In a sunny, mild and beautiful day, we were picnicking in a side-city park, on a labour day weekend. Many people walking long side the beach with their dogs. Then, an unusual pet, a snake, came along with his owner! It was kind of surprising and mysterious.
While the owner was taking the walk, some people with hesitation but curious, got closer to ask him questions.
It was triggering for us too to take advantage of this exclusive show. I mean, how many times you see a person walking around, so casual, with his snake pet?
So the mystique site did its job, and my friend and I, hesitantly walked toward the snake and its owner. When we got closer he was explaining that he has 4 of them 2 females and 2 males, and that this one was kind of bored, therefore he took him for a walk! He also explained that there is no danger to us if we want to pet him. So we did, and contrary to my imagination, he was soft, gentle and mushy.
Although it was a bit scary but I liked the experimentation.
Here are some close-up pictures:
My first week of a 3 year adult visual art program!
I cannot describe the feeling of joy and gratefulness!
The feeling of “belonging”. The feeling of “utmost gratefulness”. The feeling of “I think, therefore I am”. The feeling of “walking on cloud nine”. The feeling of “blissfulness”. The feeling of “life make sense”. The feeling of “peacefulness”. The feeling of “Love”.
It’s really hard to recount how you would feel when you are going back in time. Like there was no gap of emptiness; all these years. Or the past unfairness no longer matters; as I found my way to righteousness.
Leaving my job and going back to school was an immense decision to make. The decision that I was postponing for all these years because of fear. The fear of what will arise if I come out of this maze that I was living in; like a mouse.
Know that fear is the worst enemy of your life and soul. Acknowledging it, it is liberating, so you can be ‘YOU‘.
I don’t look into past since it’s too heavy to carry it forward. I will just live in NOW from now on. Yes, not a single regret nor a sigh, since I am in place of a morale high!!
I wish the same feeling for all human beings: peace & love.
This came through an email. I don’t know its source but I thought I will share it here with you.
Beauty of Mathematics !!!!!!!
1 x 8 + 1 = 9
12 x 8 + 2 = 98
123 x 8 + 3 = 987
1234 x 8 + 4 = 9876
12345 x 8 + 5 = 98765
123456 x 8 + 6 = 987654
1234567 x 8 + 7 = 9876543
12345678 x 8 + 8 = 98765432
123456789 x 8 + 9 = 987654321
1 x 9 + 2 = 11
12 x 9 + 3 = 111
123 x 9 + 4 = 1111
1234 x 9 + 5 = 11111
12345 x 9 + 6 = 111111
123456 x 9 + 7 = 1111111
1234567 x 9 + 8 = 11111111
12345678 x 9 + 9 = 111111111
123456789 x 9 +10= 1111111111
9 x 9 + 7 = 88
98 x 9 + 6 = 888
987 x 9 + 5 = 8888
9876 x 9 + 4 = 88888
98765 x 9 + 3 = 888888
987654 x 9 + 2 = 8888888
9876543 x 9 + 1 = 88888888
98765432 x 9 + 0 = 888888888
Brilliant, isn’t it?
And look at this symmetry:
1 x 1 = 1
11 x 11 = 121
111 x 111 = 12321
1111 x 1111 = 1234321
11111 x 11111 = 123454321
111111 x 111111 = 12345654321
1111111 x 1111111 = 1234567654321
11111111 x 11111111 = 123456787654321
111111111 x 111111111 = 12345678987654321
Now, take a look at this…
From a strictly mathematical viewpoint:
What Equals 100%?
What does it mean to give MORE than 100%?
Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%?
We have all been in situations where someone wants you to
GIVE OVER 100%.
How about ACHIEVING 101%?
What equals 100% in life?
Here’s a little mathematical formula that might help
answer these questions:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Is represented as:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.
8+1+18+4+23+ 15+18+11 = 98%
11+14+15+23+ 12+5+4+7+ 5 = 96%
1+20+20+9+20+ 21+4+5 = 100%
THEN, look how far the love of God will take you:
12+15+22+5+15+ 6+7+15+4 = 101%
Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that:
While Hard Work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there, It’s the Love of God that will put you over the top!
Have good day!
First, we’ve been introduced when I was 8 years old. My mom & I were visiting my oldest brother in Paris, where he was studying and working.
It was like magic for me. I liked everything about this beautiful city. From the red flowers hanging from the wooden-framed windows, beautiful architect, cobblestone pavement in narrow streets, lovely sound of French language, to the smell of the metro & very chic people. Although I was young then, but I recognize now, I was able to distinguish the difference between there and the country I was born in. Somehow, as a child, I felt a different kind of freedom, like people kissing on the streets which was totally unusual in my eyes. Showing their love for one another and being free to do that, revealed an incredible, uncomfortable and joyful feelings in my heart.
I went back to Paris when I was 15 years old again, and stayed for over 2 months in the company of my brother, his family and friends.
In a different age, knowledge, understanding and expectations, I experienced a unique love for this city. I had many of my first experiences at once and It’s imprinted in my memory forever, like wine tasting, the discotheques, and shopping solo!
I returned there after 4 years to study and I am visiting every few years since then.
Pictures that I am sharing here is from my last visit about 2 years ago.
In conclusion: I love Paris, period. I wish to return and live there for the rest of my life, which seems impossible at this moment, but you never know!
Happy July 14th!
Where is your favorite place in the world, and why?
My grand mother from my mother’s side had passed away a few days after I was born, and my grand father a few months after her. From my father’s side they were deceased before I was even born. Not only have I never seen them, but I never felt and enjoyed the relationship with them like most people.
It was sad not knowing them at all and wondering how it could’ve been. But I had to accept the fact, and cherish the stories told by my mom.
Then, I met my husband’s grand mother. A woman full of life, energy and love who was a leader in her time, which was not so common then.
She was fun to be around and I would laugh with her. When I was sitting with her to chat she would take my hand into hers firmly. It felt like she loved me so much that she didn’t want to let me go. She showed her love by squeezing my hands and whispering in my ears: “ whoever loves my children I love them even more.” What was deeply touching for me was that I could feel it and knew it was true. She really loved me!
It was then that I felt so cared for and privileged. I felt that feeling of the unique love between grand parent and grand child that I never had experienced before.
In all the few years I had known her she never once did or said anything that could bring me down. She paid attention to all her children and grand children with love. She was fun to be around and she gave me the experience of having a grand mother not by blood but by love.
She was my grand mother too.
I will love her forever for the love she gave me.
For me, communication is one of the most important aspect of life. Without it, we won’t be able to move forward, can’t share or be involved, can’t love and be loved, therefore we can’t grow in life.
There are different ways of communication. Some people talk, some write, some listen, some act and some create … in silence …
What you see in a piece of art is not just colors, pigments, canvas, design and shapes. These are just materials that an artist communicates love, hate, fear, happiness, sadness, emotions, and feelings with its viewer.
When a piece of art connects with you, it’s when you translate it into your thoughts. This brings out what you are, how you feel and how you connect with people. This is when you love an artwork so much that you want to have it in your home to not only give you everyday inspiration but also to take you with people around you to another level of communication.
An empty room without artwork in my opinion shows the lack of communication within yourself and therefore with others. It shows a sort of emptiness and absence.
For me, communicating through artwork is easier than using words. It seams that my thoughts are not coming out right when I put them in words. I think of one thing and it comes out of my mouth completely something different. That is why I try to communicate through my paintings. This is my way of communication.
“You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul” - George Bernard Shaw -
What is your way of communication?