The eye is completely subjective

The eye is a question of an attitude

The eye may lose itself

If it has not neither a story, nor substance

The eye is perhaps the perfect definition of the soul

In any case, it is strange, fathomless, but fascinating.

Sylvie Montagnon

But I think a window that is never being opened ceases to be a window and becomes a wall, a hindrance…  Maybe all windows should be able to be opened and closed at some point.  Every story needs to be aired if only to let the pain out and get some

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Calendar Wisdom.

I am trying to stick to the monthly assignments from the calendar.  In February, I have not done such a good job.  Not in March, not in April.  The major conclusion: I need to focus.  This month – on flowers, gardens & possibilities.

Garden of Possibility.

May is all about flowers – from nursery rhymes to festivals and traditions all over the world.  The gentle beauty of these blooming plants is a perfect symbol for the growing warmth and ease of the coming summer.  We also celebrate motherhood this month, often with flowers.  This month is an opportunity to recognize the power of new life, of nurturing new things into existence.  Using flowers as a metaphor, consider how the year is progressing.  What has bloomed and what is still coming along?  How does your garden grow?

Quote of the month:

“Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations.  I may not reach them, but I can look up and see the beauty, believe in them and try to follow where they lead.”

- Louisa May Alcott

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Without music, life would be a mistake.

Friedrich Nietzsche

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“Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life.”

-Immanuel Kant

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I wanted to find “mindless simplicity” of green colour, but it took me too long and I settled on pink simplicity.  I am sure simplicity does not even have a colour, same as happiness or joy.  I personally cannot resist the colour Blue.

Happiness, divine and banal word, a complex proposition which shifts its boundaries constantly, and sometimes feels so very easy. (page 12)

Happiness? The colour of it must be spring green, impossible to describe until I see a just-hatched lizard sunning on a stone.  That colour, the glowing green lizard skin, repeats in every new leaf.  “The force that through green fuse drives the flower…”  Dylan Thmas wrote.  “Fuse” and “force” are excellent word choices – the regenerative power of nature explodes in every weed, stalk, branch.  Working in the mild sun, I feel the green fuse of my body, too.  Surges of energy, kaleidoscopic sunlight through the leaves, the soft breeze that makes me want to say to word “zephyr” – this mindless simplicity can be called happiness. (page 6)

From Frances Mayes “Bella Tuscany (The Sweet Life in Italy)”.

I must admit, she has a wonderful writing style, and I am capable enjoying it from time to time, but I guess I picked this book at a wrong time.  As much as I loved the film “Under the Tuscan Sun”, I don’t seem to get in the mood of “Bella Tuscany”.  It is somebody else’s life pleasant and full of discoveries.  And I only have reached page 60 out of 286.  When the author started sharing recipes, I thought, “Oh, no! Too much for me”, but then again, maybe I should just read.  Maybe I will never see Italy.  Maybe I should enjoy somebody else’s story.

Maybe, maybe, maybe….Forse, forse, forse….

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Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.

Albert Camus

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Как всегда, совершенно случайно, я наткнулась на сайт.  Насколько это будет интересно читателям не мне судить.  Привожу в качестве примера одну из притчей.

Разбойник и Прохожий

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Dear Diary,

I cannot write (if only write!), I want to break out of this vicious circle.

I found a consolation for the moment in a serious of beautiful pictures, some of them I am sharing on this web-site and I will continue quoting people who make me feel alive.

Quotes by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

“The man with insight enough to admit his limitations comes nearest to perfection.”

“I love those who yearn for the impossible.”

“Thinking is easy, acting is difficult, and to put one’s thoughts into action is the most difficult thing in the world.”

“If you must tell me your opinions, tell me what you believe in. I have plenty of doubts of my own.”

“We usually lose today, because there has been a yesterday, and tomorrow is coming.”

“You don’t have to travel around the world to understand that the sky is blue everywhere.”

“Everything is simpler than you think and at the same time more complex than you imagine.”

“There is nothing so terrible as activity without insight.”

“Nothing is more revolting than the majority; for it consists of few vigorous predecessors, of knaves who accommodate themselves, of weak people who assimilate themselves, and the mass that toddles after them without knowing in the least what it wants.”

“Our senses don’t deceive us: our judgment does.”

– Johann Wolfgang Goethe