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  • Day Sixty Seven, March 30, 2011

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      It has been said that the truth of something, anything lies in its essence. Often this fragile truth is hidden by layers and layers of personality and until those are stripped away, the inner finer core cannot be seen and experienced. It is the same with everything isn’t it? The fine being protected by…

  • Day Sixty Six, March 29, 2011

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    I will never get used to seeing window cleaners in Shanghai hanging on a single rope to clean the outside glass of high rise buildings. It is a very dangerous job, at least that’s how it looks to me when I see a rope, then feet followed by a giggling face popping down outside my…

  • Day Fifty Five, March 18, 2011

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    When they are babies, they cry for obvious reasons, hunger, discomfort or illness. Then they get older and they learn that tears are also something they can use in their daily theater. They start to cry for attention, cry to test their limits, cry to protest your parenting decision, cry to influence you emotionally, or…

  • Day Forty Two, March 5, 2011

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      “You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.” —Mark Twain Today was a day of looking at balances, re-arranging thoughts, deep contemplations, and searching for rhythms. There is a rhythm in the rain that can lull you to sleep if it falls gently, there is also rhythm in the…

  • Day Thirty Seven, February 28, 2011

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    In China, Shanghainese women are famed for their elegance, beauty, strength of character and sense of fashion. I was walking the alleys of Pudong this afternoon when I was struck with this young woman’s beauty and elegant pose looking at me through the glass window.