Do you remember the last time you felt as light as a feather, and free as a little butterfly? Wasn’t it the breeze of inspiration that lifted you above the worries of the world? The magic of art in all its forms can do that to me.
Welcome to the start of a new journey, a journey through images, words, ponders, musings, stories, and moments.
I begin the first month in Lebanon, a tiny country whose heart pulses on the shores of the beautiful Mediterranea Sea, and whose veins throb with history and with tales of passion and of wars, a place that is so painfully beautiful it can make a strong man cry.
Yes, I must start there, in the place that witnessed my first breath, my first tears, my first laugh, my first dream, my first inspiration and my first love. And it is the place that holds the richest of my childhood memories as well as the most terrible of nightmarish secrets. Those secrets I will keep in the walls of its old cities, and only tell you of the beauty and of the wonder that is Lebanon.
And this world, in its most kind and generous way, gives me an extra day this year, a 29th day of February to tell an extra story.
Let the journey begin…
photos: an abandoned home in Douma, a small mountain village and summer butterflies in the field of the cedars mountains in North Lebanon.
To be winged, to be light, to not be weighed down, to be free, to travel with your mind, to fly in your dreams, to allow yourself to soar, to be what you were meant to be, to play your part in the creation plan… to really live!
photo: Sasha running in a field near Geneva and wings of a butterfly from Montreux
Isn’t it so wonderful that passion, love, attraction are part of this planetary existence? Those wonderful encompassing feelings that swipe us off of our feet, that throw our logic, practicality and rules out the window and into the breeze. And we are so lucky when we can feel that power even for a brief moment, when our blood throbs in our veins, when our heads feel dizzy with the lightness of our being in that brief pause of everything else. Another wonderful gift, another sprinkle of magic in our planetary lives.
photo taken: two butterflies mating in the cedars of Lebanon
Every Spring around this time, we have a wonderful time shopping in the busy Shanghai markets for Easter decorations and materials for making crafts. It has become a tradition over the last 5 years we spent in Shanghai, and we start getting into the spirit of fun bright colors weeks in advance. This year we have in the plans: an Easter tree, a wacky egg hunt in the gardens, egg coloring sessions, making little chickens,…you get the idea 🙂
But the markets here are such a treasure chest of color and ideas, like my favorite one near Yuyuan with endless tight corridors of booths filled with every craft lover’s dream materials. I usually take a friend with me like Sabrina to hold me back!
It is the time for the lantern festival (Yuan Xiao) that falls 15 days after the Chinese New Year. In preparation, Chinese people hold different festivities around the place from dances, theaters, lantern watching, lantern flying, the eating of special rice dumplings that look like moons (tangyuan), and different sugar candies. The one above is spun sugar in the shape of a butterfly that I saw a boy eagerly waiting to buy today.