CUTENESS OVERLOAD!! A dog sleeping with his KITTENS

Love in Another Language (2009)

The Scarecrow

Le ballon rouge (The Red Balloon) - 1956

Simplicity

An older one of my digital paintings awaiting to be put on canvas

Old memories

Scented night

An older one of my digital paintings awaiting to be put on canvas, the one I love most...

Happy childhood days...

Painters, from left to right : Emile Munier [Her Best Friend];Frederick Morgan; William Henry Gore and Leon Bazile Perrault

The winter of the rose

If I am to put a name to every year of my life, the time when the Sun returns to the same degree it had on our birthday, the year of a solar revolution in astrology, the time from one birthday to the next one, this last one is for me ”the winter of the rose”. I will be under the rose symbol all the time until February 3, 2013. We arrived at our new home, sweet home, and were welcomed by the previous owner with a red rose. We arrived there later in the evening. After our arriving many national roads were closed because of the snow storms. We were so fortunate to arrive at home right before the roads close! Time to take a rest, to re-evaluate the experience lived in the last year, to appreciate what we have and the “now” moment. Time to be grateful for all the love and the help we received on the way… Travelling home with my three old kitties on the ship of the Earth. Walking our road and living from the heart in the spiritual Cosmos. But pay attention: living from the heart is contagious! Being grateful for such a rich opportunity even we wept or suffered unexpected pains, losses and betrayals. A rose for all my friends here!

We have a new home!

Good news, dear friends: we have a new house! I thank to you all for you gave me the power to succeed! After months of fighting the adversity that life puts before us sometime to test our strength, we begin to see the light again! I bless this tiny and warm house that will abode me and the last three cats! We lost Nestemata two months ago when she decided she had enough here and wanted to rest beyond the rainbow… Tomorrow we take the road to our new home. I will post new photographs as soon as possible. We move from Bucharest to Campina, on the Prahova Valley, a beautiful location in Romania and Europe. We have few things, most important being the cats, the cameras and the computer. Three sacks with my books were stolen last summer, so we no longer have books, we have only what remained after reading them all. I never expected that my life could take such a trajectory, but finally I believe our higher self knows better where to lead us. Our world will radically change soon, keep your faith, love your heart and try to see the world through your heart! I`l be back soon! Love for you all!

What do you think ?

Until fall 2005 I hadn`t yet internet. I was reading Jasmuheen, Antony de Mello, Paul Ferrini, Marianne Wilkinson, Celestine prophesies, E. Tolle, N.Donald Walsh, Virginia Essene, Gregg Bradden, Osho, Gourdieff, Ouspensky, Krishnamurti, UGKrishnamurti, Deepak Chopra, Steiner, ECayce , Castaneda, Dane Rudhiar, Martin Schulman, Barbara Brennan, Janine Fontaine and many others the like.
And I was happy, very happy with my cats, plants, books, all feeding my openness towards people, life and knowledge.
It was so easy to be luminous and illuminated…I dreamed then of a time when I could write coaching astrology books. Money were few, but we were cared of.
2006 brought me my first camera, bought on loan and a new life seemed to begin. I sometime believed I was already with one foot on the New Earth and to this end I begun to collect all the beauties I could find through the images and pictures I have stocked on my hard disk.
Now I was dreaming about writing books about harmony, beauty and how to build our life in nature using organic materials and beauties.
I dreamed about myself as an architect of the new housing and gardening. In my mind I was always a creator, an architect, the profession that could be of a maximum satisfaction because architecture art is a must everywhere on the New Earth.
I believed in God, Christ, Metatron, Kwan Yin, the many archangels and angels and Mothers that ensured that here on Earth we evolve as it should.
I believed in Pleyadians, Arcturians, Andromedans helping us to become a galactic, evolved, race, I fell in love with Feline people, I felt integrated in cosmos and I felt harmonic in my own heart.
When did it begun the dismantling of a life I fought for teeth & claws?
I don`t know, probably somewhere between fall 2008 and spring 2011, when awful, harsh events and circumstances begun to gather and gain momentum until all of them have forced violently my life dismantling one by one all I have built before.
To what end? I was aware and I knew I was not in denial neither about my life and people it had, nor about me and myself.
Life begun to be hostile and every months took something off, until now when it took my home, my books, my money and all my acquaintances.
To what end?? One is supposed to arrive on the New Earth completely naked??
I now question everything but I didn`t yet found my answers. Do you?
Those that want the New Earth even with the price of their own lives, are indeed crucified thousand times until they are completely exhausted, thwarted and thrown in a miserable life of poverty and isolation. That last one being the emotional “kaput” point in my humble opinion.
Something it is not yet said, could it be something wrong and evil? What is your take?
We,the exhausted ones, should gather together and build communities everywhere it is possible…
What do you think?