Tag: love
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Day Three Hundred Fifty Five, January 12, 2012
when you think of something every hour of your day, when you lose sleep for it, when you long to speak of it, when your heart flutters and misses a beat as you think of your passion for it, when you walk in the rain, in the cold and in the desert to be with…
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Day Three Hundred Twenty Six, December 14, 2011
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,…
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Day Two Hundred Ninety Two, November 10, 2011
It was New Zealand, 1995 when this camera found me on a deserted beach. Since that day I fell in love with the mystery camera and it has been a journey of strong companionship and great mystery. The first trip we took together was to Egypt where I shot 35 rolls of film, a wonderful,…
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Day Two Hundred Fourty Five, September 24, 2011
To wake up excited about a new day, to find something wonderful about any type of weather, to look at mud as a potential mud pie, to view a puddle as a chance at some great splash excitement, to laugh at funny things without any inhibition including a funny face or a very fat bum,…
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Day One Hundred Ninety Three, August 3, 2011
Small things draw out our softer side. We see babies and we change our behavior immediately, we smile, we speak softly, we ‘ooo’ and we ‘aaaa’ at them. Babies and little creatures are simply so cute and we are programmed to want to care for them and protect them, most of us at least. And…
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Day One Hundred Eighty Eight, July 29, 2011
In a magestic valley that crosses the mountain ranges of Northern Lebanon runs a river all the way to the shores of the Mediterranean Sea. It is called among other names ‘the valley of the saints’, because nesting on its sides and in its caves are hundreds of tiny monasteries and churches, each with its…
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Day One Hundred Seventy Five, July 16, 2011
It was a Saturday afternoon, the city is Shanghai, the alley is very crowded, the heat was extremely suffocating, the people were irritated, pushing, shoving, impatient… And then from the corner of my eye, I sensed a calm, a special moment, in the middle of all the noise, a bubble of containment, a special love…
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Day One Hundred Sixty Eight, July 9, 2011
For any parent, the most unforgettable and uncomfortable times are those spent with a sick child. You do everything in your power to comfort them, you pray to take away their pain into yourself, you worry, you call on all your reserve strength to be there for them completely and with all your senses and…
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One Hundred Fifty Five, June 26, 2011
We think we understand our children and know them back to front simply because they were created from our union and because we happen to raise them. But that is only their physical part, isn’t it? We may have been the airports in which they landed on this planet, and the waiting rooms where they…