My thoughts, observations, fantasies while traveling through the internal and external universes
Thursday, December 31, 2015
Old Year
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Dream Softly
Readers And Writers
Saturday, December 26, 2015
Blue
Friday, December 25, 2015
Decisions and Faiths
Merry Christmas
Thursday, December 24, 2015
Travel Notes
Should I Say or Should I Not
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Simple Pleasures
Turtlenecks
Tights and Leggings
Hood
Gloves
Tall Boots
Oh, and my brand new Wool Hat
Now it is time to bring the Safari Duffle Bag and pour everything inside, save the wool hat. I look forward to walking in the Village and peeking into art galleries. May be in a year or two we can watch a movie in the Village Theater again when the little (naughty) princess is up for it too. Long lines to the favorite pizzeria awaits.
I like winter attires. I have always been in love with boots and hoods and scarves and turtlenecks. Toronto served me well, perhaps too well with -30 degree Celsius wind chills. And Tahoe is the right mix of cold and snow and warmth of not too thick cloths allowing a leisurely walk in the snow.
Tahoe! Here we come!
God be with all travelers!
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
Still Not Over
Sunday, December 20, 2015
Let Love and Peace
Friday, December 18, 2015
A New American Life
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Fear
Friday, December 11, 2015
Growing Old Together
Thursday, December 3, 2015
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Grateful
Friday, October 16, 2015
What Was I Thinking!?
Later at dawn, right as I was gathering my thoughts sitting in my praying mat, looking from outside within, I pondered, where my heart laid. What did I value the most?
Family found its place on the top right after health (personal note: remember to call chiropractor and dentist). Inviting friends only when the house was tidy and sparking clean would for sure hinder gatherings. Scratched the thought. I supposed we rather meet even among the scattered cryons than not at all.
And finally: work. Work was fine. This was a plastic ball that even if dropped, would bounce back up, as opposed to all others.
Monday, October 5, 2015
Bitter Hopeful
Sunday, October 4, 2015
East London Confidence
Thursday, October 1, 2015
Definition
An Orphan with Parents
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Arab Literature
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Patern of Self
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
One of Those Nights
Monday, September 14, 2015
Midnight Dream
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
The Curse of A Driven Woman
Sunday, September 6, 2015
No Picture
Mourning
Saturday, August 29, 2015
In Searching for Self
Thursday, August 27, 2015
The Taste of Surpise
Feeling An Alien
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Don't Fall In Love with A Woman Who Reads - Martha Rivera-Garrido
"Don’t fall in love with a woman who reads, a woman who feels too much, a woman who writes...
Don’t fall in love with an educated, magical, delusional, crazy woman. Don’t fall in love with a woman who thinks, who knows what she knows and also knows how to fly; a woman sure of herself.
Don’t fall in love with a woman who laughs or cries making love, knows how to turn her spirit into flesh; let alone one that loves poetry (these are the most dangerous), or spends half an hour contemplating a painting and isn't able to live without music.
Don’t fall in love with a woman who is interested in politics and is rebellious and feel a huge horror from injustice. One who does not like to watch television at all. Or a woman who is beautiful no matter the features of her face or her body.
Don’t fall in love with a woman who is intense, entertaining, lucid and irreverent. Don’t wish to fall in love with a woman like that. Because when you fall in love with a woman like that, whether she stays with you or not, whether she loves you or not, from a woman like that, you never come back…"
"No te enamores de una mujer que lee, de una mujer que siente demasiado, de una mujer que escribe...
No te enamores de una mujer culta, maga, delirante, loca. No te enamores de una mujer que piensa, que sabe lo que sabe y además sabe volar; una mujer segura de sí misma.
No te enamores de una mujer que se ríe o llora haciendo el amor, que sabe convertir en espíritu su carne; y mucho menos de una que ame la poesía (esas son las más peligrosas), o que se quede media hora contemplando una pintura y no sepa vivir sin la música.
No te enamores de una mujer a la que le interese la política y que sea rebelde y sienta un inmenso horror por las injusticias. Una que no le guste para nada ver televisión. Ni de una mujer que es bella sin importar las características de su cara y de su cuerpo.No te enamores de una mujer intensa, lúdica, lúcida e irreverente. No quieras enamorarte de una mujer así. Porque cuando te enamoras de una mujer como esa, se quede ella contigo o no, te ame ella o no, de ella, de una mujer así, jamás se regresa..."عاشق زنی مشو که می انديشد،که می داند،که داناست،که توان پرواز دارد،به زنی که خود را باور دارد!عاشق زنی مشو کههنگام عشق ورزیدن، میخندد یا میگرید،که قادر است جسمش را به روح بدل کند،و از آن بیشتر،"عاشق شعر است"!(اینان خطرناکترینها هستند)و یا زنی که میتواند نیم ساعت مقابل یک نقاشی بایستد،و یا که توان زیستن بدون موسیقی را ندارد!عاشق زنی مشو کهپُر،مفرح،هشیار،نافرمانو جوابده است!پیش نیاید که هرگز عاشق این چنین زنی شوی؛چرا که وقتی عاشق زنی از این دست میشوی،چه با تو بماند یا نه،چه عاشق تو باشد یا نه،از اینگونه زنبازگشت به عقب، هرگز ممکن نیست!"مارتا ریورا گاریدو" شاعر معاصر دومینیکن"
Saturday, August 8, 2015
Saturday, August 1, 2015
A Beautiful Saturday
Friday, July 31, 2015
Paris Sans Romance
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
The Souvenir
Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Magazines
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Good People
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
15
Monday, July 20, 2015
Lemme
Saturday, July 18, 2015
Chocolat. Again.
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Curious Case of A Friendship
Saturday, July 11, 2015
Pumas in Rain
Friday, July 10, 2015
Thursday, July 9, 2015
Night
Sunday, June 21, 2015
Departure
Monday, June 15, 2015
And So It Has Been
Thursday, June 11, 2015
My Home
The Pain in My Heart
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
Take Me Home
Monday, June 1, 2015
Conversation
Sunday, May 24, 2015
Sags Rock!
Friday, May 22, 2015
Love Song Writer
Monday, May 18, 2015
To Keep A Word
We fell in love with your house on ... and it would be dreamy even to think that we would be living there. I believe that you, of all people, would share our sentiment knowing that you have been living there for a long time and loved it too. This is evident to us by the very well-maintained condition of the house, the fitted custom-made cabinets in the garage, and the cute kitchen. I remember my grandmother’s stove which was just like yours except in skyblue and I remember I made my first dish on it when I was just 7 years young. It was a lentil dish. Under my grandmother’s supervision I made a lentil rice dish in a small pot in one of those long hot summer days; everyone enjoyed a spoonful and gave me lots of complements; a sweet memory indeed. Now, I can picture myself making many dishes for my family and friends standing by that stove in ...., smiling, thinking of good memories and wondering how your life has been in this sweet kitchen over the past decades. May be even supervise my kids with their first cooking experiments.
We are a family of four ... . My son, A, was 4 years young when we moved into the general neighborhood, learned to bike in our first house (all the prior places were rentals since we started our family). He learned to play piano there, and he learned to make a bird feeder, which he tended to every day. A and daddy built a vegetable bed in the backyard and tended to many flowers there. He befriended the neighbor’s son who is a fine young gentleman; the family are moving to Arizona soon. We are concerned about A and how this move would affect him,but we think a new place for us too will make the transition easier, hopefully.
We have a 21-month-young baby girl now, m. We can imagine her exploring the nature in the backyard now, learning to bike in that beautiful cul-de-sac. In fact we just bought her a bike; she can barely reach the pedals yet she seems to love it. We hope that our kids can walk and bike to school as much as possible. We like all the high-scored schools that serve this home and how they are in bike-able distances and hope our kids would make many lifelong friends there. A should be able to easily do this given how close Elementary is, and with some more supervision and safety talks, he can even walk/bike to the Middle School in a couple of years. I can imagine m walking a 20-minute walk to elementary school along with daddy every morning when she is old enough.
The picture was taken as soon as we offloaded the bike and for memory purposes only
Otherwise the kids always wear helmets :)
Oh and m loves to dance. I can picture her in front of those wall-sized mirrors in the living room dancing to the tunes of her likings while daddy and I will watch her, smiling, marveling in her little ladyship.
M and I are both engineers.... With a young family, M and I tend to work from home as often as possible. We found the office you have made the exact place we needed. It is bright and roomy yet opposite to the family room and all the noises in the house.
As a family we like to explore, hike, and bike. We enjoy biking to ....
We would be so honored to live here. I can picture us all in this house, for M and I to send our kids off to school and high school and college, to grow old here and throw homecoming parties for our kids and grandkids in this lovely neighborhood and beautiful home. We sincerely hope that you would consider our offer!
Your consideration is greatly appreciated!
On behalf of all of us in D family"
Sunday, May 17, 2015
A Line to Remember
Saturday, May 9, 2015
Guitar Music
Monday, May 4, 2015
Anchored Free
All Connected
Walking back toward my office building the other day I raised my head for a change and I saw this beautiful tree full of pink blossoms. I was awestruck. Had they just bloomed overnight or had I really not see them?!
I smiled at my ignorance. I smiled because I knew I had experienced how not to be ignorant. I used to see. In my joyful youth I used to observe the leaves, the sky, the road, the people, the time. I used to walk with my head high. I remembered how it used to feel. I knew how to experience it. I felt grateful.
Then I continued reading the book at hand, How to Win Friends and Influence Others where I was challenged to not blame. To find any occasion to encourage and appreciate. I had to be observant of the behaviors around me to be able to praise them I reckoned.
Then I went to the Circle to learn that the focus of the month was also about being an objective witness, leaving opinions and blame, and serve unselfishly in love.
Ah! I walk in ecstasy now. How these all manifested in a sequence of events and experiences; orchestrated well outside my realm of influence.
Blissfully feeling connected in this all now, again!
Friday, April 24, 2015
Life to Live
Thursday, April 16, 2015
To Forget
Friday, April 10, 2015
Connection Lost and Found
Monday, March 23, 2015
Donno How
PS: Happy Nowruz! Happy Spring!
Time to Get Simple Again
About Me
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- An emigrant from an ancient civilization to North America, an engineer in marketing and management, a mom of working kind, who thinks when she talks, and who likes to write. I, L.B., own the copyright to the content.