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A False Spring

by Kate Holby March 05, 2024

A False Spring

I honestly don't know when this shift happened. Was it during the pandemic? Is it the rise of non-stop digital consumption? Or is it just that we are getting older? But somewhere in this journey of creating a for-purpose company, people just stopped caring. Or maybe they started caring less.

Our profession requires us to care—to care about women who need work, about small-scale tea farmers, about children without parents. And our tea company can only sustain if we can convince other people to care. But I think people are just getting tired of caring. They want tea without the story. They understandably want the lowest price (which often comes at the highest cost to others).

Gaza, Climate Change, the Supreme Court, Ukraine, Forest Fires in the winter, do you want to close the computer yet? Do you want to stop reading? Is your heart tired? Do you want to lay down for a second with your eyes closed and imagine the bluest sky and the strongest cup of tea? I do.

But, but, but . . . how nice to be able to close my eyes. How nice to be alive. How nice to feel the tinges of anger on the fringes of my apathy. There. I wrote it. Apathy. We are experiencing a season of apathy. And a quick google search leads me to believe that I'm not alone in my observations.

But Sara and I cannot retreat into the grayness of apathy because we still need to teach our scholars to have hope in this world. The opposite of apathy, we believe, is to have hope. Because to have hope is to care. We need to walk with our scholars and show them that the world is theirs to change.

And if this is all too much for you. If you need to duck out and breathe the cold air and walk in the mud and jump in a puddle and have the hem of your pants get soggy and your feet cold, we'll be here waiting for you with the kettle on. We'll look at you knowing you felt something. And we will remind you that to be alive is to be hopeful and that spring is coming. We'll bloom together. We might just have to wait a bit more.

Thank you for never giving up on us. Thank you for caring with every purchase.

Asante sana,

Kate, Sara, and Ann

It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.
It could, you know. That’s why we wake
and look out – no guarantees
in this life.
But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.

-William Stafford

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