Thursday, 19 April 2012
Sunday, 15 April 2012
Nightingale's voice
Mind, Heart, Spirit.
Mind
Every colour, every season observed I give reason and voice to. I proclaim my conclusions, and wonder. The rainbow colours of the Earth, and the philosophies of other voices. I broaden my understanding of what is possible, and my intellect sings. My learning is infinite, more endless than the boundaries of the universe. To grow in understanding forever; to fulfil my potential for becoming. And always, to question, to seek enlightenment in the unexpected places of life and beyond. My Mind is always questing, on a voyage to the epic places of discovery.
Spirit
A plane never opened wings with the freedom of a bird. So my Spirit, reflects the nightingale. Always about to fly, to the vast mystery of sky within soul. My Spirit has no end and no beginning. Born out of eternity, to the cloudless sky with a thousand morning stars. Fly anywhere and everywhere, in a moment with no measure. Hover over deserts and oceans, and perch on mountain summits. Respire with the phases of the grass and the forest. Unfurl with the skyward branch, and whisper with the breeze over a summer landscape. My Spirit is limitless in a spectrum of truth.
Heart
Emotion is found in the contemplation of compassionate life, and love; my heart seeks her own expression of what she finds. She has no cage. She gives because her song is of giving. And she loves because her gift is her loving. She can break forever, but her breaking is into hope, and her tears fall towards a more infinite form of giving. She keeps intuition, trust, faith; she is the pride of my Mind and my Spirit. She is the essence of the nectar in a flower and a young tree, the cadence of birdsong, the always shattering sparkle on the water of a travelling brook. My mind took flight, and my spirit soared, when my heart found her wings.
Once, I imagined I was on a river bank, watching the water current flow towards its immense destination and source of ocean. Then I saw, across the river, my Heart, waiting in the shimmering light. I wanted to follow, but wondered what lay beyond, over the river, on the unfamiliar bank. I knew I must make the journey, and discover other miracles to contemplate. And my Heart, in her courage, had journeyed before me.
Love Thee
Maksim Mrvica Plays Chopin Nocturne in D-flat Op.27 No.2 - YouTube
On the soft sandy beach, played a four-year old boy, filling his bucket with sand. With a serious expression on his face hit his hands in the sand, pushed, pulled over and empty cans, always disappointed that so little of sand fell out of his clenched fist. What he is determined he caught and pressed harder, to be more sand to seep between the fingers, rather than it arrived in the bucket. It would not help him all the accumulated anger that never occurred to turn the palms to shovel, so the open palm managed to insert much more sand than the clenched fist. Theorem which occurred this child, the lesson of life. Life is like sand. Much more it fits on the open palm, rather than the fist. When you want to have a narrow clutching him, and with the egoistic certainty to keep embracing him, then he just collapsed from a solid grip, and arm remain eerily empty. Just when life receive with open arms and wearing his wealth in the hands of open storage of eternity, can be considered to have true wealth. If you're so gave their lives, he secured himself more offspring than there are sands on the seashore.
Saturday, 14 April 2012
Wednesday, 4 April 2012
Tuesday, 3 April 2012
Sunday, 1 April 2012
We Are One: Owning it...
Adrienne Rich 1929-2012
Adrienne Rich 1929-2012 - Lesbian Life
27.03.2012 died Adrienne Rich. Poet and essayist,feminist leader,doyenne of female literature was of of the foremost intellectuals in the America. Her role in the anti war movement and the social activism was bigger then any of us could saw that time. She wrote numerous essay collections and received numerous awards for Her work in lot of fields. Someone said very clearly that Miss.Rich's place is in the feminist pantheon.That was surly ensured by Her masterpiece "Diving Into the Wreck". May She rest in Peace! My condolence to Her life partner. On of my favorite Miss.Rich's poem is called " Wait " "In paradise every the desert wind is rising..." According the copyrights I ask You to go and see the rest of this beautiful poem on this site: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/180085/ Adrienne, Thank You for all Your words You left us. You will never be forgotten
Thursday, 29 March 2012
Tonight I found this song..http://InspiringThots.net Don't procrastinate over telling those you love them.
Be blessed my friends!Life is always worth living for.Thank each and every one of You for sharing this part of life with me.
"Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you..." ~~Ephesians 4:32~~
Quiet Time with God
Imagine yourself, sitting at the feet of Jesus and hearing the words of life -- spoken directly to you.
Thank You Lord for each and every life on this planet.
Song of Sappho by Nightingale
"Song of Sappho And so I spoke with a voice I never knew I had, heart tones commanded that my dreams be heard, My passion held. For Woman (by She) in the silence, not always (ever) so silent. For a possibility not to be or to be, but not for (ever). Deep beauty of an Athena (known by Oddysseus), whose song will whisper in the chords of an (other) voice, huskier with lesser ideals than her last in(carnation). Each flower humming with the new brusque ballet of the cinder moth. Prancing, dancing, chancing, without hier(arch)y. And dreams will not be confined to a page. Or an untitled book bound by spare blue (rib)bon. I will sing aloud - to the ex(tension) of my soul. At last for(got)ten in the light, of the one She who will be the very es(senSe) of my whole. Whole being, whole dream, whole truth entire, a permanent connection, eternal fire. Of someday's unending love. Perhaps or never. I keep my heart on the windowsill(still), for the swallows to fly over, with darting, parting, flitting wings. In the seasoned sky over my ocean of (de)votion to Athena bright eyes. And ever husky voices of my (yes)terday, whose smile I must forget. For my tomorrow, who some(where) weaves the web of my today. In colours I already know and dream with. Even though I have never yet heard her name. I will recognise when I find her. In an(other) time and place. The oracle sings."
Many months ago I read this poem for the first time.This poem is written by one English poetess from Walles.I call Her Nightingale.She is one of the most amazing author I have ever red in my long life.I want to ask Your oppinion about this poem.Maybe,once She will let me publish it among many of Her unique poems.
Be blessed Nightingale!
My friends,thank You for being here.
How Great Thou Art
Susan Boyle - How Great Thou Art - YouTube
O Lord my God!
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works
Thy hands have made.
I see the stars,
I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
From this moment on
“Relationships last long NOT because they are destined to last long; but because two brave people made a choice to keep fighting for it.”
Saturday, 24 March 2012
LoveHabibi Blog
Love on Paper | LoveHabibi Blog
Where are you, my beloved? Do you hear my weeping From beyond the ocean? Do you understand my need? Do you know the greatness of my patience? Where are you, me beloved? Oh, how great is Love! And how little am I! - Excerpt from A Lover’s Call XXVII by Gibran Khalil Gibran
My favorite author....at least,Khalil Gibran one and only
Gibran Academy of Arts | www.gibran-academy.com | Kahlil Gibran society of friends around the world
Dear Miss Ziedeh, Peace be with your good and beautiful spirit. Today I received the issues of al-Muqtattaf which you so kindly sent me, and I read your articles one after the other with great pleasure and immense admiration. I found in your articles a host of those tendencies and inclinations which for so long have surrounded my thought and followed my dreams; however there were also other theories and principles which i wish we could have discussed face to face. For if I were now in Cairo I would have begged you to permit me to visit you and discuss in detail [subjects such as] "the spirit of places, "mind and heart" and some aspects of Henri Bergson. But Cairo is in the distant East and New York far away in the West, and there is no way we can have the discussion I hoped and wished for. Your articles show you to be supremely talented, well-read, and possessed of a refined taste in the selection and choice of your material, and in its organization. They also clearly reflect your personal and private experiences, making your researches the best of their kind in the Arabic language, for I consider experience and personal conviction superior to all kinds of knowledge and all kinds of work. However, I have a question which I hope you will let me ask you. The question is this: Might not the day perhaps come when your great talents would henceforth be dedicated to expressing the secrets of your inner Self, the particular experiences and the noble mysteries of that Self ? Don’t you see that the creation of poetry or prose is better than a thesis on poets and poetry ? As one of your admirers, I would rather read a poem of yours on the smile of the Sphinx, for example, than read an article by you on the history of Egyptian art and its development from age to age or from dynasty to dynasty. This is because by writing a poem on the smile of the Sphinx you offer me something personal, whereas by writing a thesis on the history of Egyptian art you direct me to the general and purely intellectual.
Friday, 23 March 2012
Life
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“It's a lie to say you've let go of the past. Nobody lets go of memories. Each tear is an unforgettable memory. Each smile is an undeniable mark. Each heartbeat is an unerasable scar because really, there's no such thing as forgetting. Only acceptance.”
“LIFE ENDS WHEN YOU STOP DREAMING , HOPE ENDS WHEN YOU STOP BELIEVING, LOVE ENDS WHEN YOU STOP CARING , FRIENDSHIP ENDS WHEN YOU STOP SHARING .. ”
Thursday, 22 March 2012
The Versatile Blogger Award
Yesterday my friend Srijana from very special blog http://amazinglybeautifullife.wordpress.com/ nominated my blog with this very presious award.I was left speachless.I am honored my friend..I need time..I write so litlle here,I adore to post all the wonderful posts from my unknown friends whole over the world.
Gmail - versatile blogger award - milenanik3@gmail.com
"Dear , I am happy to award you The Versatile Blogger Award. It is a recognition for your writing. It is greatly appreciated within the blogging community. Please visit http://versatilebloggeraward.wordpress.com to collect the logo and follow the instructions. You can then place the logo onto your website to show that someone appreciated your all the work that you do and your wonderful ideas. I just hope you have as much fun with this as I did! "
My dear Srijana,thank You!
Now I have to tell You seven things about me.Hmm,it is not so easy to do so.But I will try to make it done.
1.First of all,I am amazed by Lord's Love towards me.I love Him too.
2.I adore to write,I was writing since I learned how to write at the age of five.
3.I love langguages,ancient specially,greek and latin.
4.My old love is for classical music and ballet.I find playing piano very calming
5.I like to travel.So far I visited many countries during my life time,specially during my work as a journalst.
6.Mostly I am spending time reading.
7.I was abused at the age of twelve and it made my life rather difficult.I was in abusive mariagge for 18 years.But I did never regret,I have seven children,two are now in Heaven.
According the rules I need to pass award to others,so please be gentle with me,I am not so familiar with posting..
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My friends,please be pacient with me,after two strokes I have litlle problem writing now.I will send all of You litlle masagges to inform You that I did nominated You as a Versatile Blogger Award.Be blessed and be kind to each other.This is the only time You have in this world.
Love You all!
milena :)
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Wednesday, 21 March 2012
To Lady BlueRose
Looking For Love and Finding Peace… « ladybluerose
"Everyone has a TwinFlame, A SoulMate…A SoulFamily…each is a different Journey, each a lesson, a message, a piece to your Life’s puzzle to get you to your Destiny… But they all matter… When one finds the peace, their Heart understands the voice of the TwinFlame and I believe you move into the Spiritual Love, you have all the emotions, the desires, the passions wrapped into One…There is Balance in Finding Peace….."
“Seduce my mind and you can have my body; find my soul and I'm yours forever.”
Three days ago I was reading for the first time article from above link..still I am thinking about it.I am fascinating by thoese words..Is it possible that deep down in our souls we are all One?One mind,one love,one spirit.
I do hope that Lady of the BlueRose will not mind that I took myself a liberty for copying part of Her amazing text before asking Her.But I live on the other part of the world and can not wait to write this article of my own.Lady,I really do hope You above all will understand why did I done that.It is very important to me to let, as much as I can,my friends know what did You write.They have to go and read by themselves.I hope link towards Your blog will work.
Once more,thank You for writing this text.Thank You for sharing it.Thank You for being so unique.Smile Lady,I wish You all the happiness in this voyage.
Beethoven - Silencio
You are Heart of my own heart..
Dance beloved..I am always somewhere near Your wonderful Heart.
Eternally Yours,sparrow
Tristesse - Chopin
Just close Your eyes and listen to Your heart..
Be blessed because You are the best part of me.
Thank You for being part of my life.
Eternally Yours,sparrow
Tuesday, 20 March 2012
Friday, 9 March 2012
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...and many more.
Monday, 5 March 2012
A nice quote by Henri Nouwen
Sunday, 4 March 2012
Moment of Peace / Sarah Brightman
Come now, come by our side,
A place where you can hide
We are the sunshine,
Rest your Soul here
And you'll find
We are the energy
We give the world to thee
Hold up your heart now
We will ease pain from your brow
Al Bano & Romina Power - Tu, soltanto tu 1982
Tu soltanto tu
con le canzoni che mi canti tu
con qualche tua poesia malinconia
con tuttu quei pensieri d'amore
quasi a tutte le ore.
Tu soltanto tu
con tutte le emozioni che mi dai
con quello squardo che tu sola hai
con l'aria di chi a fare l'amore
ci mette anche il cuore.
Mi hai fatto innamorare
mi hai fatto innamorare
facendomi sognare un po di piu
ogni ora di piu
ogni anno di piu
con il corpo e con la mente
contemporaneamente.
Poetry Lovers' Page: 'Every Verse is a Child of Love' by Marina Tsvetaeva
Every verse is a child of love, A destitute bastard slip, A firstling -- the winds above -- Left by the road asleep. Heart has a gulf, and a bridge, Heart has a bless, and a grief. Who is his father? A liege? Maybe a liege, or a thief.
Saturday, 3 March 2012
11 January 1845. Browning, Elizabeth Barrett to Browning, Robert. :: The Browning Letters
Jan 11. 1845- I thank you, dear Mr Browning, from the bottom of my heart. You meant to give me pleasure by your letter-and even if the object had not been answered, I ought still to thank you. But it is thoroughly answered. Such a letter from such a hand! Sympathy is dear-very dear to me: but the sympathy of a poet & of such a poet, is the quintessence of sympathy to me! Will you take back my gratitude for it?-agreeing too that, of all the commerce done in the world, from Tyre to Carthage..
27 February 1845. Browning, Elizabeth Barrett to Browning, Robert. :: The Browning Letters
50 Wimpole Street Feb. 27. 1845. Yes, but, dear Mr Browning, I want the spring according to the new ‘style’ (mine) & not the old one of you & the rest of the poets. To me unhappily, the snowdrop is much the same as the snow-it feels as cold underfoot: and I have grown sceptical about “the voice of the turtle,” the east winds blow so loud. April is a Parthian with a dart-& May (at least the early part of it) a spy in the camp- That is my idea of what you call spring,-mine, in the new style! A little later comes my spring,-and indeed after such severe weather, from which I have just escaped with my life, I may thank it for coming at all. How happy you are, to be able to listen to the “birds,” without the commentary of the east wind; which, like other commentaries, spoils the music. And how happy I am to listen to you; when you write such kind openhearted letters to me!- I am delighted to hear all you say to me of yourself.....
Friday, 2 March 2012
Song From A Secret Garden - Violin & Piano
Sunday, 26 February 2012
Selected Love Letters to Fanny Brawne- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More
Postmark: Newport, July 3, 1819
Shanklin, Isle of Wight, Thursday
My dearest Lady — I am glad I had not an opportunity of sending off a Letter which I wrote for you on Tuesday night—'twas too much like one out of Rousseau's Heloise. I am more reasonable this morning. The morning is the only proper time for me to write to a beautiful Girl whom I love so much: for at night, when the lonely day has closed, and the lonely, silent, unmusical Chamber is waiting to receive me as into a Sepulchre, then believe me my passion gets entirely the sway, then I would not have you see those Rhapsodies which I once thought it impossible I should ever give way to, and which I have often laughed at in another, for fear you should [think me] either too unhappy or perhaps a little mad.
by Keats
Saturday, 25 February 2012
♫♪♥A Woman's Heart ❤
Courage Quotes
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage.
Friday, 24 February 2012
Saturday, 18 February 2012
I Sing, I Dream And I ♡ Anyway « ♡ The Tale Of My Heart ♡
Something from nothin’
One storm can come and blow it all away
Build it anyway...