With a love for mindful rituals and tea, I guide in-person experiences that foster calm, presence, and connection. Here is my story of how I immersed into the art of tea for reflection and harmony.

A Story of Remembering

Before I ever held a teacup with reverence, tea was already in my name.

Ti — the ancient Chinese word for tea — lives inside Tiyana.

Long before I understood the meaning, I carried it.

Even as a child, I was drawn to Chinese culture.

I felt a deep familiarity with its grace, its wisdom, its subtle power.

I didn’t know then that this affinity would become a path.

That one day, the ceremony would become my way of life.

In university, I began preparing tea the best I could. There was sincerity, but no initiation.

It wasn’t until I arrived in Bali — and experienced the stillness of a true ceremony — that recognition began,

I turned to a tea friend and asked the question I had been carrying quietly inside:

Will you initiate me?

That moment changed everything.

Since then, tea has never left me.

It became my practice, my path, and my daily service.

I studied with masters, refined my movements, and let the leaves reshape the way I relate to time, truth, and presence.

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Every ceremony I hold now is different.

Each one is a living transmission — silent, soft, unforgettable.

In that space of stillness, something opens.

People remember how to feel. They feel safe to express.

Big emotions rise like waves and soften in their own rhythm.

Tears come. Laughter too. And always comes clarity.

A return to what matters.

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What I know now is this:

Tea is not just a drink. It is a teacher.

We receive wisdom through our connection to its Spirit.

I simply open the space and introduce you.

The spirit of tea does the rest.

Purifying. Guiding.

Bringing you back to yourself.

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This is a path of presence.

A sacred sanctuary.

A return to your breath.

You are not here to learn tea.

You are here to remember.

And I would be honoured to walk that remembering with you.

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