Little Julian

Hello God!

Thank You for great joy of life. Happily laughing I will tell you a story about little Julian. Julian is a 2 y.o. boy from Brussels. He is famous and according wikipedia originally he looks like as on the photo you see below.

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We were lucky to meet him in this costume. Julian is a great fashionista, his wardrobe counts more than 900 suits.

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A son of Grand Madam

Went missing on the shopping street.

He was, of course, our naughty Julian.

Panic-stricken woman cried:

Help me, help me, please,

To find my little, little child!

Julian

City wide search began,

Every corner was by eye,

Mayor of the city had found

Our naughty Julian.

He peacefully smiled

Doing the thing

Nature dictates to all of us.

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Grand Madam was happy

Gift of gratitude made.

The city had the fountain built.

It is, of course, our naughty Julian.

Thank you for your smile and sharing my today’s inspiration.

Via Est Vita

Hello God!

Thank You for the roads we choose and are chosen. Via Est Vita – Road is life.

We have just come back from our very big and wonderful journey. And I know really it is true the road is life. For 25 days we have covered 7214 km! We have been in 6 countries (Poland, Germany, Netherlands, Belgium, France, Luxembourg) and lived in 7 places.

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“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say…”

J.R.R. Tolkien reflects my thoughts in a very accurate way by this poem. Beautiful words are warming my soul gently.

LaTerre

La Terre (The Earth) is rich, beautiful and generous. We all are gifted by her. You know my mind is dancing colourful cancan now but in this versicoloured mess I have found the main motive: we all are blessed by this possibility to live and see this beauty of life.

Roads are La Terre’s veins where blood of life circulates in.

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The photos were taken in Versailles garden. We were there I will tell about this gorgeous place later. Travelling clarifies the beauty of life. I know now how I am blessed by this possibility to live, see and feel the beauty with my family.

In my today’s dream I was flying in the sky for the first time in my adult life, I am happy and smiling writing these words. Thank you for sharing the road which is my life.

Love Sonata

Hello God!

Thank You for my romantic heart. It is inspired by the paintings of Dorina Costras to tell you a love story today.

End of the day
No other way

Mister Sun goes to hide
Lady Moon shines bright

After sun burns
Moonlight turns

Never ending ritual
Life’s marital or burial

SunMoon

Moon wants to meet his love
Which is the ever sun above

Lady Moon drops his endless tears
As millions of glittering stars

SunMoonLove

End of the night
Dawn’s beautiful sight

Moon must fade
Sun gets awake

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Sun seems to sparkle with love
Like a huge golden dove

Moon’s ever dark sadness
Sun’s eternal light gladness

Never ending story
Of an impossible love

by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel

Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven tells us why it rains when the Moon cries… Thank you for sharing this poetically beautiful moment.

Bird Flies

Hello God!

Thank You for this possibility to make each other better. My daughter asked me about a birds in a cages we have seen in the zoo: “Why are these birds in the cages? In my fairy tales birds live in a magic forest.” I explained that the zoo is a kind of hospital for a sick birds. Its will live in a forest when a doctor allows. 5 y.o. is a good age for this story, daughter is satisfied by my answer.

“God loved the birds and invented trees. Man loved the birds and invented cages.” Jacques Deval sarcastically said. The words mirror human approach to nature, but in our will to help each other to become better, kinder and in the end make a little creature free. I mean “little creature” in the wide sense. We all have something or somebody to free.

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I love poems by Alexander Pushkin. The special one for today is “The Little Bird”.

Here in a foreign land
I perform an ancient rite:
I free a bird from my hand
in Spring’s cascading light.

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The act consoles my heart,
how can I grudge God’s will;
if I can grant, to some small part
of Creation, freedom, still?

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A models walks the runway in the Agatha Ruiz De La Prada show during Milan Fashion Week Women wear Autumn/Winter 2009.  (Photo by Vittorio Zunino Celotto/Getty Images).

Thank you for your help to make me better. Happy Friday!

Mind’s Eye

Hello God!

Thank You for our mind’s eyes. According to wikipedia: “The phrase “mind’s eye” refers to the human ability for visualization, for the experiencing of visual mental imagery; in other words, one’s ability to “see” things with the mind.”

I have met two variations of the phrase: “the eye of the mind” and “the mind’s eye”.

The phrase “the eye of the mind” comes from Plato. Philosophy is the path to enlightenment, to see by the light of the Sun in the real world outside of the cave of illusion which ignorance is. The intellect shows the true reality. This is reality as seen through the eye of the mind.

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“The mind’s eye” probably became known through the work of Shakespeare. He uses it in the best-known of all plays – Hamlet, 1602, in a scene where Hamlet is recalling his father:

HORATIO:
Where, my lord?

HAMLET:
In my mind’s eye, Horatio.

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The Mind’s Eye is powerful. The Mind’s Eye actually creates the world.  Since “the world” for Hegel means “knowledge of the world” through the mind, then as mind develops, knowledge changes and the world changes in accordance. Mind is what makes human beings human. Further, the categories of thought are universal in being the same for all human minds. The world is the creation, the product, of these universal categories of thought. All forms of activity are the embodiments of the ideas of each activity.

We think, therefore we are. How and what we think determines who we are and how we live. French philosopher Henri Bergson has a famous quote: “The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend.” Me have to clear the lenses our mind’s eyes see through by a new happy knowledge and vision of the dream we desire to embody every moment of life.

For Aristotle, the purpose of life is not just to live but to live well, to flourish. Since this is so, it makes sense to think well. To live well, it is necessary to think well. As we think, so shall we live.

Fall’s air and sounds of falling gold leaves create a mood to think, dream and visualize. Thank you for your mind’s eye we create our reality by.

A++ Excellent!

Hello God!

Thank you for Knowledge Day I celebrate every year.

The 1st of September is the Day when a new school year begins in Russia and former USSR countries. A teacher is unmistakably recognised by a lot of bouquets at the Day. I used to be a teacher of the piano and every first day of fall had meant a happy meetings with my new and continued students.

KnowledgeDayToday the Day means a new program of self education for me. By the very happy circumstances a new educational year begins from the Awards. My dear friend Brenda from friendlyfairytales.com has nominated me for the Excellence Award! The rules of nomination said to share something personal: I love the excellence awards! The previous award was the granted scholarship for postgraduate course in Political Science at the University of Manchester! Yes, I have the postgraduate diploma in Political Science. My dissertation was about “The Clash of Civilization” by S. Huntington.

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This year curriculum includes course in French and compulsory the piano lessons to restore my pianistic technique   to play Chopin’s Etude №12 “Revolutionary”. I will play this masterpiece for you!

The next nomination from my wonderful Brenda is Miracle Blogger Award. “You are Miracle” said Brenda to me. Thank you, my dear friend.

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As all Soviet children I went to school at the 1st of September in my first grade class. At the 2nd of September my father died. I was 6 y.o. You know I remember that day was not a tragic or painful. My child’s heart was just angry and misunderstanding: it was my second day in school, my younger sister was 18 month old, and our father died. What’s a ridiculous idea! But life is life, and life goes on. I understood and accepted it later. Perhaps my father’s death was the greatest Miracle and gift for me and my sister. Thank you, father.

The next nomination is from Belsbror. By accepting the Most Creative Blogger Award I need to provide my perspective on my creativity and my source of inspiration.

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The source of my Inspiration is in every moment I am breathing. Inspiration means breathing. My creativity deals with my daughter’s games and joys, my husband’s intelligence and sense of humor. We are blessed by Happiness and my great pleasure is in sharing it with You!!!

My nominees for the Trio of Awards:

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http://l2ee2l.wordpress.com

http://ladybluerose.wordpress.com

http://chandnilahoti.wordpress.com

http://simplyvegetarian777.wordpress.com

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http://bizangelgirl55.wordpress.com

http://davidionelromulus.wordpress.com

http://ivonprefontaine.com

Thank You for you. You are A++!

Lullaby for Summer

Hello God!

Thank You very much for this last day of Summer. Vladimir Gusev, Russian artist, helps me to sing a lullaby for our Angel of Summer.

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When the bright clouds that escort the moon on its flight
Light a pale golden sky as the dusk turns to night;
You’ll visit your dreamland of magic and grace,
Where angels brush stardust from your smiling face.

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So walk in your dreams through the star-scattered night.
Surrounded by moonbeams, you’ll rest in the light
Of all those who love you, so blessed by your charms;
As light as a feather, you rest in their arms.

SummerLove

You’ll rest in a forest, so silent and deep,
Where velvet moss pillows a unicorn’s sleep;
And bright fairy lanterns will shimmer and glow
Through the darkness to guide you wherever you go.

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So walk in your dreams through the star-scattered night.
Surrounded by moonbeams, you’ll rest in the light
Of all those who love you, so blessed by your charms;
As light as a feather, you rest in their arms.

Sleep well, dear Angel of Summer. We will meet in our Winter dreams…

Thank you for our happy Summer. We are fulfilled by sunny rays and happy to meet the next season of happiness. I know, I promise.

King Sings

Hello God!

Thank You for the 29th of August. Today is Great, today is the Birthday of Michael Jackson!

He is special for me. I remember his first concert in Moscow in 1993. Who says that USSR is totalitarian if Michael Jackson is walking there?

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Oh, more than that he is marching and conducting the orchestra of the Soviet Union Army in the uniform!

He is missing the press conference devoted to his visit and goes to Moscow’s orphanage with presents for children.

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“I’m Starting With The Man In
The Mirror
I’m Asking Him To Change
His Ways
And No Message Could Have
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
Take A Look At Yourself, And
Then Make A Change”

King is singing. He has a lot of faces. I do hope that my face is his too because I believe I can make a change. Kadir Nelson‘s painting can help find your own face.

Michael Jackson

We all are responsible for making a change. Happy Birthday, Michael!

You know writing this post was a very emotional. My eyes were fulfilled by tears when I watched the video and I was smiling to see my own eyes in the mirror.

Thank you for a change we are making together now.

Paper Heart

Hello God!

Thank You for Your Inspiration to create our happy today. My today is wonderful. I was playing with my daughter in our favorite game “Create a dress and Wear a paper dolls” when my daughter had asked the question: “Mummy, has a paper doll got a heart?” You know it was Insight.

We are wearing the clothing to become more attractive, we are smiling to show our communicative skills because the big boss loves us in this role. How often do we remember about what inside us is? Today my 5 y.o. daughter has reminded me about the important thing. I am here to share it with you.

Simone Pfister, I have met her today, print-makes a wonderful paper dresses but not for a paper dolls. Her dresses are masterpieces of art created for touching our hearts.

Flourish

Flourish

Take a piece of paper

and draw a little heart

What to write within?

Well, your name’s a start.

Tape it to your chest,

wear it, proud and smart.

Gardens

Gardens of Dark and Bright

Let the world know

that you have a paper heart.

Easy made, easy torn,

and easy to replace.

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Art is the Flower

To have a paper heart

is to have a paper face.

Expressions changed easily

Smiles thrown aside.

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A Beautiful Heart

Wear this paper exposition,

hide your tears with pride.

No nerves here from heart to face,

emotions cast away.

Present yourself, miniscule but effortlessly,

for you wear a paper heart (it’s the latest trend, anyway).

 

Tuk, tuk, tuk, Hello my darling! It is me, your heart. I am beating inside you…

Thank you for listening your heart now. This moment is precious, we are.

Monday Serenade

Hello God!

Thank You for Monday. “Monday is a great for becoming too busy to die”  Roy Station said. It is truth we understand that a new working week begins and Friday is as far as Venus. So we are really too busy.

We are busy for each other. Because of you I live and enjoy my life. I love to think that because of me you do the same  – you love and enjoy your life. I would like to make your working week happier, my today’s Inspiration said that I am able to do it. Music and fashion will help me.

Agatha Ruiz de la Prada has created a musical dresses. I am listening a velvet sounds of cello which inspired the designer.

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The Piano dress is fantastic. The symphony of artist’s imagination has the Power to visualize the harmony we can see and touch.

Together the cello and the piano create a divine duet to tell us something very important. Something about Life can not possible without. The thing is Love.

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The Duet plays Serenade by Franz Schubert.

My songs beckon softly
through the night to you;
below in the quiet grove,
Come to me, beloved!

The rustle of slender leaf tips whispers
in the moonlight;
Do not fear the evil spying
of the betrayer, my dear.

Do you hear the nightingales call?
Ah, they beckon to you,
With the sweet sound of their singing
they beckon to you for me.

They understand the heart’s longing,
know the pain of love,
They calm each tender heart
with their silver tones.

Let them also stir within your breast,
beloved, hear me!
Trembling I wait for you,
Come, please me!

So enjoy!

Thank you for sharing my Monday’s Inspiration. I hope my sincere intention to make your week lighter and happier than the previous week was will work.

Have a happy week!