Tag: drops
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Tears of a stranger~
Someone, somewhere is shedding tears at this very moment. And someone, somewhere is sending them a good thought. Wishing you all well on a rainy night in Germany. Day of 85 of 365~
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The great art of little earthlings~
How perfect is a spiderweb? A little creature creating a mandala many times its size in a beautiful design that makes me gasp each time I see one. Even the rain falls in love with this great art. How wonderful our planet can be if we only stop to notice. Day 6 of 365
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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,…
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Day Two Hundred Eighty Seven, November 5, 2011
I once heard a story about a man who hated the rain. This man’s mood and emotional state were completely influenced by the presence of absence of water falling from the sky. So he once had a great job interview coming up and he had prepared himself for days and weeks to be at his…
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Day Two Hundred Fourty Eight, September 27, 2011
That is the way of a child, always in training, day in, day out, learning, practicing, repeating, trying again, discovering new ways and building the person they are meant to be. Training lives in the doing, in the actions we take repetitively until we reach our goal. There is such a great satisfaction gleaned from…
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Day Two Hundred Fifteen, August 25, 2011
‘Summer rain’, so many songs are written about, movies, books, plays… I never new summer rain till I left Lebanon for New York, because back home, it never rains in the hot months. And we used to hear of this strange phenomenon as children and think “how exotic! Maybe one day we can witness it…
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Day One Hundred Thrity Nine, June 10, 2011
It has been raining steadily for a few days in Shanghai. It is the kind of rain that is born of harmoniously grey overcast skies and the rain that calls on the essence of patience in us. Patience because the rain shows no signs of stopping soon, it just falls steadily sometimes just a drizzle,…
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Day Fifty Six, March 19, 2011
It was one of those days in Shanghai where the rain drizzles on and on in a steady lazy rhythm. We took the long slow drive to the airport and ended up both sleeping on the way, her with her music, me with the hum of the car engine and the gentle tapping of the…
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Day Forty Two, March 5, 2011
“You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.” —Mark Twain Today was a day of looking at balances, re-arranging thoughts, deep contemplations, and searching for rhythms. There is a rhythm in the rain that can lull you to sleep if it falls gently, there is also rhythm in the…