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  • Morning Coffee Talk~ 41/365

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    Good Morning, Today I am writing from a higher place, from above the clouds. I just had my morning coffee on the plane that is taking me back home. The last 13 days have been like a magic carpet ride of new impressions, inspiration and learning. I have seen a glimpse of what the future…

  • Day 22~ November 22nd~ New York

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    Manna-hata, the original name of Manhattan from the Lenape language, translates to the land of many hills, but I also heard it referred to as the island of drunkenness. Perhaps all that has happened on that small island if put together and condensed to one single film, it would be the strangest movie ever made.…

  • Day 2~ September 2nd~ Tuscany

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    Like all art lovers, I have dreamt of the first time I would lay eyes on Florence. I read, I researched, I gazed at art, I dove into the renaissance, its music, its glorious artists, its astounding architecture, and I thought what I would finally meet would be so awe inspiring. But Florence exceded my…

  • Day 9~ March 9th~ Egypt

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    We rode camels into the south of Egypt and there we met the Nubians. Nubia, the desert region between southern Egypt and northern Sudan, along the Nile river and home of the Noba people, is where I met this beautiful woman. A stark contrast to the almost inhuman and eerie remains of ancient Egypt, the…

  • Day 8~ March 8th~ Egypt

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      The journey to Egypt was more a journey of feelings, sensing and of connection than that of collecting brain information. There were places and things in Egypt that let me ‘feel’ so much more than others. One of these beacons was the tomb of Tutankhamun. The son of Akhenaten, king at age 9, reformer…

  • Day Three Hundred Twenty Six, December 14, 2011

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    On a planet of duality, of dark and light, of day and night, of sunlight and moon light, there is an eternally repeating dance between two lovers. They long for each other desperately knowing that they will never be together longer than a single moment twice a day. It is a tragic epic of love,…

  • Day Two Hundred Thirty Nine, September 18, 2011

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    The night has no color, darkness has no glow, just maybe the sparkling stars and the smiling moon, reflecting and radiating sunlight. Only the sun has such glory, the magic of painting all with color, with incandescent beauty, in breathtaking shades, with a great golden majesty.  

  • Day Seventy Nine, April 11, 2011

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    Shanghai saw another glorious golden sunset today with the rare clear skies and fresh air that come with such a day, so I found myself drawn to witness the last moments of the golden show. I often see young Chinese people looking with such awe at the fast emergence of their largest and most popular…

  • Day Twenty One, February 12, 2011

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    Today was a beautiful sunny, crisp and freezing day in Shanghai. I impulsively decided to take the ferry across the river from Pudong to Puxi (literally east of river to west of river) and took pictures from the bund looking onto Pudong skyline. It was exhilarating to say the least to witness a rare clear…