There are days where I feel lost, and have no idea what I’m going to write about. In some instances I’ll start to worry that maybe it’s not meant to be this week. That has only happened sparingly. Worrying doesn’t accomplish anything. I still do it knowing it has no benefits. If that’s part of what keeps me going and motivating then that’s what I’ve created and is what I’m used to.
The positive contrary is relaxing, letting things come to you, being at peace, and being on with the universe, with myself, and everything. I think I just repeated myself.
Leave it to Trader Joe’s to help with that peace. The store that has brought me to so much joy way before writing about all this always comes through when needed, and when I’m not looking.
A few days ago another random visit (sometimes that’s how it is) brought me to my beloved store, and while scanning the tea section, I noticed something….
I’ve written a lot about them and for a split second felt like there was nothing left at this time. At least in terms of the season.
But I didn’t sweat it. What is the point in sweating any of this? It’s not that serious even though I tend to make it as such. The stories and my love of tea (and your love of anything) is about enjoying life and enjoying everything possible. Putting yourself out there, while allowing entities to find you is the most beautiful thing. And it happened again seconds later.
Their seasonal kombucha aisle is perfect right now and perfect so many other right nows, and thens, and futures too. The timing was perfect because I’m not sure how much longer the Organic Mango or the Pomegranate Hibiscus will be at a store near you.
Just like I feel I got in those holiday themed kombuchas down to the wire, I’m grateful to be sharing my thoughts with you on two that just echo what makes this Summer so great.
And some sweet treats never hurt either.
The Organic Mango is so beautiful in all the beautiful ways. It’s easy to drink, easy to look at, and easy to appreciate. That color is gorgeous. I sincerely mean easy to drink because some kombucha beverages may be too much for some. The cultures, the probiotics, and the fermentation may be a combination that might be too harsh.
This is anything but harsh, even though I haven’t had many I didn’t like. I will say that at least for me, it takes time to drink this. A bottle can last me a few days. And it can last you a while too. That’s the beaut of this.
I seemed to get more of the mango taste then I did of the pomegranate but that’s reaching for a complain where they really shouldn’t be. The latter also radiates with such a beautiful color that you really can’t go wrong with either. You can only do right by both.
I had some fun here, pouring them into fancy teacups. That was about all I needed for today, based on what I was saying earlier. This is to be savored.
Savoring is what I did with charming cookies that don’t necessarily pair with said beverages, but it doesn’t matter. Like I was saying earlier, this is fun, this is joyful, and it’s blissful.
Drinking savory tea and kombucha is one of those simple and heartwarming things that almost shields me from things. It’s a source of protection, comfort, and a feeling of home. I love happiness and this makes me happy.
At under $3, this is as affordable as you’re going to find, when comparing to similar beverages.
I’m so grateful about all of this. All it took was a little faith, some trust in myself, the universe, and to feel good about things. This means a lot now but as time goes by, the stories I first share with myself but then with close friends and an audience is going to feel timeless.
Yes I get sentimental while in the moment, but I can’t think of a better way to appreciate the moment. I’m overstating the obvious but it’s one of many instances I must tell myself that things are ok.
It’s more than ok…