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Welcome dear stranger to the inside of my Heart and Mind, hope you find enough comfort here..

I was born in Lebanon to a Lebanese-Slovak family. And as most kids of multicultural families, I went through an identity search as I was growing up, and it was difficult to find the perfect place where I would fit in. I have one word for this, gray. I could not relate to being pure Lebanese, nor to being only Slovak, and that is why I decided to share the experience of being none and both at the same time.

I left home and moved to Prague a few years ago, and being a person who suffers from depression, a series of self and life reflections was triggered. 

I have always dreamt to be a writer, and this blog is the first step towards pursuing that lifelong dream. 

I hope by sharing my experience and reflections, I’ll be able to touch a portion of your hearts, and just maybe in tiny fractions, help those of you who are going through the a similar journey.

What Purple Arze Means?

I just wanted a name that connects me to home.

Why purple? Purple was derived from murex sea snails; in the city of Sour, southern of Lebanon.I still wonder why our flag has red and not purple!

Arze , in Arabic, means Cedar tree, and those have covered the mountains of Lebanon for thousands of years; they were mentioned in the old testament and the Bible too. Whenever I was visiting the cedar reserves, I used to wonder how many ancient people have passed by, what were they feeling, doing , or going through. I can simply say, these immortal trees show just wonderful endurance.

With the last word, endurance, my story telling begins…

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