Mathieu’s Lamp

Hello God!

Thank You for Inspiration to create and build lighthouses. I am incredibly happy to have a beautiful possibility to touch Your Inspiration, You had granted a young sailor Mathieu.

We are walking around a very beautiful and romantic place in the town Plougonvelin. This is the westernmost point of mainland France.

The lighthouse Saint-Mathieu has fascinated us and captured our imagination…

Saint Mathieu

Lighthouses are not just stone, brick, metal, and glass. There’s a human story at every lighthouse. A Human Fate speaks by lighthouse’s rays.

Born at the sea

with big brave heart,

I am a happy young sailor,

My name is Mathieu.

This story is simple

It is about the Light.

My Destiny is

To keep It in my lamp.

Lighthouse Abbey

It is all very romantic – a lighthouse standing by the sea to guide home the weary sailor, and the lighthouse keeper with the lantern, trimming the wicks and keeping a solitary watch for a ship in trouble. Fog, storms, shipwrecks, rescues – what an adventure lighthouse keeping!

The boat was small

But our hearts were big!

The ship began to move slowly along

The wing blew it…


In 1250, the Benedictine monks in Saint Mathieu hung a lantern on the top of a tower to guide ships on the Iroise Sea. The abbey was built in several stages from the Romanesque period (11th and 12th century) to the Gothic (from the 13th to the 15th century).

It was the worst storm ever,

Father of all storms.

But in the very midst of it,

When the wind was highest ,

The waves were strongest,

When the foam and the spray

Completely covered ship windows

I had seen the Light!


Being lost at sea in the dark is a matter of life and death. Near this megalith old Benedictine monk Mathieu had been praying for protection of every ship on the Atlantic for whole his life.

The sea as black as ink

Roaring and thundering on the rocky shores,

I could feel much too clearly,

The grasp of the swirling darkness below.

I had seen the Light –

We would survive!

Abbey of Hope

Kneeling I prayed for protection –

“The light of God surrounds us,

The love of God enfolds us,

The power of God protects us!”

I closed my eyes…

And opened its on the shore.

We all were saved by the Light!

La Phare

Mathieu’s lamp is very big now. It helps sailors in their navigation: by lining up with white rays, they know they are headed in the right direction.

– white: route to follow

– red: danger

– green: isolated danger.


Night by night as soon as it begin to grow dark Mathieu’s lamps are lighted. And as the ships go by, they always keep a look-out for friendly lights and avoid the rocks of which they are warned.

You know I am feeling a clumsiness of my words, Chopin helps me describe my thoughts more precisely about the Light Mathieu saw in his Etude “Ocean”. This is miraculous, exquisite and phenomenal. You will feel the roaring waves in a series of rising and falling arpeggios and you will see the Light. You will be eyes of Mathieu.

We all are keeping the Light in our lamps. We are a lighthouses.

Thank you for sharing your light. I know the way because of you!


La Marseillaise

Hello God!

Thank You for my life here and now. I am happy to share with you wonderful emotions I am drunk by.

Welcome, welcome to Minsk on the 2014 IIHF Ice Hockey World Championship!

Welcome to Minsk!

Frozen ice.

Sitting. Waiting.

With the siren sound

Hearts are beating loud:

Denmark vs. France

Who will be the Winner?


Bison Volat, the mascot of the Championship is praying –

Oh, my God! What’s the game!

A pass, a fake, a sudden slap

Oh, it’s the Goal, France SCORES!


The crowd goes wild and shouts with joy

Our voices become one!

Margo supports

My daughter is fan of France,

We are friends, We are team!

We will win, We will win!


How can we hold it?!!!

Ale-Ola, France beats Denmark 6-2!

The French team has just reached the quarter-finals for the first time in 19 years!


“This is huge for French hockey,” France coach Dave Henderson said. “It’s been a long time since it last happen. I’m totally happy with the team.”

La Marseillaise

We are singing La Marseillaise together:

Arise children of the fatherland
The day of glory has arrived!

Thank you very much for your being in my life! I am feeling your tears of joy because my eyes are wet too. Love and hug You now and always.

Perfect Set

Hello God!

Thank You for Your multiple blessings my life is fulfilled by. Happiness is writing the words now. Gratefulness is singing “Thank You!” to my beautiful friends.

I was offline for a while due to reconstruction of our apartment and I was thinking about my WordPress home every day. So I am at home and I love the awards I have been nominated for:




My beautiful friends Kim Saeed from,
Doctor Rex from,
Brian from, Robin from,
Eric from,
Amelia Curzon from,
Stefan Morrone from,
Petrel41 from,
Rupesh from

They have nominated me for the Awards. Their worlds are amazing. I am the happiest person on the planet because of this possibility to be a part and touch their Universes. Thank You!


I allowed to myself to gather the nominations in a set I called the Perfect Set. The Perfect Tea Set for a dolls we see above. Beautiful and fragile porcelain promises a good tea party in a very good company. Let’s have a tea party!


Sip by sip we are enjoying and sharing our ideas, views, stories and , in contrary of the words of Henry Fielding “Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea”, our sugar is Love, Kindness, Joy and Compassion. Please take a cake from the French cafe I have been in recently and taken these photos.


The Perfect Set of Awards and the invitation to join to our tea party with French cakes go to my friends from:


A really beautiful Soul have created a “Loving Recipe for a Perfect Cup of Tea.

1 Willing friend who loves to sit and share
1 Grateful heart to have a friend that cares
1 Beautiful garden to show us God is near
Plus Many wonderful memories of times shared throughout the years
Lots of smiles and laughter to brighten up our days
Many prayers that we prayed for each other along the way.”

The recipe is perfect, we know it now. Thank You for your company. I am really happy to sip from my Perfect Cup of Tea with you!

Love in Paris

Hello God!

Thank You for Paris. This city is special in my destiny. I with my Dream Man had decided to marry there. You know I love to return to this happy time because the good memory of the crystal clearness about our future together works. It, this memory, works really good in a cloudy times.

We were walking hand in hand and Paris was our love song our heart were singing in unison. As on these wonderful paintings by French artist Jacques Guignard.

She plays

She plays the violin in happy dreams about Love.

He Dreams

He asks the Moon to help in finding her.


They are together now and the rain is dancing in a joy to see them under an umbrella.


Their Love is blooming in Paris. But who is in blue? Nobody, just shade of fear to loose the feelings.


The river Senna has taken out all fears and Love freely flows in their hearts.


Their wedding dance is waltz of Love, of course, by Strauss.


Miracle have happened. The embodiment of Love is on the way. “Salut!” their daughter will say in French, because of Love in Paris.

Thank You for your light smile and a small tear from your eyes because of sweet memory we have just relived again.

Snegurochka, Mizgir, Kupava

Hello God!

Thank You for love we all live in and love stories we create. As I promised tonight is devoted to fairy tale about Snegurochka again. Snegurochka’s love story is as old as Greek ancient world where Aristotle teaches us to love. And this story will repeat again and again…

Snegurochka, Mizgir, Kupava

Oh, la,la, all faces are familiar. Snegurochka (Julie Gayet), Mizgir (Francois Hollande), Kupava (Valerie Trierweiler) are on the stage tonight.


Father Frost and Spring Beauty had a daughter, Snegurochka, whose heart was made of ice. Her heart was unable to know love. But she was young and beautiful and she wanted to live and know what love was.


One day a rich merchant came through town. His name was Mizgir, and he was young and tall. Mizgir stopped in the village, called to all the young girls, gave them nuts and spiced bread, and danced with Kupava. She was the belle of the town, parading around in velvets and silks, serving sweet wines to the youths and the maidens and living the joyful life. From that moment he never left town, and, it must be said, he soon became Kupava’s lover.


Kupava had announced her own wedding to Mizgir. The ceremony took place, but then Mizgir noticed Snegurochka, and… became smitten with her, and begged her to love him. Yes, it was love from the first sight.

As we know Snegurochka was a creature from snow and ice. So she asked her mother, Spring Beauty, for help, but as flowers duly emerged under the Sun, the Snegurochka’s heart began to melt because of the fire of love. Mizgir had found her, and she was able to love him. They went to the Tsar, who blessed their marriage. But Snegurochka’s destiny was to die, having discovered the meaning of love. As she melted away, Mizgir, unable to live without her, threw himself into the lake.


There is no happy end in a love triangle story. All participants are wounded. Mizgir has lost his reputation. Snegurochka goes to a psychotherapist for antidepressants. Kupava has just left a hospital after heart attack. Nobody is happy and right here.

We are a mortal humans. Perhaps, to have the gift of discovery of the meaning of love is a good price for all pain and wounds?

Thank You for thinking with me.


Hello God!

Thank You for my tiny cup of coffee I am enjoying now. Something magical is in the air. Black as the devil, hot as hell, pure as an angel, sweet as love – Prime Minister of France Charles Maurice De Talleyrand said about coffee. We are indebted to great French travellers for much valuable knowledge about this divine beverage. Yes, the French know everything about pleasures of life.

“…The plant with the jessamine-like flowers is the most exquisite perfume of Araby the blest given to the human race by the gift of the Gods” I am reading in “All about Coffee” by William Harrison Ukers.


Today’s night, you know the period from 7 to 19, January is “Sviatki”, when a fortune telling is eligible and true, I dedicate to tasseography. Wonderful paintings of Harry Roseland create miraculous atmosphere for the fortune reading. Soft light and clear kind and tender faces of participants of this magic ritual promise a happy vision.


Tasseography, also known as tasseomancy or tassology, is a divination or fortune-telling method that interprets patterns in tea leaves, coffee grounds, or wine sediments.


Psychologists approve the method as helpful – the process of tasseography stimulates the imagination to create individualized interpretations and solutions. Coffee reading is a fun, healthful and creative way to listen to yourself, they think. So let’s try!


Do you know what I see in my cup? It is an apple! The symbol of apple means achieving new knowledge. Oh, that is true, I am incredibly happy to share with you tonight’s new knowledge about tasseography. I have never heard about it before.

Thank you for this possibility to share my world, it makes today worth to live.

Happy New Year!

Hello God!

Thank You for the 31st of December! It is a great day! Every this day in every year is magical and miraculous. Ded Moroz is today’s hero. I am waiting for him with all my heart, I know for sure he brings a joy to explore new wonderful things, new countries, new meeting with fantastic people.

Ded Moroz is Santa Claus’s brother, but the differences are between them.


There is a bottle of champagne on almost every table every the 31st of December wordwide. I was lucky to introduce with father of  champagne person to person in the town of Saint-Menehould, France. Please meet the next main hero of New Year Eve, Dom Perignon is on the stage.

Dom Perignon

My dear, beautiful friends, my dearest Gods and Goddess, I am incredibly happy to write these words and love to feel your reading eyes. Happy New 2014 year!

Happy New Year to you!
May every great new day
Bring you sweet surprises–
A happiness buffet.
Happy New Year to you,
And when the new year’s done,
May the next year be even better,
Full of pleasure, joy and fun.

Tears of happiness are rolling down on my smiling cheeks now. Let’s sing together wonderful ABBA’s “Happy New Year!”

Thank You for You, thank You for 2013 and thank You for future happy 2014!

P.S. I love you.