Tag: connection
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A Pause to Look Behind the Curtain~
The reset button was pressed, the world is taking a moment, the birds are singing loudly, the trees are not shy to dance in the wind freely, the skies are crisp bright blue, the clouds have more definition and the sun is shining ever more brightly. As we find out lost time gifted back to…
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Quietly They Toil~ Yunnan
For some of us here on earth, the day begins and ends with physical work, and that brings a simple satisfaction of a hard-earned existence. Every working face I saw during my travels in Yunnan was always ready to break into an unapologizing smile; they possessed a contentment that can be forgotten to us in our boxed…
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Calling Home
We struggle all our lives to achieve higher understanding, to get closer to the truth, but most of the time we fail to make the first step. Photos taken in Shanghai, at the Power Station of Art.
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Chance or destiny
On a planet of over 7 billion people, we end up connecting with a minute fraction of humans throughout our lives. The parents we are born to, the family around us, the friends we make at school, the spouses we end up with and a handful of others along the way. Is any of it…
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Day Three Hundred Five, November 23, 2011
We live at a time where most people have broken their connection to the land. What I mean by that is the connection that is born out of planting your own food, getting your hands dirty with soil, spending time daily in your garden, sleeping under trees, hunting for your food, the way humans were…
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Day Two Hundred Twenty Six, September 5, 2011
I arrived in Geneva today after long long hours on the plane and the first thing I felt like doing was to feel the land. I drove around the country side for more than one hour until I felt like stopping and I stopped on a dirt road where this cow was grazing with her…
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Day Two Hundred Twenty Five, Septmeber 4, 2011
When you live like me in a city like Shanghai, a city of 18+ million people, something strange starts to happen to you, you start walking the city walk. This used to happen to me also when I lived in New York City. What I mean by the city walk is walking a bit like…