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Glittery Gaze

Every image you see is from my personal journey captured through my own lens; in places I’ve walked.

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  • Nostalgia… Jan 25th

    A date that some people, like me, remember with heartache, joy, hope, grief and, inevitably, tears. The Arab Spring.What many now call the bloody spring. People don’t always understand what that Spring meant to people like me, and to so many others, those of us raised by refugee parents, by political and social activists who… Read more

  • This sentence by Brené Brown changed the way I relate to others and to myself. I’ve never liked mind games or vague communication. I’m someone who values directness. I don’t fear difficult conversations, I welcome them. I often tell people: Ask me the hardest question, and I’ll give you a real answer. Even if it’s… Read more

  • They asked her,What do you feel when you bring your attention to your belly?Not your thoughts.Not your fears.But the place beneath language. She closed her eyes.Paused.And answered:Nothing.Just a black void.Empty. But the body has its own memory. In the stillness, something stirred.A flicker.A shape.An embryo.Herself. And in that moment,she was no longer just in her… Read more

  • We carry the Nakba in our blood, not as a history lesson but as a lived inheritance. It echoes in my father’s voice, how his eyes light up when he talks about our village, Ain Karem. Our land is still there, stone by stone, tree by tree, but the people who built it are not.… Read more