My love affair with the sky started when I was born! I think I fell in love with it since I opened my eyes, because since I can remember, I always looked at the sky, the clouds, the light refracting through the clouds at different times of the day ... in different parts of the world ... I always liked flying too, my first flying experience was when I was 16 years old and flew to U.K. to go to Cambridge for a summer language course. I still remember my ecstasy when the plane started taxing on the runway and took off, I never felt something so exilarating before in my life! My love affair with planes was started. I also remember looking at a poster that my father gave me during my teens of a tornado fighter and dreaming of flyin...

In a discussion with my yoga teacher yesterday, we got onto the subject of habits and how when we get too deeply ingrained in them, we lose presence. I never really thought about it that way before. In fact, as a person who trains in martial arts, we always teach about developing automatic physical responses to threats in self-defense situations. We talk a lot about self-control becoming self-mastery when you no longer have to force yourself to react in a certain way--it just comes naturally. But as I talked with my teacher yesterday, he brought up an interesting point of how many people go throughout the whole day in that state of automatic reaction. We drive to work and cannot really even recall the act of driving there--it occurred...

Following up my previous journal on letters to yourself, I remembered too late that I should have suggested putting your thoughts and feelings, and hopes and aspirations, down in a letter to be opened by yourself sometime after 2012 – the magical year of transition, according to Mayan belief. ~ Now that I’ve happily set that troubling item down I now want to suggest to you the possibility of Guerrilla Postcarding: A means of spreading fun and delight around the world, all for the cost of a second class stamp. I’ve nursed this idea for a while, ever since I discovered a collection of postcards compiled by former Beatle, Ringo Starr, from a time when the Fab Four were on good terms and kept in touch with the other...