Margarita’s Mother

Hello God!

Thank You very much for my daughter. I am endlessly grateful for this divine gift of being mother. And I am celebrating Mother’s Day!

Colorful paining by Eugenia Namakova mirrors our faces. We are blue-eyed and we are blooming in our happiness together.

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I am hugging my daughter by her shoulders, looking in her eyes and saying, “God gave you gifts!!! You must give them to the world!!! Let’s overcome the villain laziness and go to practice playing the piano.”

I know Margarita loves me and I am enjoying her playing the piano listening in the every sounds Emerson’s words, “You’re the greatest mommy in the whole wide world. I love you to the moon and back.”

Please spend 3 minutes watching this wonderful animation. And say:  Thank you for all you’ve done for me, mom.

Happy Mother’s Day!

Blue Flower

Hello God!

Thank You for Blue Flower we are all gifted with. Blue Flower is Inspiration we are bringing up to realise divine blooming inside and around us.

To tell the truth I was sleeping on this page with this post almost  for two month and simply nothing was born. January had a wings and I missed him in a viscous swap of time wasting.

Than February hurries to close his door. Am I strong enough to catch the last February’s train? Or as a habit, unfortunately, cowardly close the page, excusing myself “No Inspiration”. Korean illustrator Mi-Kyung Choi expresses the words I am trying to write.

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The Cactus is inside my entity for now. He says that I am lasy and clumsy. He torches me with his thorns of my low self esteem and nourishes my cowardice and weaknesses.

“Please, write nothing and close the page. It is not worthy, it is useless. Let’s go to eBay and check out something new, or we can spend wonderful time on social media instead!”, Cactus advices. 2 or even 4 hours of massive “sitting around and nothing to do” with the evil makes the results – I am sick, my head is heavy, the page is empty.

Oh, by the way, I am watching the photos from Oscar Ceremony now – Cactus applauds – we spend tonight together… again. It is sad, because it is my time, but Cactus dictates.

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And I know about fragile Blue Flower inside. She is growing near Cactus. But her soil is endless Love and Light. She is the infinitive source of happiness. Her tinkling voice somewhere deeply inside is begging: “Please, close the imdb page with the photos from Oscar and complete the post about me. It is important for the world, it is essentially important for you. I am here with you. Trust me – I bring happiness to you!”.

So I closed the photos and I am with you to tell you about Blue Flower. She is vibrating creature and as your angel is always near you. She is mother of creativity. And she waits always patiently and tenderly when you will notice her.

My heart is full of gratefulness because Cactus is silent now, Cactus is tiny and helpless, due to my attention is with Blue Flower now. It is miraculous sense of really happy and satisfying reality! I am in flow! Oh, it seems I am in the last February’s train!

Diana Vishneva, breathtaking and stunningly beautiful, is dancing the solo in FLOW. It is exactly what I am feeling now.

You know Cactus and Blue Flower are always together. The balance between matters. “Mmmm, I have not found out really beautiful dress on the red carpet of Oscar Ceremony, let’s go to read some celebrity gossip”, Cactus winks.

Thank you for your Blue Flower you are sharing her blooming with us!

God of Buttons

Hello God!

Thank You for Your Many Faces. With winter weather endlessly to button and unbutton my skirt, my shirt, my jacket and my coat I have met the God of Buttons. His name is Augusto Esquivel.

“The seat of the soul is where the inner world and the outer world meet”, German philosopher Novalis said. Tonight I have found the seat of my soul. Let me share the place with you.The Universe.jpg

My inner world and the outer world meet in my grandmother’s old can from “Quality Street” chocolates where the God lives. It is fulfilled by buttons where every button is a planet or a star. The God is creating His Universe in His Perfect Order.Edem.jpg

This is the secret meeting place where limitless wisdom is open navigating my life. The buttons are magical keepers of the stories about my family, love and dreams. The buttons remember tenderness of touching mother’s hands and my first steps in the beige sweater with apple trees and blue river, knitted by my grandmother, of course, with sparkling buttons as the Sun and cotton clouds. The buttons build the road of destiny and every buttons are the atoms creating the Perfect Universe with personal Eden.

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There is the fountain of life where every drops are joy, prosperity and trust. I see the world in those roses. The word “button” means flower’s bud. And I know about Miracle girl’s heart is asking for sewing the magical button with the words: “Rose button, rose bud keeps my beauty for Him to love”.  Trust, girl, in the button. Trust, girl, in the fountain!

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Luna Park is the embodiment of happiness. The Candy Shop with mesmerising sounds of caramel in rainbow paper con the wizard-saker scales I am feeling in my hands – God of buttons keeps my hand.

And Carousel! Between the beginnings, the first steps, and infinite, breathing worlds, these things gather together here. My child’s innocent smile with “Mama, I chose this horse!”, sparkling lights of silver and golden lamps, ancient music but with so familiar and warm sounds are saved in the buttons.  Carousel.jpg

Augusto Esquivel explains: “I realize how insignificant and small a simple sewing button can be as it lays in my grandmother’s sewing box, but at the same time how unique and precious it can become as part of a work of art. Like an atom in a molecule, each button serves and shapes the whole. I hold the button to my ear and it whispers to me, “I want to be…..”

Thank You, God of Buttons, for the place where my soul is now. Thank you, my dear friend, for your smile and I am a molecule of water in your eyes.

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Hello God!

Thank you for Knowledge Day I celebrate every year.

The 1st of September is the Day when a new school year begins in Russia and former USSR countries. A teacher is unmistakably recognised by a lot of bouquets at the Day. I used to be a teacher of the piano and every first day of fall had meant a happy meetings with my new and continued students.

KnowledgeDayToday the Day means a new program of self education for me. By the very happy circumstances a new educational year begins from the Awards. My dear friend Brenda from friendlyfairytales.com has nominated me for the Excellence Award! The rules of nomination said to share something personal: I love the excellence awards! The previous award was the granted scholarship for postgraduate course in Political Science at the University of Manchester! Yes, I have the postgraduate diploma in Political Science. My dissertation was about “The Clash of Civilization” by S. Huntington.

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This year curriculum includes course in French and compulsory the piano lessons to restore my pianistic technique   to play Chopin’s Etude №12 “Revolutionary”. I will play this masterpiece for you!

The next nomination from my wonderful Brenda is Miracle Blogger Award. “You are Miracle” said Brenda to me. Thank you, my dear friend.

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As all Soviet children I went to school at the 1st of September in my first grade class. At the 2nd of September my father died. I was 6 y.o. You know I remember that day was not a tragic or painful. My child’s heart was just angry and misunderstanding: it was my second day in school, my younger sister was 18 month old, and our father died. What’s a ridiculous idea! But life is life, and life goes on. I understood and accepted it later. Perhaps my father’s death was the greatest Miracle and gift for me and my sister. Thank you, father.

The next nomination is from Belsbror. By accepting the Most Creative Blogger Award I need to provide my perspective on my creativity and my source of inspiration.

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The source of my Inspiration is in every moment I am breathing. Inspiration means breathing. My creativity deals with my daughter’s games and joys, my husband’s intelligence and sense of humor. We are blessed by Happiness and my great pleasure is in sharing it with You!!!

My nominees for the Trio of Awards:

http://humoringthegoddess.com

http://l2ee2l.wordpress.com

http://ladybluerose.wordpress.com

http://chandnilahoti.wordpress.com

http://simplyvegetarian777.wordpress.com

http://muscleheaded.wordpress.com

http://bizangelgirl55.wordpress.com

http://davidionelromulus.wordpress.com

http://ivonprefontaine.com

Thank You for you. You are A++!