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Day Three Hundred Forty Seven, January 4, 2012
The one theme throughout Lea’s letter to Santa this year centered around magic. She asked to become a “Hexe” (German for witch), to have a “Hexenbuch”, “Hexenkraft”, “Hexenbesen”, fairy dust, the ability to fly, … you get the idea. From all of this list, she received a book and some crystals from her cousins and…
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Day Three Hundred Forty Six, January 3, 2012
After a 13 hour flight, and 2 airports, home is the absolute best place to be. The familiar rooms, the sense of belonging, and most importantly your own bed and shower. I was talking to a friend recently who said home is where your ‘stuff’ is , and somehow there is a lot of truth…
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Day Three Hundred Thirty Four, December 22, 2011
It is that time of year, when we tend to intend to much. Christmas is a bell ringer for the next major event, the new year. Every new year, we feel the need for a clean slate, for putting the present year behind us and planning for a better new one. With the great myriad…
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Day Three Hundred Thirty, December 18, 2011
Three airports, two airplanes, 2 cars, 3 cafes and about 20 hours from door to door, Lea could not think of staying more than 2 minutes behind another closed door. Out to nature and straight into exploration she went. Her behavior reminded me of the time in New York when I adopted 2 cats and…
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Day Three Hundred Twenty Six, December 14, 2011
On a planet of duality, of dark and light, of day and night, of sunlight and moon light, there is an eternally repeating dance between two lovers. They long for each other desperately knowing that they will never be together longer than a single moment twice a day. It is a tragic epic of love,…
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Day Three Hundred Twenty Five, December 13, 2011
I just love the growing excitement every new morning with Lea as she counts down to Christmas eve! The pure joy that children are able to go through is pure, untainted, robust, explosive and highly contagious! I recommend spending as much time as you can with children to catch some of their of effervescence and…
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Day Three Hundred Twenty Two, December 10, 2011
Imagine going through life with a light heart, having wings fashioned from humor, lifting off on a breeze made of hope, floating on a cloud of good intentions, swimming in an ocean of clarity. Imagine…
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Day Three Hundred Twenty One, December 9, 2011
Put two people together in a room and they find themselves compelled to break the silence with a conversation. We tend to speak about anything, from the famous ‘weather’ topic, to recent events, to nationality, among other superficial and shallow ‘fill in the silence’ conversations. Most of these conversations are forgotten, as if they never…
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Day Three Hundred Twenty, December 8, 2011
On a very early morning walk today, it was drizzling, fresh drops from a grey blanketed sky, the breeze was still catching its breath and getting ready to exhale later in the day, it was the time of morning magic. Soon winter will paint over everything with a muted canvas of grays, browns and whites,…