Fragments of memory, figments of imagination, or facets of reality? Are these posts of mine visions of a Lebanon that once existed but is no more, one that never existed before, or one that's still alive at the core?
I know there are generations of kids at this very moment confidently betting their truths will never change, who'll one day look back nostalgically and wonder the very same thing we are wondering today. Did they really live this dream or did they dream this life
A handful of broken dishes,
Discarded fabric scrap,
Some straw, some wire, some paper,
Sound very much like crap.
But a beautiful scene can unfold its folds,
And a magical story can soon be told,
When vision and passion are lovingly poured,
And some glue the whole thing holds. #aphotoaday #art #stories #mixedmediaart #mycreations #nostalgia #home #visionsofhome #yesteryears #simplepleasures #simplertimes #motivationalquotes #inspirationalquotes #quoteoftheday #writers
The child in me smiles and rejoices
at this sight from its yesteryears.
It retastes the flavors,
Rekindles the melodies,
The excitement for beloved treats.
"Kaak, kaak, kaak, kaakiyyeh," the old man used to scream.
We would drop everything,
And sprint up to him
And our smiles and faces would beam.
Sweet'n happy memories of childhood,
Wish time would roll back, wish it could.
The old man his goodies in the carriage would bring,
And the daily refrain once again h
A path to nowhere in particular,
That may not have been traveled before,
Where my eyes could wander,
my feet could roam free,
and my mind was free to be. 🎵🎵🎶🎶🎵🎶🎵 Content with myself,
Content with the world,
On this path to nowhere in particular.
Just simply at peace,
Which nothing could seize,
What a particularly beautiful feeling. 🎶🎶🎵🎶🎵🎵🎶 #aphotoaday #pathtonowhere #cherishedmemories #atpeace #nostalgia #home #visionsofhome #yesteryears #lifewelll
An amazing Saturday at the Houston Lebanese festival. Loved every minute.
Humbling reactions to my art pieces. So grateful for all the encouragements. ❤ Can't wait for tomorrow! #aphotoaday #cherishedmemories #art #stories #mycreations #lebanesefestival #sugarland #nostalgia #home #visionsofhome #yesteryears #lifewelllived #simplepleasures #simplertimes #motivationalquotes #inspirationalquotes #quoteoftheday #writersofinstagram #goodreads #goodvibes #thesoundofmyheart #live
Sorry mama, it was not supposed to be this way... Sorry I left and went so far.
Sorry that, though I may have been there for the big things, I have not been there for the little ones. The times you needed me to laugh with you, at the blink of an eye, at something only the two of us would understand, to put your head on my shoulder when you werehaving a bad day and no one else was around, to share your excitement at a new thing you learned, to tell you how pretty you looked
"Purple, yellow, pink, and white,
Everywhere I lay my sight.
Has nature risen from sleep?
Or was it I who dozed so deep?
Must've been a rain of flowers.
Must've slept and missed the showers.
Oh no, wait. I know my dear.
It was not rain. SPRING IS HERE." Dima Suki #aphotoaday #nature #spring #ourbeautifulworld #flowers #colors #nostalgia #home #visionsofhome #yesteryears #lifewelllived #simplepleasures #simplertimes #motivationalquotes #inspirationalquotes #quoteoftheda
One of the most beloved Lebanese traditions is the weekend sobhiyeh (in reference to morning)-the almost sacred morning family get together around a fresh pot of coffee or nescafé and whatever sweets are available around the house. When I was a young child, the task of making the coffee for the sobhiyeh was my dad's. He arranged 5 coffee cups and saucers on the rectangular colorful plexi tray and proudly carried it to the balcony or the family room where my mom, my two younge
""... Caressed by the sun, the breeze and the neighbors' loving eyes." Now I'm writing odes to clothelines! "Who woulda thunk!"" Dima Suki
Back in my childhood days, people hung their wet laundry outdoors on clotheslines suspended from their balconies. They pinned them right there for the world to see, and the world, of course, took notes. Though unwritten, the score cards were no less real. They told o