My new website is now more than a twinkle in its mother's eye… I have consummated the idea with a website design company and it's become a happening, a cellular process of shape shifting and wriggling.

As a result, I've been playing a game of hide and seek in my head with the words to put on it. Sitting on a sofa in the evening while I'm thinking about something else, I see those words drifting casually by in the background, round, full and perfectly formed without a care in the world. I watch them with one eye, pretending not to have noticed - but the minute I make a lunge for the keyboard to fix them in black and white, they evaporate like mist, elusive and giggling, or allow me to catch up with them, only to act like idiots on the page.

It's not easy. But unusually for me, I don't mind. I'm curious about what might be and immediate gratification isn't what I'm looking for. I think they want me to play - and I'm enjoying the game.

But the trouble is, I haven't got the time. I'm a grown-up. I don't have the hourly real-estate to indulge a bunch of vowels and consonants in their childish antics.

Taking the mature and spiritual approach to building a heart-centred business, I have been meditating. It's the place for inspiration. A place for creativity. Certainly it feels like a safe place to be, like coming home. It calms me and allows me to 'do' without thinking myself into deep, dark holes. But, as yet, it's not been a place to find my homepage copy.

And there's a thought I keep having… What would it be like to be just a little bit more childlike? Could I…play? Be just a little bit silly? Take things less seriously? Enjoy the ride? Just let go?

Images of free-falling pop up almost immediately. But funnily enough, not scary ones. Because I am safe. And that big, blue sky gives me a lot of space. And air to breathe. A rush of oxygen to the lungs that makes my eyes shine and a smile spring up on my face.

I don't think I've played before. Not with any kind of whole body commitment to the idea. And I wonder what that might be like - and whether the right words would be more likely to come to me if I was to behave a little bit more like they do. Could I become a magnet for those sticky turns of phrase?

A scratchy voice tells me: This is business. You can't muck around. Why should you be the one playing a sunny game of hide and seek in the garden?

But I'm not sure I'm really listening.

A cup of tea can be so much more than just a cup of tea.

It's a pause for breath, a pick me up, companionship and a way to put the world to rights. Those leaves have the power to foretell the future, to turn a stranger into a friend, to create a sense of wellbeing and to cure. Tea making is an art form, a ceremony, a way to show someone that you're there for them, that you have something in common, that you want to listen, get to know them better, share your time. It's private ritual, social glue and it conveys compassion, support and love without the need for words. It's a gift, a service, a reciprocal arrangement, a tradition that dates back almost 5000 years and it's the world's favourite drink.

And for those days when your patience, goodwill and humour have packed their bags and left you, a cup of tea can be a way to take five. To stop. To regroup.

In the words of Vietnamese Zen master Thich Nhat Hanh:

"Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the earth revolves - slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future. Live the actual moment. Only this moment is life."

So rather than gulping it down, burning your mouth, while your mind's elsewhere, take the opportunity to enjoy the experience fully - and even if it's just for a few moments, be in those moments 100% - not thinking about what you've done or what you're about to do, but simply what you're doing - now.

With hundreds of teas to choose from, you can begin the process with the luxurious decadence of a wine connoisseur selecting from a list of prize-winning vintages - and once you've chosen the blend that suits the moment to a t(ea), spoon those delicate leaves carefully into a silver infuser - or try the exotically beautiful hand-rolled buds that unfurl like flowers in hot water. But a bag of PG Tips works just as well. Just focus.

Watch the tea as it spreads through the water and the effect of the milk that follows and sit down, feet on the ground. Enjoy the warmth of the mug or cup in your hand with all its reassuring solidity. Then feel the heat on the skin of your face before you take that first tentative sip that gives your lips, your tongue, your throat the full benefit. Breathe it in too - 90% of what is perceived as taste is actually smell - so allow yourself the maximum impact

It's possible to find a sense of calm in just a few minutes, and anything can become a form of meditation if you focus on it wholeheartedly - a cuppa included. These are the little things that can make a big difference to your day - and if a little thing's worth doing, it's worth doing well....

"A Proper Tea is much nicer than a Very Nearly Tea, which is one you forget about afterwards."
A.A. Milne