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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.

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.

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!

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.

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.

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.

Pot

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.

Pots

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.

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.

Watcher

“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”.

TheWatcher

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.

Ball of Light

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Hello God!

Thank You for the places of Power we can find and stand on its we can nurture ourselves by Your Energy and Vibration. There are moments when we touch the earth and the earth touches us and an enlightenment happens. We feel this spot instantaneously.

My daughter had found the spot when we were walking in the Royal Palace Garden in Brussels.

Fountain

The girl shines brilliantly with
Her golden rays, sparkling
like vortexes of luster.

Vibrating sounds by strings of the Sky
Support the Earth Harmony, we feel
Ideal brilliance of Life!

Floating through her hands
A ball of Light we play with joy and
Mesmerized by “It is my life”!

SharingLight

Really our life is a ball of light. Thank you for playing the game lightball together.

I wish you a really playful week and have an easy Monday!

Little Julian

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Hello God!

Thank You for great joy of life. Happily laughing I will tell you a story about little Julian. Julian is a 2 y.o. boy from Brussels. He is famous and according wikipedia originally he looks like as on the photo you see below.

Bruxelles_Manneken_Pis

We were lucky to meet him in this costume. Julian is a great fashionista, his wardrobe counts more than 900 suits.

LittleJulian

A son of Grand Madam

Went missing on the shopping street.

He was, of course, our naughty Julian.

Panic-stricken woman cried:

Help me, help me, please,

To find my little, little child!

Julian

City wide search began,

Every corner was by eye,

Mayor of the city had found

Our naughty Julian.

He peacefully smiled

Doing the thing

Nature dictates to all of us.

Julians

Grand Madam was happy

Gift of gratitude made.

The city had the fountain built.

It is, of course, our naughty Julian.

Thank you for your smile and sharing my today’s inspiration.

Via Est Vita

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Hello God!

Thank You for the roads we choose and are chosen. Via Est Vita – Road is life.

We have just come back from our very big and wonderful journey. And I know really it is true the road is life. For 25 days we have covered 7214 km! We have been in 6 countries (Poland, Germany, Netherlands, Belgium, France, Luxembourg) and lived in 7 places.

OurRoad

“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say…”

J.R.R. Tolkien reflects my thoughts in a very accurate way by this poem. Beautiful words are warming my soul gently.

LaTerre

La Terre (The Earth) is rich, beautiful and generous. We all are gifted by her. You know my mind is dancing colourful cancan now but in this versicoloured mess I have found the main motive: we all are blessed by this possibility to live and see this beauty of life.

Roads are La Terre’s veins where blood of life circulates in.

Statue

The photos were taken in Versailles garden. We were there I will tell about this gorgeous place later. Travelling clarifies the beauty of life. I know now how I am blessed by this possibility to live, see and feel the beauty with my family.

In my today’s dream I was flying in the sky for the first time in my adult life, I am happy and smiling writing these words. Thank you for sharing the road which is my life.

Bird Flies

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Hello God!

Thank You for this possibility to make each other better. My daughter asked me about a birds in a cages we have seen in the zoo: “Why are these birds in the cages? In my fairy tales birds live in a magic forest.” I explained that the zoo is a kind of hospital for a sick birds. Its will live in a forest when a doctor allows. 5 y.o. is a good age for this story, daughter is satisfied by my answer.

“God loved the birds and invented trees. Man loved the birds and invented cages.” Jacques Deval sarcastically said. The words mirror human approach to nature, but in our will to help each other to become better, kinder and in the end make a little creature free. I mean “little creature” in the wide sense. We all have something or somebody to free.

CagedBird

I love poems by Alexander Pushkin. The special one for today is “The Little Bird”.

Here in a foreign land
I perform an ancient rite:
I free a bird from my hand
in Spring’s cascading light.

Cage

The act consoles my heart,
how can I grudge God’s will;
if I can grant, to some small part
of Creation, freedom, still?

CageDress

A models walks the runway in the Agatha Ruiz De La Prada show during Milan Fashion Week Women wear Autumn/Winter 2009.  (Photo by Vittorio Zunino Celotto/Getty Images).

Thank you for your help to make me better. Happy Friday!

Lullaby for Summer

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Hello God!

Thank You very much for this last day of Summer. Vladimir Gusev, Russian artist, helps me to sing a lullaby for our Angel of Summer.

SummerDream

When the bright clouds that escort the moon on its flight
Light a pale golden sky as the dusk turns to night;
You’ll visit your dreamland of magic and grace,
Where angels brush stardust from your smiling face.

SummerKite

So walk in your dreams through the star-scattered night.
Surrounded by moonbeams, you’ll rest in the light
Of all those who love you, so blessed by your charms;
As light as a feather, you rest in their arms.

SummerLove

You’ll rest in a forest, so silent and deep,
Where velvet moss pillows a unicorn’s sleep;
And bright fairy lanterns will shimmer and glow
Through the darkness to guide you wherever you go.

SummerAngel

So walk in your dreams through the star-scattered night.
Surrounded by moonbeams, you’ll rest in the light
Of all those who love you, so blessed by your charms;
As light as a feather, you rest in their arms.

Sleep well, dear Angel of Summer. We will meet in our Winter dreams…

Thank you for our happy Summer. We are fulfilled by sunny rays and happy to meet the next season of happiness. I know, I promise.

Paper Heart

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Hello God!

Thank You for Your Inspiration to create our happy today. My today is wonderful. I was playing with my daughter in our favorite game “Create a dress and Wear a paper dolls” when my daughter had asked the question: “Mummy, has a paper doll got a heart?” You know it was Insight.

We are wearing the clothing to become more attractive, we are smiling to show our communicative skills because the big boss loves us in this role. How often do we remember about what inside us is? Today my 5 y.o. daughter has reminded me about the important thing. I am here to share it with you.

Simone Pfister, I have met her today, print-makes a wonderful paper dresses but not for a paper dolls. Her dresses are masterpieces of art created for touching our hearts.

Flourish

Flourish

Take a piece of paper

and draw a little heart

What to write within?

Well, your name’s a start.

Tape it to your chest,

wear it, proud and smart.

Gardens

Gardens of Dark and Bright

Let the world know

that you have a paper heart.

Easy made, easy torn,

and easy to replace.

ArtFlower

Art is the Flower

To have a paper heart

is to have a paper face.

Expressions changed easily

Smiles thrown aside.

BeautifulHeart

A Beautiful Heart

Wear this paper exposition,

hide your tears with pride.

No nerves here from heart to face,

emotions cast away.

Present yourself, miniscule but effortlessly,

for you wear a paper heart (it’s the latest trend, anyway).

 

Tuk, tuk, tuk, Hello my darling! It is me, your heart. I am beating inside you…

Thank you for listening your heart now. This moment is precious, we are.