Tag: fog
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Embracing Uncertainty: Lessons from the Fog
There are days when the road ahead feels open, clear, and full of possibility, and then there are days when the fog rolls in, obscuring what’s in front of us, making each step feel uncertain. We humans are reactive beings, shifting constantly between clarity and confusion, joy and sorrow. Even the most grounded and mindful…
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Morning Coffee Talk~45/365
Good Morning, Last night I dreamt of a man walking in the fog and woke up today to find a foggy world around me. But that’s another story. Have you noticed how much time we spend capturing life in our devices without taking the time to feel it, sense it, be with it and understand…
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Morning Coffee Talk~ 35/365
Good Morning, It’s sunny and clear again here in Dubai after a few days of storms and dusty air. It actually rained sand here, something I witnessed for the very first time. Today I am waking up with the contemplation of clarity. We seek it in all things, don’t we? And these days can be…
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Gently Approaching the New Year~ Germany
After a puzzling 2016 to say the least, when almost nothing conformed to the ‘norm’ of life as we expect it to be, from world affairs, to weather, and strange phenomena; 2017 approaches and I find myself moving towards it with caution, deep thought, care, apprehension and hope for a shift towards higher standards and…
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Moving into a new world
I dream of a world were we can walk together looking forward with a sense of mission and not at each other with suspicion I dream of a time when we see with a clear vision and not be hindered by wars, disputes and division I dream of seeing the day when the fog finally…
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Day 25~ December 25th~ Guilin
Magical karst hills stand like guards along the banks of the Li Jiang in Guilin, impressive, haunting and dream inducing. Some places on our planet can take your breath away, and this is one of them.
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Day Three Hundred Forty One, December 29, 2011
The morning after a snowstorm, when all is still… Is it the color white? The purity of the snow? The softness of the crystal blanket? What is it that forces us into a humble silence and a deep state of contemplation? Is it the fact that a new canvas is set and all the past…