Beth Arnold tag:typepad.com,2003:weblog-1400985 2011-09-14T12:00:00+02:00 Letter from Paris TypePad LETTER FROM PARIS: 28 days (without the internet) tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e54ed2f6eb8833015391902d0e970b 2011-09-14T12:00:00+02:00 2011-09-14T12:00:00+02:00 About a year ago, I realized I was burned out. “Fried and fragmented” were the words that felt most right to me. For too long I had been flinging pieces of myself haphazardly into cyber space... Beth Arnold Jours of Our Lives: 40) KICKED OUT…TO PARIS tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e54ed2f6eb8833014e8b270e12970d 2011-09-07T09:00:00+02:00 2011-09-07T09:00:00+02:00 I hope our journey will inspire you to chase your own dreams, whatever they are. We’ll be chasing ours. Beth Arnold Letter From Paris: Paris - Delhi - Bombay tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e54ed2f6eb883301543507dbd6970c 2011-09-05T10:00:00+02:00 2011-09-05T10:00:00+02:00 A few shots of the dynamic Paris - Delhi - Bombay exhibition at the Centre Pompidou. I loved its cultural mission and its energy... Beth Arnold Letter From Paris: Ile Saint-Louis tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e54ed2f6eb883301543507beed970c 2011-09-03T09:00:00+02:00 2011-09-03T09:00:00+02:00 A place to sit and reflect...to regard the reflections in the water. To think about what you see. Beth Arnold Jours of Our Lives: 39) MISSION ACCOMPLISHED tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e54ed2f6eb8833014e8ae118ef970d 2011-08-31T09:30:00+02:00 2011-08-31T09:30:00+02:00 What allure or circumstance of life had drawn and kept them here? I didn’t recognize their names or know their stories, but the mysterious unkempt graves were a summons to consider them. Beth Arnold Letter From Paris: Summer in The City 2011, No. 8 tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e54ed2f6eb8833014e8b0d1b29970d 2011-08-29T11:21:32+02:00 2011-08-30T11:00:57+02:00 Being lost in a good book is a pathway to transcendence, this through a written page. Beth Arnold Letter From Paris: Summer in The City 2011, No. 7 tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e54ed2f6eb8833014e8afd73e9970d 2011-08-27T09:51:39+02:00 2011-08-27T09:53:13+02:00 A Parisian mermaid in the sky... Beth Arnold Jours of Our Lives: 38) THE PORT OF TANGIER tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e54ed2f6eb8833014e8adfa1cc970d 2011-08-24T09:14:00+02:00 2011-08-24T09:14:00+02:00 A couple of months before—on Jim’s birthday—I had dreamed of this place, not knowing what or where it was. Beth Arnold Letter From Paris: Summer in The City 2011, No. 6 tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e54ed2f6eb8833015390e51763970b 2011-08-22T10:16:47+02:00 2011-08-22T10:16:47+02:00 A perfect spot to sit and read, to watch the Tuileries garden grow. To see Paris in all its glory. Beth Arnold Letter From Paris: Summer in The City 2011, No. 5 tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e54ed2f6eb8833015434ab6088970c 2011-08-20T11:03:22+02:00 2011-08-21T13:09:28+02:00 It's called "Over The Rainbow," which is something we all want in one way or another. We want to find our own pots of gold on the other side, whatever they may be. Beth Arnold