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Daily Coffee Talk~ 54/365

Self portrait ~ Boracay

Hi my friends,

I remember a world with less restrictions, a planet without a pandemic, a state of affairs when most travelled freely, and a time when the world as it is today was inconceivable.

And yet, here we are, at the end of an almost 3 year run at this virusโ€™s stroll around our planet or is that wishful thinking?

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Morning Coffee Talk~14/365

Leap of faith~ Boracay

Good Morning,

I remember as a child playing with friends on terraced hills above my village in Lebanon, and we did this crazy thing of jumping from one terrace to the next (and these were high terraces), screaming something ridiculous in Arabic like: ‘my mother threw me and the Virgin Mary caught me’. We were very devout children trained well by aunts and grandmothers to fear a god who punished bad children and saw pretty much everything were did. So we trusted that if god or any of his saints were watching, then leaping was 100% safe and we would not break any bones.

Two broken bones later, I started to doubt this theory.

That feeling of invincibility that we all have as young children is certainly something to reconnect to when needed later in life. That faith that somehow all would be well and that sometimes a blind leap is exactly what is needed despite our great fear of the unknown.

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Losing Sleep in Boracay~ย 

Waking up predawn, watching the first light unfold, creating dreams to replace the ones I would have had under my sheets; sunrise photography is becoming a much loved practice. 

The luxury of not having to share the landscape, to admire the first light till your eyes are twinkly, to breath in the abundance of air till you are giddy; trumps morning sleep any day.

*How unfortunate that the word ‘trump’ makes me cringe each time I use it. 

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Before They Wake up~ Boracayย 

The stillness, soft light, undisturbed water, the lone human… the reasons to wake up before they all do.

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Photography Travel

The Best Things in Life are Hard to Reach~ Boracay

Boracay, a green and white gem in the middle of a blue sea, blessed with a panorama of clouds and a ongoing theater of sky and water on and impossibly large canvas, is not easy to travel to. Almost like giving birth, painful as difficult, but still you would do it again and being there makes the journey all worth it. 


Blue sea, yellow sun, green trees, inner peace…

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Chasing Time~

chasing time~ Boracay
chasing time~ Boracay

It’s a funny thing, time. I remember as a child not minding time at all; being and living in the moment; existing in a plane where time had no say in my business. Then slowly things begin to change. Time would no longer allow itself to be ignored. It wants to assert its managerial role in the affairs of my human existence. Freedom is replaced by deadlines, strict appointments and duties to be fulfilled on ‘time’. But little does time know that I remember what it was like to be free, and that I can escape to that place where I kept my childhood alive and well. Don’t tell time…

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365 from the archive~ Month 7~ Boracay

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Day 31~ August 31st~ Boracay

farewell to Boracay

Boracay is a place you leave and always dream of going back to, to its ocean, to its skies, to its lively skies and mostly to its warm people and the girl with the yellow balloon. This ends this month’s journey into the litte paradise island of the Philippines. On to the next!

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Day 30~ August 30th~ Boracay

footsteps

Do we live our lives in a way that our footsteps will be worth following?

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Day 29~ August 29th~ Boracay

blue dreams

I dream of a world where blue overwhelms the red. I dream of times when all will cease to compete for self gain. I dream of a place free of war, hate and anger. I dream in blue.