After 2 months of “artist’s block” something is moving in me again. Finally. Something worth exploring through words, visual art and movement. The trees that line my street have morphed into aging female forms: graceful, beautiful, full of story lines. The cawing crows of Karachi deep purple black, butterfly pea tea yellow flowers, short green … Continue reading Female Forms in Trees
Category: Discovering places
Our travel stories
My places of healing: from Samui to the Scottish Highlands
The flow of my places of healing went a little bit like this: In 2006 and then in 2012 again, Samui was my place of healing. A place that was disconnected enough from my world that I could connect to the Earth. To myself. I’d be visiting from grey Chengdu where the sun shone 32 … Continue reading My places of healing: from Samui to the Scottish Highlands
Flowers of Wings
Flat Thai Tyre
After a few hours playing, grocery shopping, and eating at the Tesco Lotus on a holiday morning,we walked out into the afternoon heat - Rahul in the trolley, Leila upset because she had to walk; both, more than ready to get into their air conditioned car-seats and nap. I can't remember if it's a flat … Continue reading Flat Thai Tyre
Jungle Play
This morning Maher noticed something dangling off a roof right next to our bedroom. A snake had shed it's skin last night. The kids were intrigued. Until they looked at it closely, they thought it was plastic. And then...it wound up in the play-doh. Trust in Me,The Jungle Book
Park Yoga with Papa
To the Temple of Dawn by Long Boat
We stopped at the Buddhist Temple of Dawn (Wat Arun), one of the most beautiful temples I've seen, on our long- boat ride along the Chao Phraya river in Bangkok. We climbed the steep stone steps all the way to the top level. Standing next to magnificent intricate carvings - it was the traditional Thai … Continue reading To the Temple of Dawn by Long Boat
Bangkok from the Hotel-Room Window
photos by Maher
The Swing
Saying bye-bye to Anna and Rody. Until next time.
“Let’s Go Rahul”
David Livingstone Lodge, Livingstone Leila wore her "bag" on the way out of the hotel room. Rahul held her hand and they walked to breakfast. Together.
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