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Petrichor
(The precise aroma of falling rain is known as petrichor. It was coined petrichor by Isabel Joy Bear and Richard Grenfeld Thomas, two Australian mineralogists who blended the Greek words petra, rock, and ichor, the essence that flowed through the veins of the gods … Continue reading
Duality
I walked into an old church in Eastern Europe admiring the beauty of the gothic architecture. The woodwork, the gold intertwined with marble and extensive use of stained glass filled it with light and color. Carvings of stone that resembled … Continue reading
How Are You?
“How are you?” he asked in Arabic, his native tongue. “Busy,” I relied with a quick smile. “No,” he said. “I didn’t ask you what you are. I asked you ‘How is yourself.’ I want to know how is your … Continue reading
Lady Liberty
As the plane left La Guardia airport, it circled around the familiar robed woman wearing a crown of seven spikes. She holds a torch above her head with her right hand. In her left hand she carries a tablet. A … Continue reading
Measure of a Man
To fathers who love, who pray, who shed a tear As they lay down their lives, in the big ways And sometimes the harder small ways, for our families At home, in our communities and across borders— I salute you. … Continue reading
Silence Is Never Really Silent
I ask, “Where shall we go for dinner?” while my husband searches for a favorite bottle of wine from the wine cooler. But the question is only a formality. We each know we will choose the usual restaurant a mile … Continue reading
Mayr Im, Mother
To all mothers who have left the light on with their unconditional love, this day belongs to you. Mother’s Day is a word that reminds us of hope, of life, of stability and belonging, of creation and procreation, symbolized … Continue reading
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