Tag: Inspiration

Inspirational Alphabet

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Hello God!

Thank You for my friends I am writing for here. To share Your Inspiration is a great pleasure and a gift. I am endlessly grateful for this possibility to write these words.

My special “Thank You!” goes to Francesca Di Modica today, her beautiful soul reflects in her blog. She is kind to nominate my blog for the ABC Award!

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There are rules about this award. So it follows like this:
1. You must display this award on your blog. Done.
2. Announce your win with a post and thank the blogger who awarded you. Done
3. Present 8 deserving Bloggers with the Award. Done.
4. Link your awardees with the post and let them know of their award. Done.
5. Write a word or phrase about yourself for each letter of the alphabet. Done.

I am inspired by:

A Apricot

B Barbie
C C’s
D Dior
E Elfriede Jelinek
F Fashion
G Good Luck
H Herbs
I Ice Cream
J Jackie Kennedy
K Kupala
L Lighthouse
M Music
N November
O Oh, Dream
P Paper
Q Queen
R Raspberry
S  Song
T Tree
U Universe
V Vienna
W Writer
Y Yves Saint Laurent
Z Zzzz, Breeze

My nominees for the ABC Awesome Blog Content Award are:

http://mysticalmagicalherbs.wordpress.com

http://myjourneytoithaca.wordpress.com

http://claytonpaul2013.wordpress.com

http://moonramblings.wordpress.com

http://wingedprisms.com

http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com

http://adrianmitchellzar.wordpress.com

http://breathofgreenair.wordpress.com

Thank you. Have a happy week!

Alice-in-Wonderland Syndrome

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Hello God!

Thank You for creating Inspiration for an artists. I am lucky to see and feel a piece of art by Simon Augade. The installation was in the palace La Roche-Jagu garden, Brittany, France.

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“‘Who in the world am I?’ Ah, that’s the great puzzle!” says Lewis Carroll’s Alice. I was asking myself the same question, when I was inside this strange building. The first sensation was dizzying in my head.

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“Alice-in-Wonderland syndrome is a neurological condition where a person experiences a complete distortion of perceptual reality. They experience acute visual disorders relating to shape, size, colour, and the relationship of objects. They are confused by everything they perceive”. My condition was described by these symptoms.

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The second sensation was uplifting freedom, my spirit was aspiring to the skies. Understanding a temporality of the material things was natural and acceptable without doubts.

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“I have built the box which lid is light. This building engages all of my senses, all my involvement … I thus created a space that insulates, while finding myself at the foot did not belong to me,” French artist said about his Masterpiece.

Who in the world am I? I am living spirit in the body I own in the space and time. I am you, your joys and your sorrows, your memories and ambitions, your sense of personal identity and free will. I am your face and yours is mine. Thank you for this possibility to live.

Mrs. Novembra

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Hello God!

Thank You for November. I celebrate today, November’s first day! As for me it is strange that usually the month is connected with melancholy and depression. Today I have met a wonderful personage to broke the stereotype. Meet, Mrs. Novembra (in original “Mrs. Giffilan” by James Reeves).

When Mrs. Novembra
Is troubled with troubles,
She flies to the kitchen
And sits blowing bubbles.

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When Mrs. Novembra
Is worried by money,
When her feet are like lead
And her head’s feeling funny,
When there’s too much to do,
And the chimney is smoking,
And everything’s awkward
And wrong and provoking,
When the washing won’t dry
For the rain’s never ending,
When cupboards need cleaning
And stockings want mending,
When the neighbours complain
Of the noise of the cat,
And she ought to be looking
For this and for that,
And never a line comes
From her married daughter –
Then off to the kitchen
With soap and warm water
Goes Mrs. Novembra
And all of her troubles;
And she puffs them away
In a great cloud of bubbles.

In joyful abandon
She puffs them and blows them,
And all round about her
In rapture she throws them;
When round, clear and shiny
They hang in the air,
Away like a shadow
Cotes worry and care.

You see this story in the animation with music by great Bach. It definitely worths of 3 minutes of your life because the recipe of happiness in November is here. Thank you for your being in my life. Happy November!

Green Door

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Hello God!

Thank You very much for the Green Door we enter in the moment of our first breath.

“So welcome to the lighthouse

which is your body you’ll live your life”,

I am catching this thought from somebody above.

I still remember that

I was an angel with light wings

And the skies I was flying freely in…

My feelings are uncomfortable now.

What’s the surprise, it is so narrow!

How am I going to live here?

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Bright smiles of well known eyes

Help to understand: I am a human,

A girl, a daughter.

I am a Lighthouse – a house of the Light!

My story is going to be happy…

The photo I took in Binic, France. We all are lucky to enter in the Green Door. So we have to remember we are a lighthouses for each other. “A lighthouse is not interested in who gets its light! It just gives it without thinking! Giving light is its nature!” I try to follow by these words of Mehmet Murat iLdan to give you Light as bright as I can produce. Thank you for your Light I am enjoying and floating in now.

Philosophers Talk

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Hello God!

Thank You for ability to restore our bodies with nature’s help. It seems we are going to be free from antibiotics in this season. Eucalyptus and mint herbs have done a really good job. My child is almost healthy and my mood is uplifting. So it is time to start a new week with pleasure to happily think. Today I am walking with three philosophers and listening their talking.

You see them on the painting “The Three Philosophers” by Italian High Renaissance artist Giorgione.

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The Wine is old man, the Cheese is in middle age and the Apricot is young boy. The three men are talking about perennial question of philosophy: What is Truth?

The old Wine philosopher is singing: I live so long and know this life, la,la,laaaa, the truth is in Soul. “Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.” (Walt Whitman)

The middle Cheese philosopher thinks: the truth is in Mind. “Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body.” (Joseph Addison)

The young Apricot dreamingly whispers: the truth is in Heart. ““To a young heart everything is fun.” (Charles Dickens)

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You see the Wine, the Cheese and the Apricot are right. My photo etude visualises their talking. I am not a photographer, sorry for quality, the photo is just for idea.

Soul, Mind and Heart are keeping Truth of life but together in Great Harmony of Universe.

Thank you for enjoying this moment with me. Have a happy and philosophical week! Philosophy is a honey nectar for Soul, Mind and Heart.

Magic Pot

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Hello God!

Thank You for healing herbs I use in a treatment of season’s cold. Yes, I and my daughter have a cold. It is terrible to lift up my sleepless glassing head, barking cough is loud and my crying nose works bad. Sometimes it happens, so the picture is well known for our cold and rainy fall.

The worst thing is my child is sick. The last night was difficult. The symptoms were the same besides the temperature of the body, mine was normal, my daughter’s was high. I try to keep the sane approach and do not call to the emergency immediately (it is really hard to do it “keep the sane approach”). My daughter is 5 y.o and for this time I have learned to trust mother’s intuition. “Nothing to be afraid, she is Ok, high temperature is a normal reaction of healthy child on the attaking virus” I heard my intuition’s voice. It were right and today’s morning the temperature have become normal and we begun our treatment. The main hero is a magic pot we use for steam inhalation with dry herbs.

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On the photo above you see the instruction how to use it. These vintage wonderful pots are from France and I have found its in the house we rented. Due to its grand age the pot is decorative element of the bathroom.

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I tell you the story why our pot for steam inhalation is magic. Asking a 5 y.o. child to sit calm and breath by steam for even 2 minutes is difficult. Our story is about little Virusishka who lives with his mother Viruska and father Virus on the planet Virusiania. Yesterday Virusishka was playing near the spaceship of his father, to be inside was strictly forbidden. But the little child was naughty and went inside the spaceship. Virusishka have found a lot of colour buttons inside and, playing, push the red button “Start” and the spaceship flied to Cosmos. By a happy circumstances our hero have found Margo, my daughter, and he desperately wants to find a way to his mother and father. So by inhaling steam of eucalyptus with mint herbs we help Virusishka to find a way to home. By breathing a magic sparkling steam we are becoming healthy and Virusishka are free to fly to his planet Virusiania. The happy end.

Thank you for sharing this beautiful moment. I wish you to stay healthy and have a wonderful weekend.

The 5 Cs

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Hello God!

Thank You for today. Today is a very nice day. I am reading a very good article by philosopher Brian Johnston I am happy to share some thoughts from it. The idea is a beautiful union of this 5 Cs helps us to archive satisfying and sustainable results in any endeavour. The girls are from “In the sunny south” by Vittorio Matteo Corcos.

1. A clear Conception of what we want, a vivid vision, a goal strongly imagined.

2. A strong Confidence that we can attain our goal.

3. A focused Concentration on what it takes to reach that goal.

4. A stubborn Consistency in pursuing our vision.

5. A Capacity to Enjoy the process along the way.

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“Together these make up a universal tool kit for remarkable accomplishment. They constitute the most extraordinary leveraging device for our energies in any situation or challenge. They are remarkably reliable tools for helping us make the most of our lives and energies every day,” concludes the philosopher.

This union is powerful. Perhaps we should hire it. I will, so, I am hiring them now. The girls first working day is from this moment. They are working for us, so we can do “it”!

Raspberry Vaudeville

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Hello God!

Thank You for this pleasure to live. Today is Friday and we all deserve a good portion of pleasure. I invite you to my club where Raspberry Vaudeville is on the stage.

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Raspberry is a pretty girl

Who loves young boy Pistachio.

But old Baron de Chocolade

Has different view on her destiny.

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Baron de Chocolade wants

Ha-ha, to marry!

Rapsberry is his fiancé –

He is sure Pistachio will cry.

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Baron will cry because

Pistachio was first who came to

Father of his beloved and said (in recitative)

Pistachio: I want to ask for the hand of your daughter in marriage.
Raspberry’s father: You’re an idiot!
Pistachio: I know it. But I didn’t suppose you’d object to another one in the family.

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The braveness of young heart

Proves his endless love to Raspberry…

The end. The happy end.

Thank you for sharing with me today’s pleasure to live, create and smile. Your company is wonderful, the cake is fantastic and Raspberry Vaudeville on the stage inspires to be brave and young. Have a happy weekend!

Sleep Well

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Hello God!

Thank You for our dreams we see every night. Today and always we are the watchers of your dreams. Nightmares will never touch your pillow again because we love and live in love.

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“I believe that we carry within us a divinely inspired moral imperative to love … We have within us the ability to change for the better and to find dignity as individuals rather than as drones in one mass movement or another. We have the ability to love, the need to be loved, and the willingness to put our own lives on the line to protect those we love, and it is in these aspects of ourselves that we can glimpse the face of God; and through the exercise of these qualities, we come to a Godlike state,”
Dean Koontz writes in his book “Watchers”.

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The photos are taken in Mini Europa park in Brussels.

To protect your pillow is our happy job. Thank you for your trust to keep your dreams. Sleep well, we are here.

Minerva’s Kiss

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Hello God!

Thank You for today’s Inspiration to be happy. Goddess of Wisdom told me a story I am in hurry to share with you.

Young King is sad. The great responsibility is on his shoulders. How to protect my people and make them happy?

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Daughter of Jupiter, Minerva, the goddess of wisdom follows the King when he is walking in his garden near the palace. The book is in his hands.

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There is only a small strip

With a scattered boundary

Between suffering and happiness.

Life is so changeable

Like the weather.

And a habitual melancholy

Tiptoes silently…

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Minerva says: so it be,

Your happiness will return

When I kiss your dry lips…

And the silver trumpets will sing again!

by Shvedchikov A.

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Walking in Royal Palace Garden in Brussels I shot these photos. The book is my French finding.

Minerva follows us and kisses by her infinitive wisdom to live joyfully here and now. Thank you for your kiss.