Yet another reminder by Misha Lyuve

Last week I was frustrated with my client’s assistant for not getting back to me on time. On Monday I found out that the lady passed away. Yet another reminder to take oneself and one’s intentions (regardless how important they might seem at the moment) less seriously. We never know what the other is dealing with

Even if by Misha Lyuve

Even if I were to list every thing I am grateful for, it would still undermine the intrinsic magic of life I am privileged to be granted a peek into

The eye of beholder. by Misha Lyuve

I used to think that the phrase “beauty is in the eye of beholder” means that everyone finds different things beautiful. Now I see that is the beholder’s choice to look for and find beauty.

A lesson in optimism by Misha Lyuve

When I asked my son what’s his favorite movie, he answered: “the one I haven’t seen yet.” I am learning

Unimaginable by Misha Lyuve

I am moved by my life

Today was unimaginable a year ago

And every day has been like that

Last day of summer by Misha Lyuve

Last day of summer, don’t be so sad;

Inevitable you’ll be back.

My fingers are sticky with juices of peach,

They smell of your body and beach.

Not for long….

New me by Misha Lyuve

The path to new me – the one who has still mind and a heart of gold, the one who can find answers to tough questions and solutions to impossible situations – that path is filled with many bruises and broken hearts, and though the adventure has its satisfaction there is always a lingering doubt whether that new me is ever achievable.

Can’t get out of my head by Misha Lyuve

I am watching my kids playing on the beach and can’t get out of my head the image of the Syrian boy whose body was found on the Turkish shore. When children (adults too, but even more so children) go through sufferings like that – is there any meaningful justification? I feel the need to apologize to them for myself, for humanity and even for god.

Precious heads by Misha Lyuve

When not humble by Misha Lyuve

This happened before. I grow to be good at something and then I become confident; then a little too confident; then a little arrogant. The next thing I know, life sweeps me right off my feet and I find myself on the ground with my face in the mud. Oh it hurts so much; but I guess I needed yet another lesson in being humble. Thank you.