Tag: lebanon
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Day One Hundred Eighty Seven, July 28, 2011
If I were to choose two things that make summers in Lebanon so special for me, it would be light and water. It never rains in the summer, so the sun shines gloriously everyday warming the place magically and forcing you to long for the water. And Lebanon is rich with water, a phenomenon in…
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Day One Hundred Eighty Five, July 26, 2011
They live near the sea, they start the day before sunrise, they work all day on their fishing boats, they speak the language of the water, wind and sun. They search for their fish, they are guided by signs only a fisherman can translate, by coordinates, by subtle movements of wind, water and clouds. They…
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Day One Hundred Eighty Four, July 25, 2011
Childhood, the times of dreams, of eyes wide open, of minds thirsty for new knowledge, of pure innocence, of great trust, of extreme sweetness… This is the time of wind in your hair blowing all your worries away!
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Day One Hundred Eighty Three, July 24, 2011
One of the first shocks you get when you go back to the place of your childhood has to do with change. Everything has changed, your parents are older, your friends are different, your home is strangely nostalgic, your most precious childhood memories are diluted into the wind like dandelions. And so much emotion is…
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Day One Hundred Eighty Two, July 23, 2011
No matter where I go in the world, and I have been to all kinds of places, home is where my roots are. My roots are in Lebanon, a country like no other, unique, odd, beautiful, charming, hospitable, immature, unreliable, unstable, but somehow despite of all that, wonderful. Each time I go back I feel…
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Day One Hundred Forty Six, June 17, 2011
The sticky fly in warm weather is perhaps the most annoying of all insects I used to think. It just comes to land on your skin and keeps coming back no matter how many times you ‘shu shu shu’ it. When growing up in Lebanon we children were told that the fly was an invention…
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Delivering Maria’s special coaching message in Lebanon
Following my recent blog : http://mimokhair.wordpress.com/2010/07/01/a-message-in-art-for-maria, I had the great chance of meeting Maria Antouri again in her summer residence in beatiful village of Faitroun in the Lebanese mountains. Maria and her mother received us and were totally thrilled at seeing the letter from Mark especially the drawing that he made of Maria in her…
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For the love of mystery in history…
The simple fact of us humans living on a sphere that spins around and around repetitively marking our days and nights, forces us to register the concept of “time” passing. And “time” haunts us all and controls every aspect of our lives, doesn’t it? Even in childhood; my little 6 year old daughter must know…