.info/p-527.html When I first got to the nose Bunnahabhain, a stream ran through my body. Only the nose, not even to the mouth. Steffi gave me even more to Springbank 1997th My nose could smell the smoky Springbank and my heart was already at the Bunnahabhain. How can I describe this encounter with Bunnahabhain It was a rainy night in the mountains full of pine and hinoki.The drop of warmed me and his response – slightly smoky, resinous, soft, velvety – put me on Sanzenin 三千 院 in Kyoto. In the garden of this temple stood a magnificent old pine. Its color will always remain loyal to green. In that moment I believed to be back in the garden and heard the wind that blew among the pine needle. My feet are walking on moss, velvety soft and protected. The incense was brought by wind in the nose, smoky, old and quiet. I got respect. Respect for the old tree in front of the old temples and in front of these old wines. Suddenly I was happy to Aich also feel OLD!
How does that because actually an old tree? A tree can not move, which is always only as a spectator and can only take the water to breathe and can not even tell us.
How about if a forest is so large as to Uetliberg Zurich, which has only such ancient tea trees? How will smell this forest? How do I feel in it? Smells like you as a tea made from these woods?
I smelled the pancakes. Old and fresh at the same time. The sweetness and resinous at the same time. The first infusion – I feel like at the moment the tea cook gently, even if it could be different in my memory. He was gentle and soft. The second infusion sweet and arousing. The third infusion deeper and wider. The fourth infusion – I tasted the inside of the tree and the bark of rough skin. I sighed.
Yes, I want him to always drink a day when it's snowing outside and the snow and when I calmed down the road, separated from the cold, and I'm in one.
Then I also look like an old tree-covered road. Then I can also feel like an old tree:
Like many, I've already seen?
Height and depth, up and down .. What can move me for?
What remains in my trunk, when the winter comes and the snow merges
It's nice when you / tree is so old.
But my passion, my love and vitality remain in me.
Every year when spring comes, drive the new buds and the branches cry for the sun to life!
It is fortunate, as an old tree, looking at life and live!.

]]> When I first got to the nose Bunnahabhain, a stream ran through my body. Only the nose, not even to the mouth. Steffi gave me even more to Springbank 1997th My nose could smell the smoky Springbank and my heart was already at the Bunnahabhain. How can I describe this encounter with Bunnahabhain It was a rainy night in the mountains full of pine and hinoki.The drop of warmed me and his response – slightly smoky, resinous, soft, velvety – put me on Sanzenin 三千 院 in Kyoto. In the garden of this temple stood a magnificent old pine. Its color will always remain loyal to green. In that moment I believed to be back in the garden and heard the wind that blew among the pine needle. My feet are walking on moss, velvety soft and protected. The incense was brought by wind in the nose, smoky, old and quiet. I got respect. Respect for the old tree in front of the old temples and in front of these old wines. Suddenly I was happy to Aich also feel OLD!
How does that because actually an old tree? A tree can not move, which is always only as a spectator and can only take the water to breathe and can not even tell us.
How about if a forest is so large as to Uetliberg Zurich, which has only such ancient tea trees? How will smell this forest? How do I feel in it? Smells like you as a tea made from these woods?
I smelled the pancakes. Old and fresh at the same time. The sweetness and resinous at the same time. The first infusion – I feel like at the moment the tea cook gently, even if it could be different in my memory. He was gentle and soft. The second infusion sweet and arousing. The third infusion deeper and wider. The fourth infusion – I tasted the inside of the tree and the bark of rough skin. I sighed.
Yes, I want him to always drink a day when it's snowing outside and the snow and when I calmed down the road, separated from the cold, and I'm in one.
Then I also look like an old tree-covered road. Then I can also feel like an old tree:
Like many, I've already seen?
Height and depth, up and down .. What can move me for?
What remains in my trunk, when the winter comes and the snow merges
It's nice when you / tree is so old.
But my passion, my love and vitality remain in me.
Every year when spring comes, drive the new buds and the branches cry for the sun to life!
It is fortunate, as an old tree, looking at life and live!.

]]> http://tea-club.info/p-527.html/feed 0 De Ja Vu – Green Spot http://tea-club.info/p-525.html http://tea-club.info/p-525.html#comments Thu, 01 Mar 2012 10:23:08 +0000 admin http://tea-club.info/p-525.html I know you? Actually, no. But I drink whiskey? Actually, no. But sometimes. What is really missing for a Teereise TEE! Jiri would scream very loudly. Many of our Teereise had withdrawal symptoms, because they get too little tea What did it take to compensate for this withdrawal symptom? We drank beer and whiskey! I love beer.Sometimes, like a glass of whiskey when he pleases me.
I love island living in the moment on a continent. Again and again the wind pushes me back on the island, a place of intervention. What these people have no place on an island and even volunteered himself to be an island?
We were like a small island, an island of the tea.
On a rainy night, we formed a small island in a small village on the bamboo forest. We drank beer and whiskey. Bjorn kept running to Hi-Life to bring to Suntory. Suntory – oh, if you must. I drank a glass and was very excited to speak not as in Lost in Translation.
Steffi then grabbed the bag and to their surprise, brought three bottles of treasures.
They were precious, so precious that Steffi is looking out for us, that we get not a drop too much and they swallowed wasteful.
I sniffed the bottle and saw what came up to me. A touch of …? Venus? What just slipped out of my head? The name meant nothing to me, green spot, but this drop did not seem to me to be a stranger! Gladly I tasted one, no – few drops and I was suddenly on a beautiful rose garden. Who stood at the gate? A beauty full of vitality. She smiled gracefully. Feminine, graceful and elegant in its simplicity. The drops ruschte just like silk under my throat. I waited. Then came the echo back of this Irish Green Spot. Suddenly I thought of the moment, very nice very long ago – all of us have experienced it once – as it was when we saw the world as a baby and our mothers, the Br & # xFC; ste gave? And even more I had to get the image as the “Satori” when kissing beautiful breasts! Those words just came out of my mouth and the words “excited” to laugh at all! The men laughed loudly and simultaneously complained, “This can only just tell a woman, if we say it is outrageous!”
Why is it outrageous? What's so bad luck if beautiful breasts are kissed, or vice versa?
It's just beautiful!
Steffi wrote the comments and sent them to her father.
Moses wrote me a few days ago and reported on this Whisky:
Well, the Green Spot whiskey from Ireland, there are only 6,000 bottles in
Years filled and your statement is true about him once. All
Men in our whiskey evenings put on a broad grin and
Women embarrassed smile ….. and buy a bottle ….< br />make and keep going.
I did not receive a commission..

]]> I know you? Actually, no. But I drink whiskey? Actually, no. But sometimes. What is really missing for a Teereise TEE! Jiri would scream very loudly. Many of our Teereise had withdrawal symptoms, because they get too little tea What did it take to compensate for this withdrawal symptom? We drank beer and whiskey! I love beer.Sometimes, like a glass of whiskey when he pleases me.
I love island living in the moment on a continent. Again and again the wind pushes me back on the island, a place of intervention. What these people have no place on an island and even volunteered himself to be an island?
We were like a small island, an island of the tea.
On a rainy night, we formed a small island in a small village on the bamboo forest. We drank beer and whiskey. Bjorn kept running to Hi-Life to bring to Suntory. Suntory – oh, if you must. I drank a glass and was very excited to speak not as in Lost in Translation.
Steffi then grabbed the bag and to their surprise, brought three bottles of treasures.
They were precious, so precious that Steffi is looking out for us, that we get not a drop too much and they swallowed wasteful.
I sniffed the bottle and saw what came up to me. A touch of …? Venus? What just slipped out of my head? The name meant nothing to me, green spot, but this drop did not seem to me to be a stranger! Gladly I tasted one, no – few drops and I was suddenly on a beautiful rose garden. Who stood at the gate? A beauty full of vitality. She smiled gracefully. Feminine, graceful and elegant in its simplicity. The drops ruschte just like silk under my throat. I waited. Then came the echo back of this Irish Green Spot. Suddenly I thought of the moment, very nice very long ago – all of us have experienced it once – as it was when we saw the world as a baby and our mothers, the Br & # xFC; ste gave? And even more I had to get the image as the “Satori” when kissing beautiful breasts! Those words just came out of my mouth and the words “excited” to laugh at all! The men laughed loudly and simultaneously complained, “This can only just tell a woman, if we say it is outrageous!”
Why is it outrageous? What's so bad luck if beautiful breasts are kissed, or vice versa?
It's just beautiful!
Steffi wrote the comments and sent them to her father.
Moses wrote me a few days ago and reported on this Whisky:
Well, the Green Spot whiskey from Ireland, there are only 6,000 bottles in
Years filled and your statement is true about him once. All
Men in our whiskey evenings put on a broad grin and
Women embarrassed smile ….. and buy a bottle ….< br />make and keep going.
I did not receive a commission..

]]> http://tea-club.info/p-525.html/feed 0 Just getting old – Lao Banzhang II 老 班 章 II http://tea-club.info/p-524.html http://tea-club.info/p-524.html#comments Wed, 29 Feb 2012 20:38:18 +0000 admin http://tea-club.info/p-524.html In every network claims in this very hot scene Pu He, the King of Lao Pu Ers was Banzhang. For me he is just getting old. On the journey in the bus like we joked about the age. Many claimed they could not estimate the age of Asian women. How old should my sister and how old should I be? Yvonne stopped me to tell them the truth.I laughed only in the microphone, I was already very old and my sister, who look like 20 year old is already far removed from the Estimated Age.
It's funny, that old age can be a problem.
Even the tea trees in Banzhang are a problem because they are too old. Respectively, their age makes them precious and then, caused the treasures greed.
You told me yesterday in Viber, that makes two Banzhang before the village gate. This measure should prevent Pflückgut smuggled from outside. “It works?” “If you believe in it. The best thing is, I gather that even the tea trees and tea produce.”
“How do you describe because this tea?” “….”< Br />Then he said suddenly, after the silence. “It was said that he has the energy of a tyrant – 霸气 Ba Qi.”
霸气 Ba Qi! A buzzword in today's China. An energy and charisma that you want to have in China today and is to be measured in so-called successful personality. An aura of strong ruler – oh! What to look for this radiation in a democratic period? But China, which has the Domekratie doing there?
But wait! Moment! What has to seek the appearance of a strong ruler over tea? I distanced myself. You distanced himself. We sighed.
I know this man well. The best part of not-well-known is that we can share the rest of the tea in silence.
“This is just a very old tea.” I said.
In this color-tale world where we are moving because of love and happiness always, when we confuse strength and pride, where we no longer limit inside and outside, looking and I'm building a still point. Tea is one of these points. What to look for a strong sovereign power here?
But. What has to act at all the rest in people who cry out for success and wealth?
Yes. Once I go to visit my Altgenossen, You promised me yesterday. Time specification does not matter.
Each year, drives the bud in the distant mountains. The old trees do not care about the height and depth of his fellow men. Tide and low tide – no matter how mankind is constantly reinventing itself. The great living running their own path, quiet and determined. Some are strong and spreading. Some lean and focused. What they have never seen?
What they see most often is, being between clouds and water.
It's nice when you / it is old enough..

]]> In every network claims in this very hot scene Pu He, the King of Lao Pu Ers was Banzhang. For me he is just getting old. On the journey in the bus like we joked about the age. Many claimed they could not estimate the age of Asian women. How old should my sister and how old should I be? Yvonne stopped me to tell them the truth.I laughed only in the microphone, I was already very old and my sister, who look like 20 year old is already far removed from the Estimated Age.
It's funny, that old age can be a problem.
Even the tea trees in Banzhang are a problem because they are too old. Respectively, their age makes them precious and then, caused the treasures greed.
You told me yesterday in Viber, that makes two Banzhang before the village gate. This measure should prevent Pflückgut smuggled from outside. “It works?” “If you believe in it. The best thing is, I gather that even the tea trees and tea produce.”
“How do you describe because this tea?” “….”< Br />Then he said suddenly, after the silence. “It was said that he has the energy of a tyrant – 霸气 Ba Qi.”
霸气 Ba Qi! A buzzword in today's China. An energy and charisma that you want to have in China today and is to be measured in so-called successful personality. An aura of strong ruler – oh! What to look for this radiation in a democratic period? But China, which has the Domekratie doing there?
But wait! Moment! What has to seek the appearance of a strong ruler over tea? I distanced myself. You distanced himself. We sighed.
I know this man well. The best part of not-well-known is that we can share the rest of the tea in silence.
“This is just a very old tea.” I said.
In this color-tale world where we are moving because of love and happiness always, when we confuse strength and pride, where we no longer limit inside and outside, looking and I'm building a still point. Tea is one of these points. What to look for a strong sovereign power here?
But. What has to act at all the rest in people who cry out for success and wealth?
Yes. Once I go to visit my Altgenossen, You promised me yesterday. Time specification does not matter.
Each year, drives the bud in the distant mountains. The old trees do not care about the height and depth of his fellow men. Tide and low tide – no matter how mankind is constantly reinventing itself. The great living running their own path, quiet and determined. Some are strong and spreading. Some lean and focused. What they have never seen?
What they see most often is, being between clouds and water.
It's nice when you / it is old enough..

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