Life Stories

The term time out I know mostly from soccer games. It’s when the referee whistles and time stops until all the players are in a new position. In other words, time is stopped. Time stands still.

Wouldn’t it be nice to do just that once in a while? Especially during this time of the year, I notice that people are in a tremendous rush.… Read more

I hadn’t seen one of my neighbors for quite a while, so I texted her to see how she was doing. She replied that she was in Germany and would be back in about two weeks.

Her dad had passed away not long ago, so I thought she was taking a break. But when she came back and I invited her over for a cup of tea, she confessed that she had surgery on her face.… Read more

How far away can we get from nature? How far can we disconnect from it without getting seriously hurt? I notice that more and more, mankind has lost contact with Mother Earth, even though we live on her, live from her, and eat her food. We depend on her and yet, we think we can do without her.… Read more

Death is something so natural and yet, most of us try to push it aside. It’s as if we think it is something that happens to other people, but not to me!

In some cultures or religions, the inevitable is handled in a more inclusive way. For instance, in Buddhism, it is recommended to value this life knowing that death could happen at any time.… Read more

I love going to the theater. Actually, I would love to be an actor myself.

A while back in school or in a family situation I would kid around: imitating others, changing my voice, or talking in different dialects and making funny faces. Now that I am getting older, I see that life itself resembles a play on a stage.… Read more

I am driving to the Airport on Maui, the small one, for the private jets. I am excited since I am invited to a trip to Hana, by plane.

“When do you come back?” “Oh, I will be gone all day, not before evening…”, I reply. “Ah…”, Naomi’s mother answered and closed the door.

This short conversation doesn’t go out of my mind.… Read more

I first came across the term equilibrium in the form of a piece of glass-art. It had the shape of a half of a very large eggshell, containing a glass ball. The ball was balancing in the tilted container exhibiting the slightest movement while finding its equilibrium. It was handmade by a Swiss glassblower. I bought it.… Read more

Beauty in front of me,

Beauty behind me,

Beauty above me

Beauty below me

Beauty all around me,

I walk in Beauty…

This Navajo Indian prayer has long accompanied me. It came again to my mind when I visited Italy this spring on a garden tour. In the public and private parks, we were nearly overwhelmed with the sight of flowers, shrubs, and trees, landscaped in such a manner you could call the scene a piece of art.… Read more