Open the heart to the world

It's very sad to see blind child who is showing with little hands to the tree, bird, flower. It is very sad to see how he is touching everything and looks so serious. It is very sad to see how he is touching things and listening to it. It looks like he wants to hear how desk or chair sounds. For me it is very sad. But you know, we are blind. Blind not with our eyes- we are blind with our hearts. We can't see real things. We can see just things which we are creating in ourselves, but we are too busy, too selfish (yes... too SELFISH) to see the world around us. Could you stop for a minute each day? 1...2...3...4...5...6...20... Nothing changed. Your "serious" work didn't run from you. 21...22...23...24...25...26...40... Look around, have you ever saw that blue sky before? Have you ever saw little light wavy clouds before? 41...42...43...50... Listen to the sounds of living: the bird near you is singing the best melody just for you; the dogs are shouting on the cats; the little kid is laughing, because he has got a new red balloon. 51...52...53...55... It looks like God made this Earth for his own pleasant : every flower is in blossom; every part of your garden grass is different from the others... 56...57...60... Isn't the life looks PERFECT when you open not only your eyes, but the heart too? Never let yourself to be selfish. Never!.. Let yourself to notice the world around you, don't let yourself to loose yourself. You aren't lost, unless you stopped with trying. Open your eyes and your heart everyday for a minute and you will see PERFECT WORLD.

The Art of the cooking

The smell, taste, colour. Everything makes my soul sing. Makes my soul clear as a river. The joy of making food for your family or friends it is the best feeling in the world. To put love, happiness into the pan. To decorate it with peace sparkles. This is just the best feeling. To see how the people smiles when they are eating your made food. To see greatfull eyes in their shinny faces. Nothing makes me more happier than it. And if I could pick one smell and one taste before I will die. If the last day of my life I could pick one smell and one taste, I'd certainly choose the cinnamon smell and cake made by my grandmother taste. Because cinnamon always makes me feel very good, very warm, even at the coldest day, cinnamon is the smell of the autumn, the smell of colours and warmness. And my grandmother's cake always makes me go ten years back and remember all great moments together with people I loved and I love now. If you could taste the sky and the heaven, it definetely would be my grandmother's cake. She is the best kitchener. The tea with cinnamon and her cake always makes me think that I live in a wonderful world, full of happiness and peacefullness. I adore it. I am enjoying the life and taking every piece of it. The smells, tastes, flavors- everythings makes me shout; I AM LIVING. Thank you God!