Tucked into a quiet hilltop neighborhood in Honolulu, Yumiko Sayama’s tea house is a study in grace and purpose. In the trees, birds warble their sweet notes as the morning’s sunlight filters in softly through the tea house’s translucent shoji screens. Inside, clean lines and muted colors soothe an overactive mind. Beauty is found in the small, unadorned details: neutral walls edged with simple wood trim, a vessel of water, a single scroll. Even the breeze, winding its way through the ironwood tree forest adjacent to Sayama’s home, seeks brief respite before traveling on to the city below. Everything quiets in the tea house.