Lily of the Valley Day

Hello God!

Thank You for the 1st of May! Today is well known as Labour Day, but in France today isn’t just Labor Day – it’s also a day filled with fragrant white bells and heartfelt wishes.

Today we are celebrating La Fête du Muguet, or Lily of the Valley Day, by offering small bouquets of these delicate flowers to friends, family, and loved ones.

Since 1561, after King Charles IX received a small bouquet of lilies of the valley as a token of good fortune, he decreed that every year on May 1st this flower should be given to the ladies of his court.

Not only florists are overflowing our streets with the bouquets of pure happiness – I have found the boulangerie with wonderful cakes with white drops of chocolate on the waffles leaves. Oh, this is delicious!

So take this bloom with heart sincere,

A charm for luck through all the year.

Let every petal gently say:

“I wish you happiness today.”

With this delicate piano music, with this precious 4 minutes of purity and tenderness, with the sweetness of white chocolate and a glass of champagne I wish you Beauty and Light in every smiles you will meet today.

Thank You for your smiling eyes, please, no crying, I am going too, because of this overwhelming Beauty. I Love You! I Thank You! Endlessly.

Force of April

Hello God!

Thank You for today where I have my force for jogging around Lucasfilm campus in San Francisco.

The sculpture of Yoda I have met,

The inspiration to speak about the Force,

April’s Force with Yoda’s quotes

Raised. Please enjoy!

“Luminous beings are we.” You must remember,

“Mediocre, my mind is not.” And yours, indeed, extraordinary, it is.

Breath in the green light of April, spread Spring in every part of your being.

Peace, Serenity and Harmony your mind fulfill with its is now.

(the picture)

Breath out the dark, to keep a balance it is for.

Call the waters of April – the past mistakes washed out with.

Blooming flowers in your soul you must nurture.

Stronger you have become today, guided by the Force of April.

Grateful we must be for this moment we have.

“Always in motion is the future.” The music reflects it,

“You will find only what you bring in.” Your light you will find.

”May the Force be with you!” April’s Force for today, it is.

Thank You for your eyes which are sparkling now.

Dating with Einstein

Hello God!

Thank You for the gift of Imagination. Spring mood inspires for a love story and I imagine our date with Einstein.

We have met in Griffith Observatory in Los Angeles,

The best place where Love can born.

The Star Way made from vintage brooches

Leads us to Planetarium for the first kiss.

“The most beautiful thing,” he softly whispers,

“Is mystery’s veil in the cool, cosmic air.”

My heart is melting in his high vibrations,

Mars and Venus are in our imagination.

We are stardust, brief moments in flight,

A part of the whole, in the oneness of light.

Our kiss was tender and warm,

Love is born.

Thank You for your smiling eyes! Love you!

Wind in My Head

Hello God!

Thank You for the inspirational Pacific Ocean Wind in my head.

A new week should begin from a very good mood. It is guaranteed by the American hearty breakfast. Oh, there is the butter sur hot waffles, it smells so goood! Bon appetite!

Full of energy I am in hurry to meet the Ocean,

This meeting is blessing of the sky.

What I am feeling the first is the Ocean Wind,

I invite him to my head.

The boundless Pacific Ocean is meeting

And hugging me and I am floating in the Wholeness,

Which can create the worlds,

I am created, realized because of It and Absolute.

I am a child of Wholeness and Absolute.

So are you. It means we all are prefect.

Enjoy this moment, sing and listen,

And feel the Ocean Wind in your head!

Have a windy inspirational week! Hugs!

Story of Vine

Hello God!

Thank You for my glass of excellent red wine from Saint-Émilion, Bordeux region, France. Sitting at the table with wonderful French cheese Roquefort, of course, this Saturday’s night is going to be warm and happy.

This sculpture “The Vintage Vase” is situated near the museum de Young, San Francisco. But It’s original name is “Le Poème de la Vigne” in French, “The poem of vine” in English. Let’s full our glasses and I will tell you a story.

This story began a lot of yours ago.

Prosperous Bordolais, which means from Bordeaux region, was the Grand Cru wine-maker, and he decided to participated in the 1878 Paris World’s Fair for presenting his job of life – the finest Grand Cru wine. He was lucky, because one of his friend was Gustave Doré .

“Gustave, mon cher ami, my dear friend, I know you are talented artist, help me to create my symbol of Grand Cru wine, I dedicated all my life.”

“For my inspiration I need to taste your best wine”, replayed the sculptor.

“Bien sûr, of course, please try my wine”.

With the first sip the brain of Gustave exploded in harmonious accord of the divine pleasure. And Bacchanalia of inspiration, pleasure, love and joy transformed in the sculpture of the shape of a colossal wine vessel decorated with figures associated with the rites of Dionysus, known as Bacchus – the Roman god of wine.

58 Cupids, 7 Bacchantes, or maenads, female followers of Bacchus, 4 Satyrs, 1 Silenus – a companion and tutor of Bacchus, and an assortment of the vine’s enemies: including insects, rodents, and reptiles are glorifying the god Dionysus.

Covering by red velvet, weighting three tonnes sculpture was presented to the wine-maker.

“Mon cher ami, the sculpture is ready! Close your eyes and I will show the symbol of your Wine”, said Gustav.

Red velvet fallen and the Bordolais saw the vessel. “Yes, indeed, it exactly what I do for all my life. I am glorifying the god Dionysus!”, he said crying because there were no words to describe this beauty.

The vase had its own destiny. After Paris Fair, San Franciscan Michael de Young saw the vase in Chicago, fell in love with it, than purchased the vase and later donated it to the de Young Museum.

Cheers, my dear friends! Let’s celebrate this moment and our life!

Thank you for your beautiful company!

Trick with Devil

Hello God!

Thank You for the bridges on my way!

I invite you to cross the Valentré Bridge, the symbol of Cahors, France, with me and I will tell you a legend how the architect tricked the devil.

Upon the Lot, a bridge took form,

Stone by stone through sun and storm.

Yet time moved slow, the task was great,

The architect grew tired of fate.

With weary hands, he called the night,

And summoned shadows, void of light.

A pact was made, a soul was priced,

The devil swore to heed advice.

Swiftly then, the towers rose,

The arches stood in firm repose.

But nearing end, the man grew wise,

And sought to break his darkened ties.

A simple task, a trick so small—

“Fetch me water, that is all.”

Yet in his hands, a sieve was placed,

Through which the drops would slip in haste.

The devil cursed, his wrath untamed,

For now, his claim could not be gained.

He swore revenge, his fury dire,

And sent an imp with dark desire…

We all have an imp inside. It frightens but it lies. Do not afraid, it is nothing.

Watch and enjoy the music about victory over the… nothing! You are strong and beautiful.

Cappuccino in Cupertino

Hello God!

Thank You for my cappuccino in Cupertino. I am drinking my cup in the Apple Park Visitor Centre.

“The powers of a man’s mind are directly proportioned to the quantity of coffee he drinks.” — said James Mackintosh. I suppose that people in Apple.com drink a lot of coffee.

A lot of inspiration flies in the atmosphere,

I am trying to catch a muse in the steamed milk,

With the symbol of creating worlds on the top,

Apple makes to sing a song of AirPods.

Your smile is precious, I am creating for,

My muse is catched, she is inside,

And butterflies and blowing almond trees,

In harmony of Spring dance.

I am grateful for this possibility to share my cappuccino with you! Have a good day!

Fish on Head

Hello God!

Thank You for the 1st of April. In France where I live now we are celebrating April’s Fish Day – Poisson d’Avril! The traditional prank is attempting to attach a paper fish to the victim’s back without being noticed.

I am celebrating today and joking with a fish on my head.

I took this photo in Sète, France – sculpture by Cristina Manolagas-Rabaste.

Upon her head, a sight to see,

A fish-shaped hat, quite finny.

With scales that shimmer in the light,

And eyes that seem so squinty.

Pablo Picasso “Seated woman with fish”

At parties, she’s the talk of all,

Her chapeau makes a splash.

Yet when she walks by cat-filled halls,

She must make a dash!

For felines think she’s brought them lunch,

And leap with hungry glee.

She laughs and says, “It’s just a hat,

No seafood here, you see!”

Bellany, John; Woman with Fish on Head; Edinburgh College of Art (University of Edinburgh); http://www.artuk.org/artworks/woman-with-fish-on-head-225010

Though fashion critics raise a brow,

And some may shake their head,

She wears her fish with pride and joy,

A trendsetter for Today!

Thank you for your smiling eyes. Happy 1st April! Have a joyful day!

Covid-19 is Baobab

Hello God!

Thank You for my healthy lungs. At this moment I am breathing full and freely. But I do not know how I will breathe tomorrow. How will breathe my family, my friends, my planet at the next moment? I need to do something to help You, despite maniacally washing my hands and checking the body temperature of my family.

“Merci, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry,” I have inspired, “Merci for the idea!”. For overcoming my fear – I am transforming it in the Baobab. Covid-19 is the Baobab. Baobab is gobbling beautiful dolce vita, Baobab is dancing dead flamenco, Baobab is crunching Big Apple. We all are living in the catastrophe of the baobab.

Coronavirus-David-Goodsell

“Before they grow so big, the baobabs start out by being little,” I am reading in “The Little Prince”. Biologist David Goodsell has been painting “Molecular Landscapes” watercolor interpretations of the microscopic goings-on in cells. You see, his coronavirus painting depicts a virus as it enters the lungs.

It looks like a flower. My fear is transforming into a flower? Strange but nice feeling, I see my fear in its face. The Baobab is microscopic, our lungs are fragile and we can predict nothing but the microscopic seed of the fear of the Baobab we “must destroy it as soon as possible, the very first instant that one recognizes it,” Little Prince advises.

Little prince

“Now there were some terrible seeds on the planet that was the home of the little prince; and these were the seeds of the baobab. The soil of that planet was infested with them. A baobab is something you will never, never be able to get rid of if you attend to it too late. It spreads over the entire planet.

And if the planet is too small, and the baobabs are too many, they split it in pieces . . .”Happy lungs

“It is a question of discipline,” the little prince reminds. The golden rule we all know by heart is “When you’ve finished your own toilet in the morning, then it is time to attend to the toilet of your planet, just so, with the greatest care.” With the greatest care we should clean the fear from our minds, because with the power of our minds we allow to our lungs to bloom beautifully free from the baobab.

“You must see to it that you pull up regularly all the baobabs, at the very first moment when they can be distinguished from the rosebushes.” Little Prince knows how to save us and our planet.

Do you afraid the baobab? You know what to do, see the golden rule above and watch this film.

Thank You for your fearless breath. You are brave, strong and beautiful.

 

 

 

Easter Muse

Hello God!

Thank You for Easter we are celebrating today!

I am blessed by a possibility to invite you to Gallerie dell’Accademia in Venice where I have found the Muse Polyhymnia! The Muse inspires us to write and sing a Hymn to Easter! Hymn to Life! La Polimnia.JPG Polyhymnia – greek “the one of many hymns”, also spelt Polymnia. Muse Polymnia is the creation by Italian sculpture  Antonio Canova.

“The most heavenly serenity and calm to be fond in the face of this statue, the elegant and youthful forms of which are united to an overall majesty that is fitting for a Muse”, writes Leopoldo Cicognara in Lettera Sulla Musa Polimnia

La Muse.jpg

“Polyhymnia is on a hinge where she turns with the breath of air that blows when a windows is opened, and the pressure of the little finger of a damsel produces a marvelous effect”.

The effect is in the lifting of the energy to live and to create, celebrating Easter in a happy new way. We are inspired by beautiful Muse.

Polyhymnia

And my heart is singing the Hymn!

All creatures of our God and King,
lift up your voice and with us sing
alleluia, alleluia!
Thou burning sun with golden beam,
thou silver moon with softer gleam,
O praise him, O praise him,
alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

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A writer of hymns is known as a hymnodist. We are all a hymnodists now. Inspired by Polyhymnia let’s go at the table with a pen in a hands or with harp, lyre and lute. We are creating the Life in an infinite ways.

And you now “It should be simple and metrical in form, genuinely emotional, poetic and literary in style, spiritual in quality, and in its ideas so direct and so immediately apparent as to unify a congregation while singing it”.

Happy Easter! May the Muse Polymnia inspires You for Today and always!