I started loosing my mind, but it is that sense of loosing that you know and you have experienced before, it is that moment when your brains are vomiting out ideas like a volcano explosion, I am certainly uncertain about how good or bad that is to say… Ideas, can they ever be bad? Pressuring, time consumption, possibility, vulnerability behind intentions, have I really come up with this idea for the sake of the before and after ideas, or is it a really good idea. You leave it, sleeping in your notes on your phone, or you stick it on a post it in front of your every day wall, or you scratch it down in one of your note books, I tried several times to organize that habit of mine that includes notes scattered everywhere, I have even started this blog just because of that, I think I have it written somewhere in my introduction or past introduction identifying the reason behind starting a blog: “to have one place for all my stars in my sky”. Sky, but there is a sky everywhere, isn’t there. I mean you go to Africa and there you have a sky, the same sky that you see in South East Asia, and then you have stars, but they are not always the very same stars, and this is my life with my notes, only a little overwhelming when I come to think about adding one more. But I add it, just in case you never know, one day, some day I might need it or find it or get back on it, does this happen to you at all? And this again goes back to my reason behind choosing to get into Anthropology, I just want to study people, my ideas are around understanding people, understanding situations, knowing the “unclear” a better word chosen to “unknown”, I just want to study things that happen that we can not utter in words, and so there is a complication in verbalizing, and so I suddenly am attracted to them like gravity calling me to make meaning of things.
Just a note on this post: I have been readings and thinking non stop about anthropological approach to anthropological topics for the past 24 hours “Dissertation Topic Matters”, maybe it will make better sense to my explicit post.
Your body is your memorial wall… It’s amazing how we are made, our skin is just like a wearable piece of cloth. Very delicate and fragile, beautiful and sheer. The way you treat it, is marked and the way you serve it, appears. It’s washable, chargeable, it is your body of light. It is truly a gem, a very sensitive valuable piece if gem. And we have to appreciate it, be grateful, and take real good care of it. Our decisions are our responsibility, our actions lead to the consequences that may rise. So today, I will dedicate it to my body, my awareness my gratefulness my admiration will be directed to my given piece of gem. Listen to it, learn how to use it, how to take care of it, how to make sure it lives a healthy happy life from the given nourishment around me. History will always be carved in our bodies as a past and our future is what we long for. Let us make it a shining bright future.
When you travel, you travel the world, even if you travel to one place. When you travel, you travel within if you are only aware of everything as if it is not your personal experience but an experience you are only attending. Traveling is your life living only multiplied by hundreds. After 12 years… I have finally made it to Germany, and I was lucky enough to meet my high-school best friend in Frankfurt. A great encounter, a great meet up and catching up after such long time as well as exploring beautiful Frankfurt. A city that is very diverse from modern, to formal, to informal and to lego like. Walk around, check out the center, Romerberg, Zeil street, Sachsenhausen old restaurants, Mainufer river, and the love lock bridge.
And here is a beautiful indie german song. Have a wonderful day, a wonderful holiday and a blessed Eid Mubarak Al Adha for all the ones who are celebrating.
Last night before going to bed, i stumbled upon a great writing that all i wanted to do is read it again and remember this morning. I also wanted to share it with everyone that cross my path because a lot of us have terribly become knotted in our own thoughts. Our feelings are distracted and divided into what have happened in our past and what we think will happen in the future… That we have become so drifted from our own being and our present moment:
“In these times of devastating ecological and social collapse, there are those of us who feel an urgency to attend to the world ‘before it’s too late.’ But the great paradox is that this very tendency to rush anxiously ahead is what got us into trouble in the first place.
In the Aboriginal way of dreaming, the past and future are embedded in the present. One’s embodiment is the ground into which all continuity flows, so the past can be just as influenced as the future by one’s way of going in the here and now.
Let the way that you walk be slow. Let us listen to the pleas of our surrounding thirsts. Let us acknowledge the forgetting which drifted us onto this terrifying precipice. Let the grief of it all make its encounter through your remembering. And may beauty come alive then, under our feet.”
It also reminded me of the saying by Rumi that goes: “if you feel distress within yourself while your eyes are unclosed, know that you have shut the eye of your heart. So open it. Recognize the craving of your heart, seeking the immeasurable light.”
So today, I will slow down, I will believe that in my heart there is a clear vision, I will believe that with the right amount of time, my life will take me to where I am meant to go to and what I mean to be doing. Meanwhile I will focus on today, I will cherish the gift of today with those who surround me. I will appreciate everything and count my blessings, I will listen to my callings as they come to me and I will walk closer everyday to what my heart longs for.
From last Thursday’s diary I continue with this beautiful morning, stumbled upon beautiful places, and beautiful people. There is nothing more beautiful than art. Emphasizing on the natural beauty that exists, or beautifying your surroundings. Earth colors are welcoming, they are refreshing and warm. Our authenticity is our beauty and our weapon. Don’t let it fade, and don’t destroy it, instead be aware and proud of it. Here are my findings from Jabal Amman, beauty and art in everything I encounter. All my pictures are taken with my Canon 70D.
I have stumbled upon this awesome song that I would like to share with you; alec troniq, mind doodle.
What a lovely day. So this is not the first time I cover Jabal Amman on my blog, seriously you can never get bored with this incredible area. I went for an early walk with my friend Amira and we stumbled upon the most beautiful houses, scenery and gardens. A life full of opportunities and surprises only when you are open for them. I suggest you try to walk down the corner after Falafel Al Quds towards downtown area, you will find 7iber building on your right which is a must see, and if you wish to have a tiny little urban office or share one you can try it out, it is defiantly an experience worth living.
A great song I stumbled upon Simpre Me Queddara by Bebe
There is something about sequence that just attract me, the way the trees look, or windows, houses and even the tiles. I just find something so inspiring about them, as well as color combinations that most probably happen coincidentally. I also think the sky looks phenomenal when it is cloudy, truly walking around your city is a different experience.
In Jordan, we are mostly in our cars driving around. I suggest we all try to get out there by foot, you can meet new people, breathe fresh air, and enjoy the little details around the houses and gardens. Today, I had my earphones and chose one of my favorite playlists on 8tracks. I truly lived a fairytale walking over earth, listening to great music, and taking pictures with my Canon EOS 70D of just anything that attract me.
Thanks to my Canon 7D i am not editing any of my pictures 🙂 This time I went walking in one of the most urban areas in Amman. There is character in Jabal Amman, and there is way much more to see but this is just a glimpse to Amman’s favorite “Rainbow Street and its artful finds”… Again another experience with another song by The Strokes “You Live Once”
This time it is the modern side of Amman, the Dabouq area where all the richness is in the beautiful modern architecture and layout. Fresh air, wide streets, beautiful houses, and peaceful time. Here is another song from a local Jordanian punk rock band “Akher Zapheer”
A new escape to the 5th circle, ear phones, one of my favorite French instrumental songs from “Amelie Soundtrack” for you to listen to, and few pictures from the below are of a Jordanian home Hana Sadiq “a well-known Iraqi traditional fashion designer”. All pictures were taken by my very favorite Canon 7D.