Only those with beauty within can see beauty in others. It is through that reflection, rather than mere eyesight, that we see everything...

Have you noticed that people, as clothes, are affixed with labels? Except with clothes, the label is often on the inside and not outside...

Remnants of balconies that once stood there. Looking at them now, bravely hanging from the restored Beit Beirut building*, one can sense...

"All of these lines across my face Tell you the story of who I am So many stories of where I've been And how I got to where I am But...

Yesterday's post got me thinking. Will I look back one day and say to myself, "Mine was a life well lived"? Who knows how many years are...

I wish I had the gift of a camera lense to capture the long gazes and furtive glances I witnessed through the time I've stood here... the...

Indulging in my morning coffee outside on an amazingly beautiful December day, reminiscent of the old times back home. Where else......

So who are you, you ask? I am the child of war and peace, of the traditional and the modern, of my homeland, my new home and all the...

On one of my walks through the streets of Beirut, I encountered an artisan jewelry shop, an irresistible little hole in the wall. It was...