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.

Snegurochka

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.

Mizgir

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

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.

TheEnd

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.

Snegurochka

Hello God!

Thank You for this winter and beautiful Monday. I with my daughter have stayed at home today due to frozen and cold weather. So having a happy possibility to read to my child a wonderful Russian fairy tale is a great pleasure I would like to share with you.Snow

To understand who and how the main hero of tonight’s fairy tale looks like I have found a fantastically beautiful photos by Olga Valeska. The fairy tale is “Snegurochka” or (the Snow Maiden in English).

Snegurochka

Once upon a time there lived a woodcutter and his old wife. The wood cutter and his wife were both kind and hardworking but they were also sad and lonely, for they were childless and there was no-one to care for them or to help them through the cold winter.

Snegurochk

The couple made a girl out of snow. A miracle happened in the form of a snow sculpture who came alive to be their daughter they never had. She bought lot of joy to the households though did not had a long life. They called her Snegurochka.

Snegyrochka

Once, she went to woods along with few village children and when it got dark, they made a fire and the girls started playing by jumping over the flames. When Snegurochka jumped, she got melted and turned herself into a white cloud…

So Snegurochka melted away, her spirit was caught by Ded Moroz (Father Frost).

My daughter is 5 y.o. and this fairy tale is for children. I promise to tell you a love story of Snegurochka and Lel soon. Love triangle is in the story. Are you intrigued?

Thank you for reading and have a beautiful week!

Tasseography

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.

FortuneTelling

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.

FortuneTell

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.

CoffeeReading

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!

FortuneReading

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.

12 Friends

Hello God!

Thank You for the 2013. The year is significant for me because of my friends I have met here, on our WordPress planet. I have received the one star of the Award Blog of 2013 from Dr.Rex and the second star is from Wall Grimm. My grateful heart hugs you with all love I am granted by Universe. You know sometimes the words are weak to describe the feelings. It is the case. I am able to say just “Thank You!”

Blog of the Year Award 2 star jpegIn my life 2013 was rich and generous for beautiful experience and wonderful meetings. One of the brightest experience of the year I have felt in Luxembourg. It is was the magical time of Elephant Parade. Could you imagine a city where wonderful, beautiful, kind elephants are everywhere?!  Oh no, again a words can not express my admiration! Only my singing heart are vocalising the names of my friends of 2013 with whole coloration of the divine sounds. Please accept the Award:

Lindayour Star is young and bright, so be radiant and loved! All stars on the elephant are twinkling for you and dancing a waltz only with you!

LindaStar

Sindyyour being is inspiring my way, your words are reflecting your beauty and freedom. Butterflies adore you and the elephant gives its with Universe Soul… to you.

SindyFlies

Shreeyour heart is singing in unison with mine! What’s the beautiful duet we create! The elephant likes your melody and shares deep wisdom with you and me.

ShreeLoves

Robinyour colorful life is the Masterpiece of God. Your dreams are on the way for coming true, the gold line is the way, the elephant knows. Just follow!

BeautifulRobin

Claudiayour laughing enlightens Universe, your smiles warm my way. The elephant tells you a funny story only you can understand. Please share it with us.

HappyClaudia

Chris, the elephant is for you. I know you like its vintage style glasses and the happy motor rally New Year prepares for you. Keep tight the rudder of your car.

MuscleheadedChris

Brenda, your fairy tales are magical and true I believe in by my whole heart. The elephant brings to you The Ocean, your Golden Fish is waiting…

FairtaleBrenda

Mark, your app is wonderful. I am happy to write these words because of my child is painting your pictures by numbers on iPad. The elephant brings you a happy family of monkeys, perhaps we’ll see them in your app.

HappyFamily

Veraiconica, I have just met you and I am happy to touch your beautiful world. The elephant is rainbow, let New Year to paint your way in the same manner!

Rainbow

Sonalyour kitchen is my dream I am trying to imply in my life. Your softness and warmness the elephant reflects. Thank you for your love you are so generously spreading.

PoeticHeart

Charronyour way is sparkling as your Soul. Creative New Your the elephant wishes to you. We all are happy to enjoy the rays of your happy and wise stories.

SparklingRays

Meadow Walker, you know the mystic enigmas of a herbs and please add a little Good Luck for all of us in New Year. The elephant will help you. I see and love your smile.

GoodLuck!

Thank you, my friends, for your being in my life. I am here because of you. Merry Christmas!

King and Troll

Hello God!

Thank You for the Miracle of breathing and seeing our beautiful world. We are on the Pink Granite Coast. What’s the magician place! The King and the Troll are waiting for us.

PinkGranit

The Pink Granite Coast, so-called because of the colour of its rocks, is one of the most beautiful stretches of Brittany’s ( France) coastline. This type of pink rock can only be found in two other places in the world, Corsica and China.

Troll

Be wary of the loathsome troll
that slyly lies in wait
to drag you to his dingy hole
and put you on his plate.

His blood is black and boiling hot,
he gurgles ghastly groans.
He’ll cook you in his dinner pot,
your skin, your flesh, your bones.

Do you recognise your fear? Ha-ha, this funny stony troll is your biggest obstacle to live a life you want! Could you imagine that the troll’s tongue in Miley Cyrus style is your fear which is kidding on you?!

King

The Lion is Courage.
He is your King
You have forgotten
In the friendship with the troll.

Stone

The Path is difficult
But only yours.
The King will open you the door
The key is yours, it is Courage.

Stones

“Our route toward spiritual evolution is radiantly clear. We all have our own unique individual journey to walk toward enlightenment. Living on the brink of evolutionary change means that new ground is being broken and new consciousness is being raised. Truth is of the essence – we have no dogma, no set formula, no prescribed rules, no false standards to follow,” Linda Tucker is writing in her “Mystery Of The White Lions”.

Lighthouse

“All we have is the truth within our souls. I believe most of us want to follow the light, the path of healing and not destroying our earth, but we don’t have the courage, the lion heart, to follow our individual truth toward enlightenment. Giving in to our fears, we bury our “gold” beneath the false value systems of our societies, and we attempt to comfort ourselves with the notion that we have no power or responsibility for what is happening to our world. The reality is that, potentially, we all have the power of light – the Lion – within us. The very first step is to overcome our fears. Thereafter, our hearts will lead the way.”

The very first step is to overcome our fears. Thereafter, our hearts will lead the way – I repeat Linda’s words again and again.

Beautiful

Below I suggest you to spend just 5 minutes of your life for a wonderful and encouraging animation with magic music from Peer Gynt by Edvard Grieg.

You know the troll is just a picture my imagination have created. Have you really seen the troll? So, congratulations, you are in my company. We are here to overcome our fears. Thank you for sharing my way.

String Quartet

Hello God!

Thank You for Igor Stravinsky. The composer is great. For this Friday’s night I have chosen his Three Pieces for String Quartet. The music is amazing and, mmm, a little specific. You can not expect from Stravinsky light harmonious trills and passages. He surprises by droll, mercurial, ultra-modern sounds and adventurous use of color and scoring. Violins are happily laughing because viola and cello are mechanically and funny “clock working”. I am playfully laughing in violins company. 

Viktor and Rolf created the String Quartet too. Together with Stravinsky Victor and Rolf are great on my scene. Amy Lowell, a poet, is declaiming her poetry: Stravinsky’s Three Pieces “Grotesques”, for String Quartet: Second Movement. I invite you to enjoy with me this great composition.

Violin

Pale violin music whiffs across the moon,

A pale smoke of violin music blows over the moon,

Violin2

Cherry petals fall and flutter,

And the white Pierrot,

Violin1

Wreathed in the smoke of the violins,

Splashed with cherry petals falling, falling,

VictorandRolf

Claws a grave for himself in the fresh earth

With his finger-nails.

Thank you for sharing with me the pleasure of mixing fashion, poetry and music. Have a beautiful weekend!

Serenity

Hello God!

Thank You for the state of serenity when the beauty of every moment is open.

Thank you God for a lovely day
For children’s laughter while they play
And the simple things of this day.

Serenity

Thank you God for the things unseen
That show us what this life can mean,
For the voices heard and the guiding hands,
For the comfort brought from far off lands.

Tranquility

Thank you God for the sight to see
The beauties here surrounding me,
For a glimpse into the world unseen
And a thought as to what this world might have been.

by Elizabeth Anderson

Peace

I have taken the photos somewhere in the North of France in the state of absolute serenity. I am happy to share its with you because we all are connected. My serenity hugs your mind and our strings vibrate in harmonic resonance. We are here for a short time and this moment deserves to be happy and mindful.  Thank you for your state of feeling the moment.

Mrs. Novembra

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.

Novembra

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.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JmbP21rjYII

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

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?

GreenDoor

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

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.

Three_Philosophers

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)

Marvelous

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.