Day 15~ November 15th~ New York

spring in the city

I still remember riding my bike to work in Soho with wet hair and arriving with jingling frozen dreadlocks from the blistering New York City wind that blew in the maze between the tall buildings, and then suddenly the first tulips appeared and with them the slightly more mild and beautiful weather that makes the city so special in the Spring time. At this time of year, you feel hope very strongly as it floods the place with the promise of Spring and warmth emanating from every single flower on every city street.

Day 5~ November 5th~ New York

speed

Speed is definitely a word I would associate with New York, sometimes to the level of being dehumanized. I remember times when I received phone calls at work and hung up 2 seconds later because I thought the person on the other line was speaking too slowly. Other times when I called more relaxed places I had to always ask if they were sick and why they spoke in such a strange way. New York can do that to you and it normally takes quite a while to slow your street walk back to match the speed of pedestrians in other cities. As for your inner peace in a whirlwind like this, it becomes a priority to achieve and to guard.

Day 17~ February 17th~ Lebanon

rusty memories

Do you remember your first best friend? Do you recall what you used to do for fun, what games you played, what made you happy? Do you remember your first day at school, your first fear, your first secret? Do you remember your first kiss, the first time your heart skipped a beat at the thought of someone?

All these early memories are hidden in Lebanon for me. The greet me each time I go back stirring a panorama of emotions that are soul deep. Going back is like stepping into a hall of mirrors, where you face yourself, all the different sides of you, your journey back into where it all began this time around…and it is not all butterflies and flowers.

photo: abandoned truck on the side of a mountain road in Lebanon

Day Three Hundred Thirty Five, December 23, 2011

road trip

Driving across country borders, getting cradled by the moving car on asphalt roads, watching sleepily as trees and electric posts  appear to be zipping by, it all can put us in a state of dreaminess and it allows us to  gently slip into a deep sleep. I remember still taking Lea for drives as a baby and her falling asleep as soon as the car started humming, and I feel so much nostalgia and endearment watching this happen again today.

Day Two Hundred Fourty Three, September 22, 2011

welcome to the future

Do you remember the movies we saw about the future, where everything was glowing with strange lights, the sky a strange shade of fluorescent green, people walking with strange electronic devices, humans strolling almost like robots oblivious of other earthlings around them, television screens with worlds flying floating on them on installed on almost everything including buildings and cars… well this future is here and it is in reality even stranger than that.

I remember seeing a movie that made a huge impact on me when I was younger, it was  called “until the end of the world” with William Hurt. I never ever forgot that movie and it keeps coming to mind every so often. It had foreseen speaking navigation systems in cars, people recording their dreams and being completely obsessed with watching themselves over and over again on little screens… a strange movie predicting strange times. When I step back and look at our lives today, we are living these strange times, only they are much much more fantastical than what was predicted. I recommend seeing that movie again if you are into such films.