Photography Film by Roger Moukarzel
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Feb5
Feb3
Happy February!
Feb2
37° human
So I found some play time and here’s what happened. & there’s more of it on Sparks from the fire 😉
Jan14
My Dubai 14~15
Good morning sun~shines!
The heart of December, bathing in sun~light.
Can’t Dubai without the tallest building in the world, Burj Khalifah.
Christmas Snaps & cinnamon rolls!
Happy feet in sacred spaces.
A few good books too never fail to make good travel companions.
We sleep to time’s hurdy-gurdy; we wake, if ever we wake, to the silence of God. And then, when we wake to the deep shores of time uncreated, then when the dazzling dark breaks over the far slopes of time, then it’s time to toss things, like our reason, and our will; then it’s time to break our necks for home.
There are no events but thoughts and the heart’s hard turning, the heart’s slow learning where to love and whom. The rest is merely gossip, and tales for other times. ~Annie Dillard
A beautiful book, read it!
Prepping for New Year’s Eve under sacred geometry skies.
& off we go camping ..
Sunset, on the road to the Desert Mountains.
.. in the rocky mountains with beautiful human beings.
Sunset & the Rocky Mountains of Ras El Khaimah.
Despite the cold yet starry night, those beautiful desert people kept my heart warm.
Photo by Marzypants
‘I prefer the saddle to the streetcar and star-sprinkled sky to a roof, the obscure and difficult trail, leading to the unknown, to any paved highway, and the deep peace of the wild to the discontent bred by cities. Do you blame me for staying here, where i feel that i belong and am one with the world around me? It is true that i miss intelligent companionship, but there are so few with whom i can share the things that mean so much to me that i have learned to contain myself. It is enough that i am surrounded by beauty.’ Everett Ruess
The break of dawn. Photo by Farah Stambouly
The Break of Dawn. Photo by Farah Stambouly
“The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star-dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched.”
~ Henry David Thoreau, Walden, or Life in the Woods.
Photo by Farah Stambouly
‘For children are innocent and love justice, while most of us are wicked and naturally prefer mercy.’ G.K. Chesterton
Sunrise. Photo by Farah Stambouly
& we found faces in the rocks.
Voila! Do you see it?
Good night star~shines!
Namaste 🙂
Photo by Farah Stambouly
Jan14
My Abu Dhabi 14~15
Sun gazing from the window of an airplane.
Fog in my coffee. Mist curling around like cigarette smoke.
the beauty of Arabic patterns and sacred geometry.
Abu Dhabi, I love you. See you next year 🙂
Namaste
Dec31
2015!
May this coming year bring creative, loving & kind blessings upon us mankind,
May it unite, bond and bring peace and balance upon this planet,
May it revive the values of old, and breathe the sacred soul upon the yet to come.
I wish a happy new year to my beloveds, may you always be surrounded by love, and knowledge, may you and your loved ones be healthy, may you find solidarity, community, friendship, and satisfaction.
Happy New Year 2015!
Namaste
Dec25
‘Grant us, O Beloved.’
This is an unofficial translation that I’ve been working on for a while. It does not even out the original poem that is unique in great depth & meaning, wealth, modesty & sincerity. Not an easy task, I truly hope I managed to capture as much of its beauty as I possibly could, to touch hearts & souls.
This is my gift to you beloveds, the most beautiful prayer written and recited, addressed to the creator of all. A hymn written by the genius at heart & mind, the recently-deceased Lebanese poet Said Akel, sang in the angelic voice of Majida El Roumi. Thanks to the ones who helped me with this, you know who you are.
