Angel of Violets

Hello God!

Thank You for my Angel of Violets who lives in the pod of violets on the windowsill of my kitchen. I am drinking a cup of coffee and he begins to speak with me.

“My dear friend! Do you know that the tender flowers you see are the symbols of rising above challenges? By the way, despite you often forget watering its, violets thrive in the toughest conditions. And now you are observing the miracle: In all beginnings dwells a magic force for guarding us and helping us to live” smiling Angel whispers.

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“Why are you so sad? Why did you forgеt that you are the luckiest person in the world because you can speak with me, Angel of Violets? You know Hermann Hesse and Johann Sebastian Bach had such ability to speak with me and they will help you to understand how to transform your sadness to happiness. Listen attentively!” the Angel inspires and sings the poem “Stages” by Herman Hesse.

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As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.

Since life may summon us at every age
Be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
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In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.

Serenely let us move to distant places
And let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
But lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces…

“I am the Cosmic Spirit living in your kitchen, in the pod of violets. For today and your new beginning inspire, sing and play Bach’s genius joke, and live and love your Way” my Angel smiles.

You know we are all gifted and blessed to see and speak with angels. And they are always near us and we need just to clear our eyes and see the wonderful miraculous reality we all live in. Thank You, my Angel of Violets for opening my eyes, thank You for Hesse and Bach.

Speaking with an angel, drinking coffee, listening Bach – what’s the beautiful beginning! What’s the happiest Monday! Wish You the same, my dear friend!

 

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The Flower of Life

Hello God!

Thank You for My Grandmother! I am blessed by her to keep the Flower of Life.

My grandmother died today. I am not a granddaughter from today. She was 91 y.o. and she had a wonderful beautiful life. I am blessed by having so loving grandmother.

To write these words is difficult because how to find the right ones to express gratitude and sorrow.

To visualize my grief I’ve chosen this painting by Vesna Krasnec.

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My grandmother is with closed eyes now.

I am the Keeper of The Flower of Life!

My duty is blooming and growing in Love.

I am happy.  I will be happy, I promise,

Sharing Happiness and Light with you

My grandmother had gifted me the Power.

Thank You for Your open eyes, thank You for Your support. I am felling your Handkerchief you are drying my tears with.

We live and we are all a keepers of the Flower of Life.

Golden Goodbye to Summer

Hello God!

Thank You for the Summer.

Today I am hugging the Summer with Golden Goodbye from my heart. My Summer is Sandy Goddess in a sparkling sandy dress with oceanic breathing and pine trees perfume. Her name is la Duna du Pilat. She is a French woman with unforgettable charm.

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La Duna du Pilat is the tallest sand dune in Europe. It is located in La Teste-de-Buch in the Arcachon Bay area, France, 60 km from Bordeaux. I am blessed by touching her sandy sparkling dress and  feeling her waves.

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La Dune du Pilat has a volume of about 60,000,000 m³, measuring around 500 m wide from east to west and 2.7 km in length from north to south. Its height is currently 110 meters above sea level. She is an impressive and gigantic. Dancing Kite.jpg

La Duna is my Summer Sandy Mother

I am her happy smiling child,

I love her bright and clear colors,

I am drawing with her face and eyes.

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She is a miracle – a granule of sand

Embracing the eternity of life

Where all times are waiving, flying

As a butterflies of delta planes.

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La Duna is a French woman,

Her charming smile is promising a gift.

The Arcachon’s Golden Candy she presents

For all of us – I have brought it to you!

Unwrap the candy and enjoy the gift you are blessed by the Summer.

La Duna is my Summer Goddess and wavering my Golden Goodbye to her is a little sad.  But with her help I understand the impermanence of all things. I write to her a secret message in the sand, Atlantic Ocean carries my words to all of us, whispering to your ears “I Love You!”

Goodbye, Summer! Goodbye Sandy Goddess!

Mademoiselle Liberté

Hello God!

Thank You for Your Inspiration for Auguste Bartholdi to create the statue “Liberty Enlightening the World” best known as The Statue of Liberty.

A lot of her beautiful daughters, a replicas of the Statue, enlighten the World. Today I am happy to introduce you with the youngest French one, Mademoiselle Liberté. She is the quarter-scale replica of the Statue of Liberty which was installed in 2004 to commemorate the centennial of the passing of Auguste Bartholdi in the northern entrance in Colmar, Alsace, France, the hometown of the sculptor.colmar.jpg

Walking in Colmar, enjoying French air and French coffee, singing French songs, Mademoiselle Liberté has told me a story of creation of her grandmother Madame Liberté, the statue “Liberty Enlightening the World”.

As any masterpiece The Statue of Bartholdi was born with her unique Destiny. Two blissful kisses from Universe blessed her.

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The first kiss had gifted the East guiding star to the creator.

Auguste Bartholdi, when he was 21 y.o. and still finding his Way traveled in Yemen and Egypt with his friend painter Jean-Léon Gérôme. This eight-month trip was life changing and young Bartholdi had found his Way with the promising guiding Star – power and inspiration in monumental art of Ancient Egypt and colossal sculpture.

At this very time, when The Statue was born on the paper, by the law of Universe synchronicity,  French engineer Ferdinand de Lesseps was gripped by a project of pharaonic proportions: the future construction of the Suez Canal. With support from Ferdinand de Lesseps, Bartholdi offered his creation to the Egypytian authorities in 1869, but to no avail.

We all are lucky that Suez Canal was not destined place for Madame Liberté. She had dreams about the United States.

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The second kiss was the happy event in 1865.

In a luxurious Parisian restaurant with excellent food and wine from Chateau Margaux  monsieur Edouard de Laboulaye with his liberal friends including Auguste Bartholdi  had enjoyed the dinner. Monsieur de Laboulaye was great admirer of the United States. With cheerful toasts and happy wishes the idea was raised of making a gift from France to celebrate the centenary of American independence which was coming up in 1876!

Bartholdi won over the other participants with a plan for a monumental statue symbolising the freedom. As soon as he arrived in New York harbour, he noticed Bedloe’s Island and was immediately sure that he had found the perfect spot for his statue.

The dream of Madame Liberté had come true. She was going to live in the United States!

Built in Paris and packed into over 200 carefully identified crates Madame Liberté left Rouen on 21 May 1885 on board the frigate Isère.

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We are all have our unique Destiny and we are all blissfully kissed by Universe. I am so grateful for this very moment sharing Mademoiselle Liberté’s story of her American grandmother Madame Liberté.

Thank you for your eyes, your happy smile, your happy voice singing French song. You are my Inspiration.

Happy Sunday!

 

August Hedonist

Hello God!

Thank You for August-Hedonist.

And Thank You for this happy possibility to write these words I was struggling for them with the enemy of self-critisim and guilty. I had sat down at the desk, opened this page with intention to write something – and checking gmail, surfing Dailymail and etc. were hugging my creative essence. I had felt a bitter aftertaste when days by days spending with a celebrities gossips and aliexpress things I closed an empty page in Glorialana.

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My dear friend, the Angel is awaking me up. Vladimir Rumyantsev, the painter, by his tender brush has drawn my creative vulnerable essence as a cat with yellow eyes hiding under the chamomile umbrella.  I am afraid, yes, I am afraid, because my inner self-critic prevents me to see you. But Your Love and light is stronger I see in your eyes and I remember how I love your eyes, how I love your smile. You are important for me because I feel that I can enlighten your world. Perhaps it sounds a little grandiloquently  – I live because of You.

Because of You I have find a new motto for Glorialana Magazine – “Romanticizing The World” inspiring by German poet and philosopher Novalis “To romanticize the world is to make aware of the magic, mystery and wonder of the world; it is to educate the senses to see the ordinary as extraordinary, the familiar as strange, the mundane as sacred, the finite as infinite.” Beautiful aim, task and motivation to wake up and to write for You.

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“Darling, wake up, please. Today is the 11th of August. Are you going to sleep whole summer?”, tender voice of the Angel is whispering. “Are you going to sleep and miss the symphony of berries, apples, pears and poetic picnics with you love? When are you going to enjoy my company? Life is short and happiness is subtle. Please wake up the world is waiting!” I has woke up and opened my eyes happily feeling your breath.

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We live this August – Hedonist. Hedonist comes from the Greek word hedone “pleasure” and is related to hedys, which means “sweet”. And you know referring the topic of hedonism I have found a brilliant book “A Hedonist Manifesto: The Power to Exist” by Michel Onfray.

“Enjoy and have others enjoy, without doing harm to yourself or anyone else”, Michel defines hedonism. In these simple words the philosophy of my life is packed.

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In hedonistic style we are celebrating my awakening enjoying Summer Berry and Champagne Soup with Floating Islands Gordon Ramsay has blended for us.

Thank You for You. Because of You I grow and glow. Because of You I have found the meaning of my writing here – “Romanticize the Word and Enjoy and Have Others Enjoy, without doing harm to yourself or anyone else.”

Enjoy Summer! Enjoy August-Hedonist!

Gagarin Day

Happy Cosmonautics Day!

Glorialana Magazine

Hello God!

Thank You for today. Today is Cosmonautics Day!

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On April 12, 1961, the Soviet spacecraft Vostok-1 lifted off from the Baikonur Space Center. Pilot-Cosmonaut Yury Gagarin, the first man in space, flew aboard that spacecraft.

Referring to all the inhabitants of the Earth to start on April 12, 1961 Yuri A. said:”…My whole life seems to me now a beautiful moment… It is hardly worth talking about those feelings that I experienced when I was offered to make this first-ever flight. Joy!” and … 5-4-3-2 Let’s Go!

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That flight took just an hour and 48 minutes. Having orbited the Earth, Vostok successfully landed in Saratov Region of Russia. Gagarin ejected himself from the aircraft at the altitude of several kilometers and descended near the place of Vostok’s landing by using the parachute.

“Orbiting Earth in the spaceship, I saw how beautiful our planet is. People, let us preserve and…

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Spring Waltz

Happy Spring!

Glorialana Magazine

Hello God!

Thank You for Spring. “The World is very old; but every Spring it grows young again…” We are all young and lucky to live and feel the Joy of Spring!

Let’s celebrate the season of new hope and of new beginning! I have chosen some dresses by the House of Dior, of course, because who has doubts in that Dior created Woman? We are going to whirl in a waltz by brilliant Johann Strauss in a beautiful dresses. And a happy Voice of Spring is really sweet and promising!

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The lark rises into the blue,
the mellow wind mildly blowing;
his lovely mild breath revives
and kisses the field, the meadow.

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Spring in all its splendour rises,
ah, all hardship is over,
sorrow becomes milder,
good expectations,
the belief in happiness returns;
sunshine, you warm us,
ah, all is laughing, oh,oh awakes!

May

A fountain of songs is…

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