3 Dec 2019

#giving tuesday

#giving tuesday

the giving tree to give is what we do when we love the more we love— truly love the more we give and the more we give of our bodies, minds and hearts  the more we are open to love– true love with each other with ourselves~bela Today is #givingtuesday and Rosy, the Pfister’s Artist-in-Residence, and I are officially […]

28 Nov 2019

Art. Culture. And Gratitude.

Art. Culture. And Gratitude.

Namaste. Hands to heart. In prayer position. I open my heart. Bow to the divine in you. And remember all that I am thankful for. My family. My friends. My body. My heart. My soul. My present. My past. My history. My roots. My culture.   In the spring of 2019, Rosy and I began […]

28 Nov 2019

No Coincidences…

No Coincidences…

It was two days before I was to board my flight to India when I met them. Stephanie and Paula. Three strangers drawn together in the lobby of the Pfister over a cup of hot chai. It was ‘Tuesday Chai’ and I was not yet excited about my trip. Actually, just the opposite. Nervous. Anxious. […]

12 Nov 2019

Time Travel

Time Travel

From India to Beirut. Beirut to Amsterdam. And Amsterdam, home. Time Travel. Across four time zones. To a new day. And homemade chai here at the Pfister. Today I woke at 3:34am. To a full moon and minus six degrees. In India it was just after 3 in the afternoon and ninety degrees.  Memories flash […]

8 Nov 2019

where the rains fall…

where the rains fall…

almost gone but not forgotten the monsoon dances its last dance as the rain, once again begins to fall for so long, i have wanted to come to India during the rains to feel its weight on my skin and listen to its talk on the streets we are in the market where my dad’s […]

7 Nov 2019

Episode 1. Did you know that the Pfister has its very own book club?

Episode 1. Did you know that the Pfister has its very own book club?

I love books. All books. Anywhere and everywhere. I love the way they stretch across borders and speak in many languages. The way they sit on shelves and lay on floors. The way they smell. And take me to places near and far. The way the words fall into place, sometimes so devastatingly and beautifully, […]