You are so beautiful, winter!
The field lying on its back,
near the horizon, and the trees stopped,
from the flight of the crevasse.
My nostrils quiver and no smell and no snow, only the distant smell of ice.
How clear are your hands, winter!
And no one passes only the white suns revolve quietly, idolater and the thought grows in the heavens ringing the trees two at a time four each.
❄️No other season brings the soul closer like winter. And the tenderness of childhood and the seclusion of old age. You are a grandfather and a child at the same time, looking out the window at the flakes that sparkle, growing old with a smile at the memory of your own childhood, with your hand outstretched for the flakes.❄️💕❄️
When God created the Mothers, on the sixth day, the angel said:
- You take care of them a lot.
God answered:
- Because She, the Woman, the Mother, must reveal beauty, love and wisdom. She is the crown of My creation.
Touching her, the angel said:
- She is very fragile!
- But so strong! You can't even imagine how much he can endure!
God answered.
As he caressed Mother's face, the angel felt a tear run down his velvety cheek:
- What is this for?
- For joy, sadness, fear, worry, pain, disappointment, loneliness...
Amazed, the angel declared:
- How capacious her heart must be!
God, you have created a Miracle!
Escape...with me. Like in a dream. Without pain and fear. Do not ask. Sit next to me and let the stars be our only witnesses... No past, no present and maybe no future. Just captive in the unspoken desire. Caught in euphoria. Inseparable in thought...
You can't save time today, to use it tomorrow...but you can use the time tomorrow, so that you have nothing to regret tomorrow! Be a blessing...be someone's smile! Be a good friend...encourage someone. Allow your words to bring comfort...not hurt! You carry a heart in your chest...love so that you can be loved!
With time you eventually learn to see your own way and leave others behind without too many regrets.
You learn to choose yourself and respect yourself enough to stop knocking on the same closed door you stubbornly keep knocking on in the hope that you will get what you expect.
In fact, you learn to stop expecting anything from anyone.
People manage to pleasantly surprise you when you have no expectations from them. Otherwise, the disappointment is directly proportional to the expectation.
You learn to take each person in your life as such and gradually move away when you no longer find yourself in a place, in a person.
You learn to replace sadness with optimism, thinking that all bad is for good and that the sadness you feel today is just the prelude to a better tomorrow.
But it is not easy to learn all this. And you don't learn from one day to another.
First you suffer like crazy for every man you no longer identify with.
After a while they become past, and you gradually learn to leave them there.
So caught up in my thoughts, thoughts where I don't exist.
Sometimes we forget that the most important part of our life is ourselves trying to live the desires of others forgetting our desires.
I took my time back, I took it for myself.
Each of us has been a delusional buyer at some point, but the most devastating moment was when we met the perfect seller!
We all buy illusions, even those who sell them, at a much higher price.
We all delude ourselves with the beauty of a moment that either does not belong to us or does not exist.
But we all deserve love. You deserve someone who cares, not just answers to questions.
To know you completely!
Why are you afraid ?
What are you dreaming of?
You deserve someone who loves you and doesn't just make excuses!
Someone who doesn't "fill" you with beautiful but empty words!
You deserve to receive as much as you give, nothing more, nothing less.
You deserve a place of your own, without fear or doubt.
I lit a candle and began to think about the flame that will burn without stopping.
I look towards the innocent and yet deadly light, inside the light there is only a flame.
Its purpose is not only to burn but also to illuminate!
The candle without the flame does not it has its purpose.
Although the candle is the solid material, without it the drop of light called the flame cannot show its splendor.
Man has a body but without faith everything would be in vain.
What importance would the body have if we had nothing to believe in?
Or not we would hope to believe, to be strong. Trust, courage and love are the strongest feelings that lead you to Success!
The flame is faith!
For every sunset there is a sunrise.
For every dream that ends another is born.
For every closed door there is another that opens.
For every ending there is a new beginning.
For every departure there is a destination.
For every defeat is a new attempt...
Nothing ends as long as you're alive!
I knocked on the door of his soul
But don't answer me silent
With a heartbreaking silence hidden in his world like in a shell.
I whispered to my heart to hope to take from life only what he likes but, she sits sadly behind the door
And... shut up!
I promised the soul that you will return that everything will be as before but he doesn't want to talk to me shut up!
And it's hard for me to lie to him anymore,
Let me tell him something else what could reconcile him
With destiny,
with life,
With everything he had
With everything he's lost
With all that it hurt!
It is winter...
It's December...
It's a season and a month of beautiful stories... Of LOVE, of beautiful experiences, of joy, of gratitude, of kindness, of dedication, of fulfilled wishes...
A season and a month full of magic and miracles...
We live in times where if you ask anyone what they want, everyone wants something material, something they can buy…
My wish is that this magical month brings health, love, happiness, serenity and peace to our HEARTS, SOULS and homes.
These are real magical things, the miracles of our LIFE.
Before placing the clothes in the washing machine, we sort them.
White, colored, colored but not fading, black, delicate. We sort them because instinctively, we want each color to stay as it is.
We do this every time we want to wash clothes. Sorting. Why are we not as caring in life? As strict and careful?
In life we start sorting only after we have managed to fill ourselves with spots.
Sometimes sorting is a difficult process. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to start sorting the way people in our lives should.
Let us take them one at a time, study them carefully, and decide firmly in which category to place them.
It's not easy. On the contrary. It's a long process and every moment counts. Take as much time as you need to sort as accurately as possible. And in life, there are people who are different, but who can teach you a lot. Gather the black ones in a pile and forget them in the dirty laundry basket. And the delicate ones...
I say it's better to wash them by hand, lest you spoil their beauty!
I started sorting a long time ago. I'm still sorting. I still find people in my life that I put in the wrong category.
In the washing machine of my life I only put people who know that they can withstand both high temperatures and cold water!
What if instead of a soul we have strips? Maybe someone will care one day and tie everything together nicely...almost the same as it was before. Now the ties are broken. But you have to be there. For them. Because the world doesn't stop when your soul is scattered. It's all about finding in yourself the strength to move on. Even with your head bowed, in search the strips that were lost.
Let the world be evil, for evil often strengthens and makes you stronger. Return to your loved one's arms and close your eyes. Live moment by moment, for each other. Live in the present, keep only the healthy from the past and build a great future. Together you can give life to many dreams, even if sometimes many of them seem unattainable. Clasp your palms and step in the same direction. And if one falls by the wayside, fear not, for the other is there to pick him up!
There are no stronger arms than those that offer comfort. Maybe just the ones that provide chest tightness, causing heartbeats to tear down the walls of the chest in their rush to the cheeks of their destination. There are no looks more powerful than warm ones, for they cut their way most easily to the core of a heart. A warm look can warm you, before your eyes catch the next blink. It can leave you speechless, unsure of your own actions but sure of what you feel.
Darkness... And through the dark curtain of night, colored lights, pass before my eyes and I find myself in the past... An almost forgotten past... Maybe the rocking of the train is to blame, maybe the nostalgia of the memories that come to light, maybe missing something, it is certain that for a few minutes, I relived the sensation and frenzy of the winter holidays... A winter long gone!... The first thing I feel is the snow... Piles of snow, from a one end of the street to the other and screams of children and people laughing and sleds sliding, downhill and the inevitable "Pârtieee!"... The snow was the entrance to the world of celebrations, when people did not forget to wear the clothes of humanity, of giving... When on the face, the smile was tattooed!... In the soul, the impatience of a carol, which we were waiting to sing, at every house, was heard... ... The swaying of the train still leaves me, in a dark past, from which I would not want to return... And yet... Today, everything is grandiose! It's incredible what the human mind could invent, and with all that, nothing compares to the smell of home-made cakes,... to the poor log, dressed in cotton wool and the candles caught on hooks and the inevitable fondant,... to the frost which you could feel, down to the marrow of your bones,... with the laughter of impatient children, who were impatiently waiting for the little gift, under the tree,... the inevitable cut of the pig and its riding, after... And not in the last turn, the warmth of people's souls!... Now, everything is superlatively gorgeous, but so cold in the hearts! I have only one regret, that my children will never be able to tell their grandchildren about the joy born from traditions, which left an imprint on a human life! ... I still enjoy, like a child, December, colored lights and impatient, silent, waiting for Santa... that Santa, of my time! ... The next station ... And the robotic voice, coming from the speakers, brought me back to the present ... I took a deep breath, smiled nostalgically, tightened my coat around me and got off the train ... The memories they began to disappear, with each step taken in the new world...
Some people left my life in a better world because that was God's will, and the silence and peace they left in my soul breaks my heart so hard that I try to cling to any word that it could ease my soul a little, and I feel like it gives years of my life to be able to spend at least an hour with them. I chose to remove other people from my life, not because I wanted to, but because later I understood that I didn't mean much to them other than interest. Sometimes life slaps us not to punish us but to learn to be better people, to distinguish good from bad, to remember that life has an end, to bring good people closer to us, to move away from people who hurt us they make us suffer, to forgive all those who have wronged us, to appreciate the good people in our lives and to love them unconditionally.
Pay attention to people, my grandmother used to say...
●Whoever hurt you will never heal you;
●He who has not shown you respect will never respect you;
●He who threw mud at you will never clean you; ●Whoever made you cry will not wipe away your tears;
●Whoever knocked you down will never pick you up;
●When someone is rude, leave;
●When someone wants to disappoint you, stay firm;
●Don't let someone's bad behavior destroy your inner peace.
Sometimes you have to let go of people, not because you don't care, but because they don't care about you. Love, but don't tell who. Smile, but don't tell them why. Be happy, but don't tell them why. People tend to spoil beautiful things.
What would it be like to see people's souls instead of their faces, in a world where very few know who they really are? What would it be like to wear the true shades of our being, beyond race, skin tone or specific traits, thus allowing us to more easily find ourselves with those who vibrate in the same color palette? What would it be like to stop being stolen by appearances and shiny masks and see the true nature of those around us, without filters and other artifices?
The last day of autumn... From tomorrow, a new month begins, a new stage, another season... the rustling leaves have done their job, now it's the turn of the snowflakes...😉. A last beautiful evening with a late fall...and a quiet night...let's not wake up tomorrow.
The legend of the tree
The story says that when the first autumn came to the world, all the birds hurried to leave for warmer countries.
There was only one small and scrawny bird left on a branch at the edge of the forest.
Her poor wing was broken and she couldn't fly much. He went to ask the help of a tree, because this tree, having roots, will obviously not go anywhere and will know how to face the cold. He first went to the oak, seeing it more towering.
- Please, let me live among your branches, because winter is coming and I will die without shelter!
- I can't, said the oak tree, I don't want you to eat my acorns. Find your way!
The poor bird went to a beech tree, but he didn't want to host her either:
- I'm sorry, said the beech, worried about the wind that was getting stronger. I already have enough worries and the winter will be hard. I can't help you! And so from one tree to another...
The poor little bird doesn't even know where to go anymore, when, passing by a fir tree, it hears to its surprise and joy:
- Well, little bird, stop worrying! If you want, stay with me. You can sit on any of my branches and together we will get through the coming winter! The happy little bird slept on one of the branches of the fir tree. And from that very night the cold wind began to blow.
Pale, one by one, the leaves of the trees fell to the ground. Only the leaves of the fir tree remained green, everyone being amazed by such a miracle. And the wind was amazed beyond words, so it went in front of the Creator: Lord, let me also shake off the leaves of the fir tree, as I do with all the trees...
- No, answered God to the wind.
Don't do anything to Brad, because he was good to the poor bird. Don't touch him!!
And since then all the trees lose their coat of leaves and flowers, only the fir keeps its green leaves, either summer or winter.
In winter, it's bitterly cold.
A very old couple were getting ready for sleep, warming themselves by the mouth of the stove. Looking for a thicker quilt, the old woman says: -Do you still remember, man, in your youth, before you asked for me from my mother, how you waited for me night after night at the oak tree at the bottom of the garden,
I would leave the house to come to you and with how much passion I no longer loved?
- Yes...what times!
- Let's do it once more like in the old days, says the old woman, because we are old and we don't know how much time we have left. Enthusiastic about his wife's idea, the old man goes to the oak tree.
He waits for her and waits and waits for her until he gets bruised from the cold and when he can't take it anymore, after about an hour he goes into the house where he finds the old woman huddled in a quilt.
- Yes, my wife, it's good that you stay warm under the duvet and I'm waiting for you to paralyze me from the cold in the blizzard near the oak tree, why didn't you come?
To which the old woman replies dryly:
- My mother didn't let me! 😂😂😂😂
Do you know what matters in life? It matters that you are happy with yourself. May you have peace and quiet there, inside you. To find the beautiful in your heart, soul and thoughts. Do not seek people's approval and appreciation, they will criticize you if you are different from them. If you give something, do it from the heart, don't expect thanks or gratitude, so you won't be disappointed by anyone. To always do what you love and never abandon the activities that make your soul flourish. Live the way you think you should, don't let others impose rules on you, you only have one life, live it to the fullest! Don't depend your happiness on people, objects or things, you can lose them at any time. Try to love and accept yourself exactly as you are. Don't forget that nobody is perfect. Give yourself time to love, to live, to think, to forgive... Because in the end, it doesn't matter how much money you had and what clothes you wore, but how many tears you wiped, how many smiles you caused and how many hugs you gave.
We all know that... beautiful people exist!
Only they are not perfect but they are souls capable of generosity, kindness, appreciation, understanding.
There are people who are not always kind, but they know what kindness is. They are not always right, but they know what justice is.
They are not always "valuable" but they know what the values are.
None of us is always perfect for everyone, but beautiful people do exist and when I recognize them, I give them life space and heart because it is joy for me to have met them.
Don't be too scared,
Santa When will you come to my door, tiptil!
Even though the boots have a large number, Know that I, at heart, am a child.
In me, the child still rejoices
Any gift, no matter how small.
Many times I stole your profile
And I gave, but you know what I mean...
In the right ice put my health
And if you see that there is still room,
Give me the strength to get through it all Smiling, and in addition, give me a little luck!
In the left ice, you have nothing left to put on me Because that's where my heart is,
Please leave and don't tell anyone
That my soul only wants so much!
Time has given me, but it has also taken from me. It took away my trust in people and gave me the gift of understanding them. I know I have no right to judge anyone, but I have the right to walk away when my soul is hurt too often. I understood that being fair to you is not pride, but dignity. I understood that the miracle of happiness is limited by what we carry in our souls. I understand that those who lash out at you are actually venting their own frustrations. I understood that in these hard times, to keep our faith and warm soul, are the most precious things. I finally understood that although we are surrounded by people...not all of them are PEOPLE!
❤️ When God created Mothers, on the sixth day, the angel said:
- You take care of them a lot.
God answered:
- Because She, the Woman, the Mother, must reveal beauty, love and wisdom.
She is the crown of My creation.
Touching her, the angel said:
- She is very fragile!
- But so strong!
You can't even imagine how much he can endure!
God answered.
As he caressed Mother's face, the angel felt a tear run down his velvety cheek:
- What is this for?
- For joy, sadness, fear, worry, pain, disappointment, loneliness...
Amazed, the angel declared:.
- How capacious her heart must be!
God, you have created a Miracle!
At birth, we board the train and meet the parents. And we believe they will always travel with us. And yet, at a station, our parents will get off the train, leaving us alone to continue our journey as time passes...
Other people will get on the train. And they will be important: our brotherhood, friends, children, even the love of our life.
Many will resign and leave a more or less large chasm. This train journey will be full of joys, sorrows, expectations, "hello!" and "goodbye!". Success means having good relations with all passengers, provided we give our best. We don't know at which station we will get off. So, let's live happily, love and forgive—it's important to do that, because when we get off the train, we should leave only pleasant memories to those who continue on their way…
Let's be happy with what we have and thank heaven for this wonderful journey. Also, thanks for being a passenger on my train. And if I have to get off at the next stop, I'm glad I've come a long way with you!
Lately, I understood that I don't have to finish my work in one day; that life passes and absolutely nothing stops it; that it could all be over in an instant.
I understood that material things were never important — the most important thing is the time ahead; that if I'm not at work, I'm replaced... but my emotional health is irreplaceable.
I understand that you don't have to rush; that I don't like to hurry in my life; that food can fill the emptiness of the stomach, but not the emptiness of the soul; that I have the right to enjoy every second of what I have; that money can buy travel but not time; that when I need space, I take it; that when I want to scream, I scream; that when I want to stay in bed, I do; that when I want to dance, I dance.
And when I want to cry... I cry. I learned to listen carefully to myself and prioritize my needs. Since doing this, my coffee doesn't taste rushed anymore!