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
To find new light that old ties cannot give.Full Blooming.JPG

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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Maslenitsa Mystery

Hello God!

Thank You for Maslenitsa!

We are celebrating this sun-festival during the last week before Great Lent and the most characteristic food of Maslenitsa is bliniGolden pancakes symbolize the sun, helping to warm the frozen earth, and by eating them, we receive a piece of its warmth and protection from evil.

This beautiful girl embodies Maslenitsa Mystery which Anton Chekhov describes in his “Blini”. And turning on the other side of my blin I am reading:

“Did you know that blini have been around for more than a thousand years, from the old, so-called Slavonic ab ovo – Latin, “from the egg”? They came into the light prior to Russian history, experienced it all from the beginning to the last page, and there is no doubt that, like the Samovar, they were thought up by a Russian mind.”

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“It is sad to think that these delicious circles of dough serve only narrow culinary and gastronomic purposes. …As for me, I am almost certain that the ever-talking old blini, in addition to being cooked and eaten, have other goals. Aside for heavy, indigestible dough, in them is hidden something higher, more symbolic, perhaps even prophetic… but what?

It is and remains a deep, impenetrable female mystery, which is as difficult to solve, as it is to get a bear to laugh. Yes, blini, their meaning and purpose – this is a female mystery, a mystery which man will not soon uncover. …

Since prehistoric times, Russian woman watches over this sacred secret, passing it from generation to generation, through none other than her daughters and granddaughters.”

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Barbie in the pancakes dress is the result of Maslenitsa Mystery.

“How are blini made? It is unknown. Only the distant future will know. We must, without thought or question, eat what we are served. This is a mystery!

I do not know what the process of making blini consists of, but mystery and gravity, with which the woman has furnished this rite, are somewhat familiar to me. There is a lot here that is mystical, fantastical and even spiritual. Seeing a woman baking blini, one might think that she’s summoning spirits or extracting dough from the philosopher’s stone”.

For today I suggest you to cook blini and, perhaps, Maslenitsa Mystery will be open to you.

Thank you for your pancakes. They are so delicious and I am feeling the light of your hands and heart fulfilling my essence with Maslenitsa Mystery.

 

Valentine’s Wheel

Hello God!

Thank You for Valentine!

Millions of emotions Valentine brings in our relationship and we are all go through the colorful wheel of feelings when we are in love. Sometimes it is exciting, sometimes it is disgusting. I am grateful for Dr. Robert Plutchik who created a wheel of emotions.

 

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Robert Plutchik suggested 8 primary bipolar emotions: joy versus sadness; anger versus fear; trust versus disgust; and surprise versus anticipation. Additionally, his circumplex model makes connections between the idea of an emotion circle and a color wheel. Like colors, primary emotions can be expressed at different intensities and can mix with one another to form different emotions.

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Augustina Guerrero illustrates what exactly I feel after we have some arguments about our different approaches to something, anything. Ha-Ha!

Fear → feeling of being afraid he will never ever forever know what I feel.

Anger → feeling angry of his silence.

Sadness → feeling sad – my husband does not understand my tears.

Disgust → feeling something is wrong or nasty, of course, I am tired and you, my husband, have no idea how. Sure, many women understand what I am talking about.

Joy → feeling happy. I am happy because you kiss and hug me when you return home every evening.

Surprise → I love being unprepared for your invitation to a concert and a glass of champagne after it.

Trust → When we closed the heart-shaped lock in Paris and the key was thrown to Seine many years ago I trusted to you all my life with all my complexity of emotions and reactions and I accepted your life with all your breathes and every beats of your pulse. And you know our differences are nothing because of endless Love between us.

Anticipation → the sense of looking forward our Valentine’s tonight with candles, roses and Moonlight Sonata is super inspiring. Because of this sense you are smiling and reading my words.

“Letting go, letting go
Telling you things you already know
I explode, I explode
Asking you where you want us to go”  –  I am singing with Melanie Martinez knowing that Valentine leads us to love each other.

Thank you for sharing with me the Valentine’s Wheel. And you know what, despite we are all different, if your heart happily sings with the other in unison – forgive an unimportant things faster and easier and remember about Love.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Cinderella’s Diary

Hello God!

Thank You for Cinderella.

We all know her story but nothing about her marriage with Prince Charming. Today’s morning I have found the continuation of her story in the wonderful poem “Cinderella’s Diary” by Ron Koertge. With these Vogue illustration I am happy to share it.

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“I miss my stepmother. What a thing to say,
but it’s true. The prince is so boring: four
hours to dress and then the cheering throngs.
Again. The page who holds the door is cute
enough to eat. Where is he once Mr. Charming
kisses my forehead goodnight?

Every morning I gaze out a casement window
at the hunters, dark men with blood on their
boots who joke and mount, their black trousers
straining, rough beards, calloused hands, selfish,
abrupt…

Step-mother.jpgOh, dear diary—I am lost in ever after:
those insufferable birds, someone in every
room with a lute, the queen calling me to look
at another painting of her son, this time
holding the transparent slipper I wish
I’d never seen”.

Cinderella is running to step-mother’s hands even faster than she was in hurry to Prince Charming. Cinderella’s story in this film is beautiful but you know we should be careful what we wish for.

Thank you for your smiling eyes and light breath, it is great pleasure to feel them for me. Have a beautiful day!

2018 Full of Diamonds

Hello God!

Thank You for the New 2018!!!

A new child is named “Twenty Eighteen” and 4 fairies are blessing Him.

The fairies are from Diamonds Kingdom of Van Cleef and Arpeis.

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The Fairy of the Sun is blessing by the Light

The Diamonds of Sunlight are gifted to the child.

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The Fairy of the Moon is blessing by the Water

The Diamonds of Ocean are gifted to the child.Fee de Temps.jpg

The Fairy of the Time is blessing by the Moment

The Diamonds of Happiness are gifted to the child.

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The Fairy of Hope are blessing by the Trust

The Diamonds of Dream are gifted to the child!

Twenty Eighteen is blessed by millions diamonds and he will be happy, healthy and beautiful. We are all blessed and we are all diamonds. “We are life like diamonds in the sky” I am singing   – join to me, please. The song is beautiful.

Happy New 2018 Full of Diamonds!

Murrforbidden Fruit

Hello God!

Thank You for the feeling of Miracle we are all full in the anticipation of Christmas. Miracle is on the way, and we have the most beautiful weekend in the year dreaming about something very desirable.

With the photos by Svetlana Pavlovskaya in my anticipation of Christmas Miracle I am writing “Murrforbidden Fruit”.

In the middle of MurrParadise is the Murrforbidden Fruit…

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Two rings of sausages with salt and spices are in my eyes,

It is so tempting and seductive with a skin around –

I want to touch it, just to touch…

But I know the Fruit is forbidden,

My goddess, my owner, keeps it until Christmas,

She is in the Nativity Fast.

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Temptation is stronger than my fear,

I want it just to touch, so stretching on tiptoe

I have touched it!!! Oh, meow-meow, murrrrrr!

My paw is so tender, so fluffy, and

Simply to touch is not the pleasure now,

I desire more…

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The dance of dopamines with adrenaline bass

Increasing my blood level – I bump into the desire,

My heart races and my mouth goes dry.

The moment of stabbing my teeth in the skin is the rush –

The happiest moment I have in my life!

My owner, please forgive me my weakness. I am just a cat!

 

Christmas is coming! I love your smiles, I love your eyes! Thank you for sharing with me  this happy waiting for Christmas!

 

 

Mademoiselle Butterfat

Hello God!

Thank You for the butter I am generously spreading on my bread.  I have a breakfast.

The piece of bread is of course gluten free. And butter… oh, I know about cholesterol which is potentially bad for my health. But I love butter. It smells fantastically and it looks as divine honey. What’s the pleasure and the gift I have at this morning!

Inspiring by butter and cream in my coffee I enjoy creating my opera “Mademoiselle Butterfat”.

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My dear friend, her name is Ollie Joy, is a beautiful and gentle cow.

She loves traveling and this is her last selfie

She took in Amsterdam.

I met her in Ventspils, Latvia, we introduced on the Parade of Cows.

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Ollie enjoys a new places and

Has a dream to visit all countries

She watches about at Discovery channel.

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Ollie was named by her famous grandmother –Elm Farm Ollie,

Grandmother adventures are around the airplane flight

She took on Feb. 18, 1930, to the International Aircraft Exposition at St. Louis.

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Because she was such an unusually productive dairy cow —

And required three daily milkings —

She was put to work in-flight.

As the story goes, she ate her usual feed and produced 24 quarts of milk!

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She inspired to create lyric opera, “Madame “Butterfat”.

It tells the tale of one Farmer Brown, whose farm was about to go under.

A couple of salesmen offered him money for Elm Farm Ollie

So that they could fly her in a plane and milk her.Glamour Cow.jpg

Farmer Brown loved the cow but had no choice; he sold her.

The men planned to sell the milk with big price and have a lot of money,

but Ollie said that if the men didn’t give the milk to the needy,

“I’ll make the biggest cow pie that you have ever seen

So follow well my orders or I will be obscene.”

Sensibly, they complied.

Ha-ha-ha! What’s the girl!

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Two girls are talking on the bench.

I love the story of her grandmother –

“Sing we praises of that moo cow,

Airborne once and ever more,

Kindness, courage, butter, cream cheese,

These fine things we can’t ignore.”

We are singing “Bovine Cantata in B flat,”

Please enjoy the opera and love your breakfast creating your own masterpiece, singing and laughing about everything you see! As I love my “Mademoiselle Butterfat”.

Have a beautiful day!