Taking your spirit for a walk~

I remember as a child getting very excited about the occasional long walks we took to our favorite monastery pocketed in the heart of the Lebanese mountain overlooking the valley of the saints. We walked for hours and felt the importance of our pilgrimage with every dusty step. It says so much about pilgrimages and the necessity of removing oneself from a current situation to meet new requirements for personal development. Walking up the mountain dictated a baggage free walk and a sense of lightness and freedom that only comes from surrender to a higher cause.

I look back with so much endearment to those days, the time of innocence and magic.

Day 47 of 365~

Image taken of a young monk Myanmar during my trip there last year.

Reading the runes of today~

In a world where impressions and information bombard us from all directions as soon as we open our eyes in the morning, how do we make sense of what is happening in the world?

In a single day you hear of a president resigning, a new scandal unfolding with another president, a child shooting other children, Olympic Games, your own private messages and communications, other local news, advertisements in your mailbox, and so much more to process in one single day.

Makes me wish for a life when news came from watching a starry night sky (as a friend mentioned she did yesterday to start her day), a walk on the beach, a meditation, a good, long and deep conversation with a good friend…

How great it would be to see the world from a higher place, at least once a day.

Day 46 of 365~

Image taken from a balloon at sunrise in the magical kingdom of Myanmar.

Nesting time~

Varanasi~ India

It feels like the right time to pick up my blog again after a two months process of preparing a new Home in yet another country. A friend told me “it feels like you are nesting “ and yes it does indeed. Everything in me went internal, long working days to make our new house into a home, meditative early mornings, new thought processes and watching with great interest where my new art process with photography plans to take me. Ecology plays a huge part in one’s growth I am discovering and what a subtle and intense process it can be!

Image take a a few months back on the banks of the Ganges river, when I watched a bird patiently collect hay for a nest she was building. In the background was the burning ghat where daily 300 bodies get cremated marking the end of one life and the start of another in a better place…

The Expatriated State of No Home~

I grew up in Lebanon, moved to New York City at the age of 20, have lived since in Boston, Miami, Germany, shanghai and now moving to Germany again. Like most expatriates I find myself at a loss of knowing where 'home' really is or if it exists at all…the age of 20, have lived since in Boston, Miami, Germany, shanghai and now moving to Germany again. Like most expatriates I find myself at a loss of knowing where 'home' really is or if it exists at all…

Where has all the Faith Gone?

elementals-myanmarwhere-has-all-the-faith-gone-myanmarbelieving-in-magic-myanmar7582df32-b71b-42b8-a035-d85207a4890dWhere is our religion?

Is it in the temples of Asia, or the mountain churches of Lebanon, the faraway tribes of Africa, or the monasteries of tibet? Is it in mosques? Is it with soothsayers? Is it with the self proclaimed healers and seers? Is it in the holy cities of our world? Is it in the secret science labs? Do our world leaders possess it?

Or is it inside each one of us waiting to be touched?

wonderings of a searching mind…

A brief look at Brussels~ 

One of the perks of Living in Europe is the proximity of major cities and the ease of traveling  around the culturally rich continent. Breakfast in xanten, Germany and lunch in Brussels, Belgium is a stress free affair! 

Our family is looking forward to moving to Germany this coming summer after 11 years in Shanghai, China. I am interested in how the move will color my photography and art. 

Two Days in Bagan~

An echo of the great sense of awe that met me when I first saw the great pyramids of Giza back in 1996, Bagan enveloped me with an overwhelming wonder that will live in my mind as long as I walk and breathe. Thousands of beautiful structures spiraling to the skies scattered across miles of green trees, a setting that could  only have been imagined by something greater than us. I felt humbled at the beauty and richness of what caused such a place to exist. 

Two days are certainly not enough and can only open a small window to what lives in this world.