God of Buttons

Hello God!

Thank You for Your Many Faces. With winter weather endlessly to button and unbutton my skirt, my shirt, my jacket and my coat I have met the God of Buttons. His name is Augusto Esquivel.

“The seat of the soul is where the inner world and the outer world meet”, German philosopher Novalis said. Tonight I have found the seat of my soul. Let me share the place with you.The Universe.jpg

My inner world and the outer world meet in my grandmother’s old can from “Quality Street” chocolates where the God lives. It is fulfilled by buttons where every button is a planet or a star. The God is creating His Universe in His Perfect Order.Edem.jpg

This is the secret meeting place where limitless wisdom is open navigating my life. The buttons are magical keepers of the stories about my family, love and dreams. The buttons remember tenderness of touching mother’s hands and my first steps in the beige sweater with apple trees and blue river, knitted by my grandmother, of course, with sparkling buttons as the Sun and cotton clouds. The buttons build the road of destiny and every buttons are the atoms creating the Perfect Universe with personal Eden.

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There is the fountain of life where every drops are joy, prosperity and trust. I see the world in those roses. The word “button” means flower’s bud. And I know about Miracle girl’s heart is asking for sewing the magical button with the words: “Rose button, rose bud keeps my beauty for Him to love”.  Trust, girl, in the button. Trust, girl, in the fountain!

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Luna Park is the embodiment of happiness. The Candy Shop with mesmerising sounds of caramel in rainbow paper con the wizard-saker scales I am feeling in my hands – God of buttons keeps my hand.

And Carousel! Between the beginnings, the first steps, and infinite, breathing worlds, these things gather together here. My child’s innocent smile with “Mama, I chose this horse!”, sparkling lights of silver and golden lamps, ancient music but with so familiar and warm sounds are saved in the buttons.  Carousel.jpg

Augusto Esquivel explains: “I realize how insignificant and small a simple sewing button can be as it lays in my grandmother’s sewing box, but at the same time how unique and precious it can become as part of a work of art. Like an atom in a molecule, each button serves and shapes the whole. I hold the button to my ear and it whispers to me, “I want to be…..”

Thank You, God of Buttons, for the place where my soul is now. Thank you, my dear friend, for your smile and I am a molecule of water in your eyes.

Saint Barbie

Hello God!

Thank You for Inspiration You provide to love our world. My inspiration is devoted to your smile today and I create a poem about the nice painting from Mark Ryden.

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Mummy, mummy, mummy, mummy

Pleasse buy me Barbie

Barbie is in my brainy

Barbie is in my heart!

Pappy, pappy, pappy, pappy

I love Barbie

You love my mummy less

Than I do Barbie.

Mummy – pappy, mummy – pappy

I promise to be honey

I’ll read a tale to

My loving Barbie.

O Saint Barbie, please,

Tell my mummy,

Tell my pappy

To buy me Barbie!

Thank you for your smile. Have an inspirational weekend!