I consider myself a student of Love. Humble is my pursuit of closeness to God—through Him to You, and through You to Him. I’m a seeker,
a listener, a believer, and a questioner.
I always try to be truthful to Me, to You, to God. Being yourself is never
an easy task—we both know. Simple yet complex, like all the paradoxes we have. I’m intentional, emotional, intimate, honest, and natural.
At times, uncontrolled and unexplained. I’m the writer and the reader. My writing blends all fragments of my Soul. It reflects who I am and who I am not. But languages and words remain limited, limiting, and can never match the depth of a Soul. I guess that’s Mysticism.
I’m not a teacher. I’d like you to remember, and to be remembered. That’s All. My personal conviction, though, is that when I write,
I’m not alone. I feel protected—surrounded by beautiful Spirits and Souls. That’s how I can surrender and let it all flow.
I believe that Everything that happens in our lives is meant to be—everyone we meet, every small action, every single event.
Even reading these lines or my book. All happens to create a perfectly balanced Universe. We are all linked, we are relatives and we share a common purpose that represents the Ultimate Goodness and the Supreme Beauty.
We are on a unique, sacred journey to return to the Source,
The Higher Consciousness.
The most difficult exercise is to write about oneself. You have to always try to keep the thief, the shadow, the beast, the sneaky ego in check.
I began writing to communicate, to transmit, to send a message
of peace, equality, dignity, humanity, love, compassion, empathy, and faith; to God, to You, to Me Self.
We are surrounded by beauty, God gifted us with numerous blessings and He’s the Most Creative Artist, yet we are losing the Word.
Let’s try to remind each other of that.
I spent most of my professional life dealing with numbers, forcefully burying my real nature. And here we are—now it's emerging.
Am I a poet? I—is The Poet.
I am what I’m not
A few years ago, I went through a phase of doubts, fear, imbalance, and unsatisfaction. Yet I had most of the material things one would covet. Praise my Lord for those and for everything He bestowed upon me, including and most importantly: health.
However, I felt the need to embrace important change, that my ambitions, aspirations, my lifestyle should be driven by what pleases
my heart and what feeds my Soul, as God wishes for us all.
During that time, I had conversations with loved ones; debating, arguing, questioning universal notions and various human concepts. One person was receptive. Then, someone was instrumental
in guiding me to a Path that was forever mine, by Almighty’s will, thanks to Him. She’s one of my blessings. May God protect her:
my Sister.
After carefully and patiently listening to me for months, one day,
we were on our usual walk by the river—laughing, joking, talking, and she suddenly stopped, looked at me solemnly and said with an affirmative voice (very unlike her):
”Brother, you’re a Mystic.”
Perfectly Human, Imperfectly Celeste
I’d like to share a bit more about my artistic mixture. I’m trilingual, so you’ll notice the use of different languages in my writing. It’s primarily
in English, however, I like to include words in French, Arabic, Latin, Spanish, Hebrew, and even ancient languages.
I rarely modify my poems after I write them (after they come out of Me).
I rely on authenticity and spontaneity. If I edit, it’s typically for formatting reasons or to capture small corrections.
I have my own rituals; I’ll keep those to myself. I can disclose two simple elements: music and nighttime.
My reading tastes lean towards philosophy (ancient Greek, specifically Stoicism), Spirituality (mostly eastern such as Hinduism and Buddhism), Mysticism (Sufi, Christian, Kabbalah, Bhakti…) and Transcendental Poetry.
Some of my favorite poets/writers: Rumi, Gibran, Epictetus, Marcus Aurelius, Seneca, Aristotle, Plato, Attar, Lao Tzu, Kabir, Dickinson, Whitman, Blake...
