The haunting floating villages of Cambodia, unforgettable, enchanting and beautifully colorful.
Day 77 of 365~
Image taken in Enchanting Cambodia, April, 2010
Where is our religion?
Is it in the temples of Asia, or the mountain churches of Lebanon, the faraway tribes of Africa, or the monasteries of tibet? Is it in mosques? Is it with soothsayers? Is it with the self proclaimed healers and seers? Is it in the holy cities of our world? Is it in the secret science labs? Do our world leaders possess it?
Or is it inside each one of us waiting to be touched?
wonderings of a searching mind…
Sometimes life feels like we are charging forward at high speed with a hybrid car till we start stalling and running out of power, doesn’t it?
What better recharging station than the beach?
Sun, sand, the elements, peace, quiet, color, inspiration…
I am thankful for a much needed pause in the journey.
Lost and found in Dubai
To find ourselves we must first be hopelessly lost.
coloring the sky
happy people attract essences
door to the rainbow
coloring the unseen
Too small to be divided, too large to be swallowed, too beautiful to be ignored, too charming to be forgotten… and oh the way the sun kisses my Lebanon…
in the ocean of her imagination
Would we want to live in a world where all was predetermined, where nothing was hidden, where the answers were handed to us at birth? I take the search and the mystery over certainty and the unknown with its myriad of possibilities over the already known. It is in the future where all adventures lie in wait.