Saturday, 31 January 2015

Blessed Beginnings


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, 
Moon-eyed boys, 
charcoal faces,
dance the now,
jumping into the joy of yesterday.

Humbled by Hejazi’ hospitality,
we journeyed into stories,
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,
to be
before all
spoke of love.

Sunday, 18 January 2015

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


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


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"

No time to cry


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

Photography / Model/ Editing Katerina Katerfly

Let gratitude 

circle your every cell

allow love,
accept duty
they go hand in hand.



Am sure that meeting her on my way to work

blessed me with extra patience and grace.

Saturday, 10 January 2015

Seventy to thirty


 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

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".

Wednesday, 7 January 2015

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


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

Monday, 5 January 2015

And fly a kite on your wounds

 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.
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,
with your shivering heart 
throwing itself to the lightning 
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

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
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.