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Divining the future through mirrors
We brought mirrors into our lives for various reasons. Their reflection is what stirs something inside us. Whether it is the self-judgemental inner critic of our superficial appearance does not […]
The Moon: her, the mirror of light in the darkness of cyclic renewal
The Moon has fascinated humanity ever since our eyes opened to the changing, cyclic pattern outside in our natural world. From the ancient Mesopotamia, Babylonia, Egypt, China, India, from the […]
Lumine in two poems
Lumine is a poem about inner light, shadows and the uncontrollable forces of death and life. In two poems born from different sources of incandescence. A candle and a fireplace […]
Street art in Tel Aviv: feel the liberal resolve of Israel through its walls
Street art in Tel Aviv imprints one of the most culturally resonating expressions of diverse opinions in the world. Like in many other global hives of street art, conflict, social […]
On Imagination
Often, illusion is better than reality. Sometimes it is not. It depends on the feeling it elicits, the ideas hatched or the cravings it sates. It is also about acceptance. […]
Unconditional Friends Make Us Happier
Good relationships make us healthier and happier. Cultivate warm interactions for blossoming happiness, a thriving wellbeing. This is the most recent conclusion of the over eight decades lasting, broadest longitudinal […]
Musing on Darkness that is Beautiful
Art celebrates darkness in its own obscure way and perhaps this is why we need it. Great art mirrors humanity better than reason does. The entire colour palette of emotional […]
How do you feel about bees as nature’s clues about us?
Bees are the symbol of hope, life and vulnerability across many cultures. The symbolism does not end here. The ancient Egyptians, the Greeks, Hindus, Jews, Christians, Muslims, and other mythologically […]
The calmest place in Geneva: the mysterious aura of La Cimetière des Rois
The calmest place in Geneva in summer is not by the busy lake, but under the shades in the Cemetery of the Kings away from the frolics of the town. […]