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Tag: magic

  • 6 Hours in Istanbul

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    It was 5:50 am, after a long flight from Shanghai to Beirut, 6 hours in Istanbul held 2 different promises: to sit in coffee shops staring at passing strangers, reading a book, watching my phone screen and drinking endless cups of coffee and tea; or getting a visa, finding my way into the old quarter…

  • The Bund~ Before the Day Begins

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    There is a great magic to seeing a place at sunrise, before the rush of day clouds it. Early in the morning, there is a bliss that relaxes the faces of early risers, as though they are reminded that there is still magic in life, how can there not be? Light colors the sky as…

  • Wales ~ sprinkled with bits of magic

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    Quirky, friendly, magical, puzzling, odd, beautiful, colorful, breathtaking, inspiring, legendary, mystical, smiling faces, enchanting grasslands, buzzing bees, fluttering butterflies, overpowering cliffs over deep ocean waters, reflective beaches … Wales, a land that filled me with awe.

  • Day 18~ October 18th~ Yunnan

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    Every little girl is a princes in her own right, she dreams of castles, fairies and forests filled with magical spirits, and she in the middle of all that wonder shines brilliantly…

  • Day 10~ February 10~ Lebanon

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    “Kadisha”, the name given to this valley and to the river that runs in its belly. Kadisha is ancient Aramaic for ‘holy’. This gorge has been used for burials and shelter as far back as the Paleolithic time. In its walls are thousands of caves that house monasteries, churches, thousands of meters high up in…

  • Day Three Hundred Sixty Two, January 19, 2012

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    I have been thinking a lot lately about children and the process of growing up. My daughter is 7 and she is a dreamer, a total believer in the magic of life, in fairies, in angels, in the unusual and special things about life. As she gets schooled and gradually grows older, some of her…

  • Day Three Hundred Forty Seven, January 4, 2012

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    The one theme throughout Lea’s letter to Santa this year centered around magic. She asked to become a “Hexe” (German for witch), to have a “Hexenbuch”, “Hexenkraft”, “Hexenbesen”, fairy dust, the ability to fly, … you get the idea. From all of this list, she received a book and some crystals from her cousins and…

  • Day Three Hundred Eighteen, December 6, 2011

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    Today was the day Nikolaus comes to see German children and they get ready for him by cleaning their boots (Nikolaus Stiefel) and setting them out at night to wake up to sweets and presents if they were good the past year or a tree branch in the boot if they were not. Lea lives…

  • Day Two Hundred Six, August 16, 2011

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    It was somewhere in Germany and it was sunset. He was looking for wild berries with the other children, when suddenly something in the air above him caught his eye. It was the golden hour and the little magical thing was glowing like gold. He ran after it and I followed the two of them,…

  • Day One Hundred Sixty Six, July 7, 2011

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    When the silvery day prepares to meet the golden night there is a moment of magic. It is like a desperate lover’s embrace, a holding on, knowing that they must soon  be separated again. And in that moment of passion, golden sparks fly, a stillness descends on all who witness this daily miracle. It is…