August Hedonist

Hello God!

Thank You for August-Hedonist.

And Thank You for this happy possibility to write these words I was struggling for them with the enemy of self-critisim and guilty. I had sat down at the desk, opened this page with intention to write something – and checking gmail, surfing Dailymail and etc. were hugging my creative essence. I had felt a bitter aftertaste when days by days spending with a celebrities gossips and aliexpress things I closed an empty page in Glorialana.

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My dear friend, the Angel is awaking me up. Vladimir Rumyantsev, the painter, by his tender brush has drawn my creative vulnerable essence as a cat with yellow eyes hiding under the chamomile umbrella.  I am afraid, yes, I am afraid, because my inner self-critic prevents me to see you. But Your Love and light is stronger I see in your eyes and I remember how I love your eyes, how I love your smile. You are important for me because I feel that I can enlighten your world. Perhaps it sounds a little grandiloquently  – I live because of You.

Because of You I have find a new motto for Glorialana Magazine – “Romanticizing The World” inspiring by German poet and philosopher Novalis “To romanticize the world is to make aware of the magic, mystery and wonder of the world; it is to educate the senses to see the ordinary as extraordinary, the familiar as strange, the mundane as sacred, the finite as infinite.” Beautiful aim, task and motivation to wake up and to write for You.

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“Darling, wake up, please. Today is the 11th of August. Are you going to sleep whole summer?”, tender voice of the Angel is whispering. “Are you going to sleep and miss the symphony of berries, apples, pears and poetic picnics with you love? When are you going to enjoy my company? Life is short and happiness is subtle. Please wake up the world is waiting!” I has woke up and opened my eyes happily feeling your breath.

Gastronomist

We live this August – Hedonist. Hedonist comes from the Greek word hedone “pleasure” and is related to hedys, which means “sweet”. And you know referring the topic of hedonism I have found a brilliant book “A Hedonist Manifesto: The Power to Exist” by Michel Onfray.

“Enjoy and have others enjoy, without doing harm to yourself or anyone else”, Michel defines hedonism. In these simple words the philosophy of my life is packed.

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In hedonistic style we are celebrating my awakening enjoying Summer Berry and Champagne Soup with Floating Islands Gordon Ramsay has blended for us.

Thank You for You. Because of You I grow and glow. Because of You I have found the meaning of my writing here – “Romanticize the Word and Enjoy and Have Others Enjoy, without doing harm to yourself or anyone else.”

Enjoy Summer! Enjoy August-Hedonist!

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Blooming Puppy

Hello God!

Thank You for Chinese New Year which begins today! 2018 is the Year of the Dog.

I invite you to celebrate the Year of the Dog in Bilbao, Spain. The giant topiary symbol of 2018 meets us near the entrance to Guggenhaim Museum. I was lucky to enjoy it by my own eyes and happy to share it with you.Blooming Dog.jpg

With Blooming “Puppy,” a 43-foot-tall living plant sculpture by Jeff Koons we open the door to our New Happiness and Joy. Creating the “Puppy” Koons engaged both past and present, employing sophisticated computer modeling to create a work that references the 18th-century formal European garden.Koons_J_Tulipanes.jpg

Today is beginning of the Lunar New Year or the Spring festival. You know, Spring begins from tulips! This photo is not mine, it is from Guggenheim Museum.

Jeff Koons presents Tulips, a bouquet of multicolor balloon flowers blown up to gargantuan proportions (more than 2 meters tall and 5 meters across). What’s the beautiful celebration of 2018 we have!Flower dog.jpg

Puppies and flowers – this combination is the guarantee of our blooming in 2018!

Jeff Koons designed this public sculptures to create optimism, and to instill, in his own words, “confidence and security.” Honest and loyal, Dog is the truest friend and most reliable partner. He will never abandon their friends, family or work.

“Just keep believing, you’ll see a new season soon
You’re turning into something amazing
Baby, you were born to bloom, bloom, bloom, bloom
Bloom, bloom, bloom, bloom – ” please enjoy the song by Moriah Peters!

Thank you for celebrating Today with me. The Blooming Puppy of 2018 wishes you harmony and joy!

Happy New Blooming Year!

Valentine’s Wheel

Hello God!

Thank You for Valentine!

Millions of emotions Valentine brings in our relationship and we are all go through the colorful wheel of feelings when we are in love. Sometimes it is exciting, sometimes it is disgusting. I am grateful for Dr. Robert Plutchik who created a wheel of emotions.

 

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Robert Plutchik suggested 8 primary bipolar emotions: joy versus sadness; anger versus fear; trust versus disgust; and surprise versus anticipation. Additionally, his circumplex model makes connections between the idea of an emotion circle and a color wheel. Like colors, primary emotions can be expressed at different intensities and can mix with one another to form different emotions.

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Augustina Guerrero illustrates what exactly I feel after we have some arguments about our different approaches to something, anything. Ha-Ha!

Fear → feeling of being afraid he will never ever forever know what I feel.

Anger → feeling angry of his silence.

Sadness → feeling sad – my husband does not understand my tears.

Disgust → feeling something is wrong or nasty, of course, I am tired and you, my husband, have no idea how. Sure, many women understand what I am talking about.

Joy → feeling happy. I am happy because you kiss and hug me when you return home every evening.

Surprise → I love being unprepared for your invitation to a concert and a glass of champagne after it.

Trust → When we closed the heart-shaped lock in Paris and the key was thrown to Seine many years ago I trusted to you all my life with all my complexity of emotions and reactions and I accepted your life with all your breathes and every beats of your pulse. And you know our differences are nothing because of endless Love between us.

Anticipation → the sense of looking forward our Valentine’s tonight with candles, roses and Moonlight Sonata is super inspiring. Because of this sense you are smiling and reading my words.

“Letting go, letting go
Telling you things you already know
I explode, I explode
Asking you where you want us to go”  –  I am singing with Melanie Martinez knowing that Valentine leads us to love each other.

Thank you for sharing with me the Valentine’s Wheel. And you know what, despite we are all different, if your heart happily sings with the other in unison – forgive an unimportant things faster and easier and remember about Love.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Macho Madrid

Hello God!

Thank You for Madrid I was blessed to dance in. It was incredibly happy experience of the hugging and rhythm by handsome Macho Madrid.

I suppose that the word “macho” in the modern environment sometimes has the negative connotation, means for example “a man who is aggressively proud of his masculinity”.  As for me it is associated with “a man’s responsibility to provide for, protect, and defend his woman and family”.

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Madrid is Macho.

He is tender with strong arms,

His huggings are precious,

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With my first step from the plane

Landing on the stage,

I am Jeniffer Lopez in red dress,

Feeling Macho Madrid’s embrace.Sky of Madrid.JPG

Walking by Grand Via

I am protected and loved

In the hands of Joaquín Cortés

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Spanish macho with tender duende

“mysterious power which everyone senses

and no philosopher explains,”

Great poet Lorca said.Maria.JPG

We are twirling and spinning,

It makes me cry with joy and love

Aaaaaaaa – How beautiful we are

And thankful endlessly for life!Prado.JPG

Music is resonating everywhere around

Walking and feeling the duende of Prado.

This soul is climbing up inside me,

from the soles of the feet.

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My eyes are loved by handsome dancer’s eyes,

I am hypnotized and entering the trance,

We are lost in the Kingdom

Where  Macho Madrid is the King.
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The dance is so pure, its strength fills my soul

Possessing my spirit, my mind,

I am feeling the essence of being…

But the time watcher is strict.
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Compás is the word for metre and time signature

This is compulsory and the dance is ended.

Flamenco with Macho Madrid I will continue

The red espadrilles are my gift from Him.

Thank you for your eyes and smiles. I am happy because of you, and sharing my dance with Macho Madrid was a great pleasure.

Please enjoy the video where Jennifer Lopez dances with  Joaquín Cortés. You will feel and understand my dance with Macho Madrid.

 

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.