Saturday, 31 January 2015

Blessed Beginnings

56/365

Today I am celebrating blessed beginnings.
 The first baby among girlfriends 
arrived on Monday...
bringing with it my first flower card. 
We are more than excited 
to have him into the world!.
(the wishes are written in Greek).

Γιορτάζουμε τις ευλογημένες αρχές.
Το πρώτα παιδάκι της παρέας μας
έφερε και τη πρώτη λουλουδόκαρτα.
Καλώς ήρθες! 

Tuesday, 27 January 2015

Jeddah Festival


Near Eve’s grave
the heart of Al Balad, 
beams.
Moon-eyed boys, 
charcoal faces,
dance the now,
jumping into the joy of yesterday.

Humbled by Hejazi’ hospitality,
we journeyed into stories,
remembered
that neighborhood
was family.
The heart,
the world.

Rested our wishes on wood,
then in the air
to branch out,
to bloom
some breaths away,
where camels and people
relive the holy voyage.
retell what resists to fade,
yearns
to be
celebrated,
acknowledged
before all
spoke of love.













Sunday, 18 January 2015

48/365
"God, 
in what unforeseen, 
wonder-full places
you are leading me to"
(translation from Greek)

Have a graceful new week, beautiful people.

Friday, 16 January 2015

Never return the same

47/365

The prayers fly to higher skies
and reach the ears of God
Her path is more golden 
than she knew
when she set sail 
that hopeful morning...
She knew she would never return the same



An edited extract from  Bill Yates' poem "Finding a Spring Hill in the desert". Thank you Mona Sara for posing for this photograph. :)



Thursday, 15 January 2015

Joyful exhaustion

46/365


What a Day! ✨ 
Lying on the trampoline floor in sweet exhaustion.

Today I completed the Reiki Training with a wonderful teacher Amani Ismail.

This training enabled me to practically comprehend,

even for moments

 the lesson older than any human alphabet. 

We are here for one reason. 
To love and be loved. 
The rest are efforts
or fear of
 getting there.

Thank You God, for guiding me. 
For being with me, even when my faith was weak.

Use me, God, they way you wish
so that I may benefit as many as I can.

This beautiful video...tells it all.
"experience flying and fall at the same time"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_EYGRSH4WIU

No time to cry

45/365


Escaped bird attack, 
wing damaged,
but no time to cry.
Resting in sun
after a swing
of nectar-ecstasy. 

Love and duty, hand in hand

44/365
Photography / Model/ Editing Katerina Katerfly

Let gratitude 

circle your every cell

allow love,
accept duty
they go hand in hand.

Grace



43/365

Am sure that meeting her on my way to work

blessed me with extra patience and grace.

Saturday, 10 January 2015

Seventy to thirty


42/365

 Even a stone
shows us the way back to God, 
to the source
to yourself 
in the awe of no words


Between rocks
of 70-30 million years old 
Near Osfan village, outside Jeddah.
.

Thursday, 8 January 2015

Half moon, knees weak


41/365
Half moon,
weak knees
unusually cool breeze 
an audacious wind
and a cloud settling within me

Offered unrequested help 
countless times, now
her reluctance coupled with annoyance 
when things swapped
scratched my inside...

As I kept walking the darkness
Abrar, Rahaf and Ghufran
circled the swings, 
sing in Arabic
"those who suffer don't understand life".



video


Wednesday, 7 January 2015

Just before you leave

...it will come to you
just before you leave
just before you pack your past away
and leave the future to those who own it...

40/365

Extract from Anthony's Anaxagorou poem "It will come to you"

Monday, 5 January 2015

And fly a kite on your wounds

...Love...
 will come to you, 
I am sure of that
and fly a kite on your wounds 
to which you will curl the final tear
around your finger.
38/365 
Open your arms 
and hold your love
as if it were the last branch
reaching out from the side
 of a giant mountain 
and you've been falling 
your whole life.
It will come to you
in the same way it left you,
unexpected
with your shivering heart 
throwing itself to the lightning 
blind 
thunderous 
and mad."



An extract from Anthony's Anaxagorou poem "It will come to you".
You can listen to Anthony reading this poem here:


A poem that takes my breath away
and gives me something lighter back


Saturday, 3 January 2015

2015, Well Come


37/365
Greeting the light 
of the new year
as it sneaks
through the classroom's blinds.

Left facebook last night
to free time 
for creativity
to move on
to
what 
there is.

The 365 project will continue here, posting a picture a day.
In this quietness, 
I have no anticipation for likes or comments.
Free, let's see.