For the love in our eyes. For the strength. For the men who cry sometimes, for their emotions. Able to be true to the Earth. Tender souls. One big heart. You are there. Thank you!
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понеделник, 18 април 2011 г.
сряда, 29 септември 2010 г.
Good morning;-)
Who said "life is what happens to us while we make plans"?
These last few months, I am really starting to fully get the idea of 1)projecting, wishing and creating, hand in hand with 2)the power of now and 3)accepting the somewhat predefined karmic identity we all have.
Dreaming is one of my favourite past-times, but allowing dreams to be totally free, with no specific faces and places is a challenge. No names. Just feelings. And yes, as I said now, my wish in life is to FEEEELL happy!! (and if it happens in a shitty flat somewhere in Lulin 23, so be it;-)
Dreaming about feeling happy already makes you happy. It totally shifts the energy to a very positive one and yep, you guessed it, once again I am smiling.
NOW. As now is the other true reality. We just don't know what's going to happen. And some of it is really not in our hands (karma or something else, I know that at times, life just happens, despite our plans and intentions).
Dreaming and letting go, projecting and allowing space for dreams to happen is hard enough, but sometimes things are just not meant to be. So why be disappointed? It is up to us to choose our reaction to the not-so-wonderful events in our lifes. And I choose to smile and be happy. Who can stop me?
Good morning;-)
These last few months, I am really starting to fully get the idea of 1)projecting, wishing and creating, hand in hand with 2)the power of now and 3)accepting the somewhat predefined karmic identity we all have.
Dreaming is one of my favourite past-times, but allowing dreams to be totally free, with no specific faces and places is a challenge. No names. Just feelings. And yes, as I said now, my wish in life is to FEEEELL happy!! (and if it happens in a shitty flat somewhere in Lulin 23, so be it;-)
Dreaming about feeling happy already makes you happy. It totally shifts the energy to a very positive one and yep, you guessed it, once again I am smiling.
NOW. As now is the other true reality. We just don't know what's going to happen. And some of it is really not in our hands (karma or something else, I know that at times, life just happens, despite our plans and intentions).
Dreaming and letting go, projecting and allowing space for dreams to happen is hard enough, but sometimes things are just not meant to be. So why be disappointed? It is up to us to choose our reaction to the not-so-wonderful events in our lifes. And I choose to smile and be happy. Who can stop me?
Good morning;-)
вторник, 27 юли 2010 г.
Make a wish
"Make a wish and I will make it happen" said the good fairy to Lea, just as she was ready to enter her serious thinking mode..
"My little one, you think with your mind and miracles only happen when your heart sings and your now-short hair is blown by the magic wind of the stars"
Lea was alone in her flat, which was not going to be hers anymore. Some little devil was going to invade her magic space and make it a party pad. But that was OK. It was about time Lea took responsibility for her life (or at least her living space). Her new place was going to be one of love and laughter, of creative greens and crazy pinks. Lea liked her pinks...But we kind of knew that already;-)
So, where is it going to be? If only she knew. But she didn't want to know right now. She only hoped that it would all come to its right place by the end of September, when she had to leave. She made plenty of plans for packing, but she had no idea where she would spend the winter.
And that's where the wishing part begins.
Winter in wonderland. Winter in a city full of people, in a cosy attic room (ot at least a very cosy flat). Sofia? Not necessarily. Anywhere. Where she would feel loved. She missed the party flat in London and in a way, could imagine herself walking down Camden again, going to the organic shops and being a true yoga fairy. She could live that life. As long as she didn't have to work full-time and had friends to share her winter with. But even more so, why not make this happen in Bulgaria?
Lea needed something new. A fresh start. Why not be in Turnovo, or Plovdiv or Burgas..Well, being realistic, this was going to be a little harder than moving back to the so-well-known old London. But not impossible. Definitely not impossible;-) Could she rent a flat in Turnovo for all the 200leva it would take to be someone's housemate in Sofia? Lea kind of liked Sofia in the winter. The little cafes, SunMoon, InkeTinke, the organic bread and shops, the parties, Christmas...It was her city and she got used to it. So maybe this was the answer. Stay put in a cheap place, save money and buy this magical house next year. Or whenever. She just dreamed she could find her buddies to buy the land with.
It was so obvious to Lea that wherever she went, the most important thing was to feel alive and happy, to feel the harmony and love. And this only happened with people around. Can this really happen in a village? Yes, Lea liked living in Sofia, and liked her single life. She could not really imagine herself saying it, but it was so true!
Walking around, with the crazy silly smile, but not the smile that meant "I am in love" but the one saying "I love my life" ..And it made hell of a difference!
So, Sofia it is. Who knows. Let August bring the answer. Let is bring lots of smiles and unforgettable moments - around the lakes, the mountains and the beautiful seaside. Let it be love!!!
"My little one, you think with your mind and miracles only happen when your heart sings and your now-short hair is blown by the magic wind of the stars"
Lea was alone in her flat, which was not going to be hers anymore. Some little devil was going to invade her magic space and make it a party pad. But that was OK. It was about time Lea took responsibility for her life (or at least her living space). Her new place was going to be one of love and laughter, of creative greens and crazy pinks. Lea liked her pinks...But we kind of knew that already;-)
So, where is it going to be? If only she knew. But she didn't want to know right now. She only hoped that it would all come to its right place by the end of September, when she had to leave. She made plenty of plans for packing, but she had no idea where she would spend the winter.
And that's where the wishing part begins.
Winter in wonderland. Winter in a city full of people, in a cosy attic room (ot at least a very cosy flat). Sofia? Not necessarily. Anywhere. Where she would feel loved. She missed the party flat in London and in a way, could imagine herself walking down Camden again, going to the organic shops and being a true yoga fairy. She could live that life. As long as she didn't have to work full-time and had friends to share her winter with. But even more so, why not make this happen in Bulgaria?
Lea needed something new. A fresh start. Why not be in Turnovo, or Plovdiv or Burgas..Well, being realistic, this was going to be a little harder than moving back to the so-well-known old London. But not impossible. Definitely not impossible;-) Could she rent a flat in Turnovo for all the 200leva it would take to be someone's housemate in Sofia? Lea kind of liked Sofia in the winter. The little cafes, SunMoon, InkeTinke, the organic bread and shops, the parties, Christmas...It was her city and she got used to it. So maybe this was the answer. Stay put in a cheap place, save money and buy this magical house next year. Or whenever. She just dreamed she could find her buddies to buy the land with.
It was so obvious to Lea that wherever she went, the most important thing was to feel alive and happy, to feel the harmony and love. And this only happened with people around. Can this really happen in a village? Yes, Lea liked living in Sofia, and liked her single life. She could not really imagine herself saying it, but it was so true!
Walking around, with the crazy silly smile, but not the smile that meant "I am in love" but the one saying "I love my life" ..And it made hell of a difference!
So, Sofia it is. Who knows. Let August bring the answer. Let is bring lots of smiles and unforgettable moments - around the lakes, the mountains and the beautiful seaside. Let it be love!!!
сряда, 14 април 2010 г.
четвъртък, 11 март 2010 г.
Pri-Zemni Hora or Dreams do come true!
Hello world!
For the last few days, I wake up in a small and very minimalistic hotel room at the Rica Hotel (Kungsgatan, Stockholm:)). Back to reality, or the start of a new life?
Actually, this is nothing to do with work, work is just a money-maker these days, work is no longer ambition, drive, motivation....work is play, laughter and fun. Cause there are no expectations, career plans or indeed "balanced scorecards", trust me I never knew what they were anyway... These days work is a way of earning the cash for the dough:))
Will I be able to make my own dough soon? I hope so! And this dream is called Pri-Zemni hora...(Shame I am no good with installing BG on these work computers, they hardly let me log in here:))
OK! Now listen, how exciting is this...meeting more people, who, like me, dream of the Simple life, in harmony with Nature, in harmony with the Universe and ourselves. And all of this in Bulgaria. These are Bulgarian people, which makes the project 243278978978 times more interesting!!!!
I have nothing against foreigners, indeed I have lived abroad for so many years and have learnt lots from them. Different cultures have made my life more colourful and interesting, definitely!!! BUT...I want to wake up in a house in my homeland, I want my kids to speak my language and I want us all to give our country the chance of a better future. Is this too much to ask for?
Most of you reading this already know me, the ever-searching for the truth hopeless romantic, who is never too afraid to go for what the heart says. Well, maybe this was too big of a statement. I am really, really scared! But I still really try to go for it! And despite the drama and the sleepless nights spent hesitating whether to go one way or the other, the final answer of the heart seems to do it for me!
Every time! And my heart is singing, my heart can't wait to go to Shipka and meet everyone else. Eli, Asen and little Adi are also coming and who better to share this with than Tamsin...she also knows what I am talking about!
I already recognise myself in the worlds of this guy (I guess), Terramante. And I am ready to wait, if it takes us a few years, so be it (turning 30 in a few days is strangely not making me impatient in any shape or form, exactly the opposite!..)I know what I want and I am sure we, together, can make it happen!
Yes, I am bombarded with questions about money and jobs. And I know that we might have to make some compromise to start with, I might have to continue doing these amazing spreadsheets and fancy reports (again, fine with me) but in the long run, I will have the Ben Law house and my life, shared with the other angels of the Universe, the lightworkers who are going to learn how to live, again, from scratch.
This is a beautiful day, let there be light!!!!
For the last few days, I wake up in a small and very minimalistic hotel room at the Rica Hotel (Kungsgatan, Stockholm:)). Back to reality, or the start of a new life?
Actually, this is nothing to do with work, work is just a money-maker these days, work is no longer ambition, drive, motivation....work is play, laughter and fun. Cause there are no expectations, career plans or indeed "balanced scorecards", trust me I never knew what they were anyway... These days work is a way of earning the cash for the dough:))
Will I be able to make my own dough soon? I hope so! And this dream is called Pri-Zemni hora...(Shame I am no good with installing BG on these work computers, they hardly let me log in here:))
OK! Now listen, how exciting is this...meeting more people, who, like me, dream of the Simple life, in harmony with Nature, in harmony with the Universe and ourselves. And all of this in Bulgaria. These are Bulgarian people, which makes the project 243278978978 times more interesting!!!!
I have nothing against foreigners, indeed I have lived abroad for so many years and have learnt lots from them. Different cultures have made my life more colourful and interesting, definitely!!! BUT...I want to wake up in a house in my homeland, I want my kids to speak my language and I want us all to give our country the chance of a better future. Is this too much to ask for?
Most of you reading this already know me, the ever-searching for the truth hopeless romantic, who is never too afraid to go for what the heart says. Well, maybe this was too big of a statement. I am really, really scared! But I still really try to go for it! And despite the drama and the sleepless nights spent hesitating whether to go one way or the other, the final answer of the heart seems to do it for me!
Every time! And my heart is singing, my heart can't wait to go to Shipka and meet everyone else. Eli, Asen and little Adi are also coming and who better to share this with than Tamsin...she also knows what I am talking about!
I already recognise myself in the worlds of this guy (I guess), Terramante. And I am ready to wait, if it takes us a few years, so be it (turning 30 in a few days is strangely not making me impatient in any shape or form, exactly the opposite!..)I know what I want and I am sure we, together, can make it happen!
Yes, I am bombarded with questions about money and jobs. And I know that we might have to make some compromise to start with, I might have to continue doing these amazing spreadsheets and fancy reports (again, fine with me) but in the long run, I will have the Ben Law house and my life, shared with the other angels of the Universe, the lightworkers who are going to learn how to live, again, from scratch.
This is a beautiful day, let there be light!!!!
неделя, 14 февруари 2010 г.
Once upon a time...
....in a far, far land...lived a beautiful fairy. One day, she woke up only to find her whole magical world transformed into an ugly and gray land. Where have the flowers disappeared? What happened to her flying unicorn and the singing trees, who has stolen the sun?
Lea was alone and afraid...she tried to cry but the tears wouldn't come out, someone has stolen them too...
Lea could see the other fairies suddenly covered in gold, they looked rich but colourless and their smiles have turned into frozen pancakes. Damn, she could not smile either...she tried again and again, again and once more but she could not even manage the frozen pancake....
She wanted to cry but she couldn't, she wanted to smile but she couldn't...Lea realised she was in reality...She has once heard her mother talking about this reality that hits you around 30-ish but Lea never believed her...She always knew life was meant to be a beautiful surprise and this reality business never seemed real to her.
What has changed? The angels were warning Lea that this was her challenge and she knew she had to be careful with her thoughts. But could she change them so easily this time? In this gray, gray land, all she could hear were scary words and all she could see were the pittyful eyes of her friends....They were all trying to tell her that the magic ends at some point and that one way of the other, she had to deal with it.
So Lea packed a small bag and went on a quest for the truth. She had to find her truth and the gateway back to the magic. She had to. First, she went to a party with millions of people, all looking happy and drunk..but Lea did not drink?!...She looked around and she saw someone..someone she once knew, a crazy boy who also knew what it feels like to live in a dreamland. Or so she thought...and this was enough. She did not want to talk to him or ask him whether the magic still exists, it was enough to see him to believe.
So she left. She left the party and all under the pouring rain, she managed a half-frozen pancake. At least, it was a beginning. Not a real smile but the start..
Wet, cold and shaking, Lea crawled under the bridge of her life and fell asleep. And wow, miracle, she dreamt of her house in the mountains, of laughter and passion. She even laughed in her dream...She met everyone - all the elfs and the other fairies, her real friends still had purple hair and pink socks, they still smiled and believed. Some of the ones she knew had gone, they had gone into the so-called reality forever, but alas, there were still some left, who were waiting for her to come back!
Shit! This was only a dream...poor, poor Lea, you are still under the bridge of reality, you are hungry, hungry for love and harmony and the shop is closed. In this world, they only sell coffee.
But the coffee is supposed to wake us up from this shitty dream or the so-called reality. We have to drink only one cup to find that the truth is not in having a flat, a car and a well-paid job, maybe a husband and two kids...The truth is in feeling alive!!!!
Lea turned her eyes left, right, up and smiled!!!! The way only she could!!!! This was a real smile, only one thought and she was back, back in her woods, back in her magicland, back in the dreams, which made her reality. What if she wasn't married? What if she let go of the safe to look for the wild? What if she wanted to feel alive and free? What if she cherished this freedom and did all her best to let the others feel free as well...
This is life at its best! Happy Valentine's, Tiger New Year or whatever else is celebrated in reality on 14th of Feb. In Lealand, we celebrate freedom! Every day!!!
I love you!
Lea was alone and afraid...she tried to cry but the tears wouldn't come out, someone has stolen them too...
Lea could see the other fairies suddenly covered in gold, they looked rich but colourless and their smiles have turned into frozen pancakes. Damn, she could not smile either...she tried again and again, again and once more but she could not even manage the frozen pancake....
She wanted to cry but she couldn't, she wanted to smile but she couldn't...Lea realised she was in reality...She has once heard her mother talking about this reality that hits you around 30-ish but Lea never believed her...She always knew life was meant to be a beautiful surprise and this reality business never seemed real to her.
What has changed? The angels were warning Lea that this was her challenge and she knew she had to be careful with her thoughts. But could she change them so easily this time? In this gray, gray land, all she could hear were scary words and all she could see were the pittyful eyes of her friends....They were all trying to tell her that the magic ends at some point and that one way of the other, she had to deal with it.
So Lea packed a small bag and went on a quest for the truth. She had to find her truth and the gateway back to the magic. She had to. First, she went to a party with millions of people, all looking happy and drunk..but Lea did not drink?!...She looked around and she saw someone..someone she once knew, a crazy boy who also knew what it feels like to live in a dreamland. Or so she thought...and this was enough. She did not want to talk to him or ask him whether the magic still exists, it was enough to see him to believe.
So she left. She left the party and all under the pouring rain, she managed a half-frozen pancake. At least, it was a beginning. Not a real smile but the start..
Wet, cold and shaking, Lea crawled under the bridge of her life and fell asleep. And wow, miracle, she dreamt of her house in the mountains, of laughter and passion. She even laughed in her dream...She met everyone - all the elfs and the other fairies, her real friends still had purple hair and pink socks, they still smiled and believed. Some of the ones she knew had gone, they had gone into the so-called reality forever, but alas, there were still some left, who were waiting for her to come back!
Shit! This was only a dream...poor, poor Lea, you are still under the bridge of reality, you are hungry, hungry for love and harmony and the shop is closed. In this world, they only sell coffee.
But the coffee is supposed to wake us up from this shitty dream or the so-called reality. We have to drink only one cup to find that the truth is not in having a flat, a car and a well-paid job, maybe a husband and two kids...The truth is in feeling alive!!!!
Lea turned her eyes left, right, up and smiled!!!! The way only she could!!!! This was a real smile, only one thought and she was back, back in her woods, back in her magicland, back in the dreams, which made her reality. What if she wasn't married? What if she let go of the safe to look for the wild? What if she wanted to feel alive and free? What if she cherished this freedom and did all her best to let the others feel free as well...
This is life at its best! Happy Valentine's, Tiger New Year or whatever else is celebrated in reality on 14th of Feb. In Lealand, we celebrate freedom! Every day!!!
I love you!
вторник, 2 февруари 2010 г.
On the second day of February...
.....my true love gave to me;-) Hope and blessings, three yellow monkeys and a bag full of dreams!
Днес съм щастлива!!!!
Днес съм щастлива!!!!
петък, 18 декември 2009 г.
A prayer
A prayer for love and peace. Nearly Christmas: birth, beginning, hope...
Strange times. A beautiful dream of a house in the mountains, with flowing rivers and children's laughter. A dream of love and passion. A dream of a life closer to nature...An inspiration and a long road. A road which needs a beginning. A road which is hard to follow and easy to abandon. Balance. This balance in the Universe, which is my dream. Balance of city life with friends and the peacefulness of the countryside. Balance of long working hours and the limited money supply. Time is so precious. Life is a lesson.
A new book - The principles of Permaculture.
Be strong and hope. A new life!
Strange times. A beautiful dream of a house in the mountains, with flowing rivers and children's laughter. A dream of love and passion. A dream of a life closer to nature...An inspiration and a long road. A road which needs a beginning. A road which is hard to follow and easy to abandon. Balance. This balance in the Universe, which is my dream. Balance of city life with friends and the peacefulness of the countryside. Balance of long working hours and the limited money supply. Time is so precious. Life is a lesson.
A new book - The principles of Permaculture.
Be strong and hope. A new life!
четвъртък, 26 ноември 2009 г.
A long-forgotten blog..mine;-)
The sun is shining and my heart is singing..It's autumn at its best and I am happy. So happy and sad that I hardly find time to log in and share the fast-running thoughts, the amazing moments and the sleepless nights. It is a strange time for me...My life has never had more meaning and it's never been so disorganised at the same time. The days pass by so quickly, my head is somewhere in the clouds and I hardly manage to realise what is happening.
It is a time of new beginnings and old memories. Memories which never die, love that is so strong that I will never forget. Love and a face so familiar that just a sight of it over the net gives me so much hope and strength. Because you are my freedom, you are my support and energy. And I have to learn to live without. God, trust me, I want to have you in my life forever. I keep on thinking of you, of all my dreams and lost hopes. I have new hopes now, always trying to rise from the ashes, to jump on the boat again, as the water is running so, so fast and I am scared that I will drown.
I am on that boat again, the boat of hope and love, the boat of laughter and dreams. And it feels amazing. But how so tiring it is to jump on new boats, to open your heart again and again, and to trust. Can I trust you? My tenderness and naivete, my love is there for you, and I can only hope.
So, so many thoughts, so many days gone into one, into one dream and you. Be with me and make me believe once again...Love!
It is a time of new beginnings and old memories. Memories which never die, love that is so strong that I will never forget. Love and a face so familiar that just a sight of it over the net gives me so much hope and strength. Because you are my freedom, you are my support and energy. And I have to learn to live without. God, trust me, I want to have you in my life forever. I keep on thinking of you, of all my dreams and lost hopes. I have new hopes now, always trying to rise from the ashes, to jump on the boat again, as the water is running so, so fast and I am scared that I will drown.
I am on that boat again, the boat of hope and love, the boat of laughter and dreams. And it feels amazing. But how so tiring it is to jump on new boats, to open your heart again and again, and to trust. Can I trust you? My tenderness and naivete, my love is there for you, and I can only hope.
So, so many thoughts, so many days gone into one, into one dream and you. Be with me and make me believe once again...Love!
вторник, 27 октомври 2009 г.
No expectations
Today has been full of reminders about how lucky I am.
No expectations. Just the hope it all works out for the best, for the best of all of us.
I want to write a book of life full of laughter and love, full of passion and understanding, full of red sheets and creativity, synergy..babies;-)
I want to meet you in my dreams tonight, holding me so tight, loving me, feeling every part of me, you in me.
No expectations. Just the thought of you, exactly at 00:00 on 28th October 2009.
Is this the new beginning of us? I keep on looking at the time either at 11:11 or 22:22, now 00:00, mystery, coincidence, a sign of God's protection..
No expectations. Just the feeling from a past life, a feeling from the present and a feeling for our future.
I love you!
No expectations. Just the hope it all works out for the best, for the best of all of us.
I want to write a book of life full of laughter and love, full of passion and understanding, full of red sheets and creativity, synergy..babies;-)
I want to meet you in my dreams tonight, holding me so tight, loving me, feeling every part of me, you in me.
No expectations. Just the thought of you, exactly at 00:00 on 28th October 2009.
Is this the new beginning of us? I keep on looking at the time either at 11:11 or 22:22, now 00:00, mystery, coincidence, a sign of God's protection..
No expectations. Just the feeling from a past life, a feeling from the present and a feeling for our future.
I love you!
сряда, 14 октомври 2009 г.
Sofia - the mystery revealed;-)
Hello Jo and Moira ;-) Or shall I say bye-bye as you've just left for the airport...
Well, I hope we managed to reveal the mystery. Moira made it to Sofia two years ago but she was cunningly put in a hotel and never managed to see my house. But now, it was all out in the open! The cats, the clothes rail, the empty fridge and most importantly, the dusty cross-trainer machine. Don't get me wrong, I use it lots but somehow the dust is just attracted by it;-)
I reckon Hera and Leo were the highlights of your stay and I know you loved the mountains. But here is how I saw it..:
- Coming to the airport was all a bit of a rush as I had to have a very important business meeting on Sunday morning at 10am (far too early for me, but all worth it!)
- What did we do the first evening? Shit, memory is not so good anymore (I'll tell you all about the shit later;-))) Hmmmm, of course I know what we did! We met up with Sasho and went to Ariana lake - Honestly, I love this water balls, shame I am too fat with my 50kg and they won't let me in;-)
- Second day, Vitosha and Chevermeto, with all these out of sync Al-Quaeda dancers. I wonder how we will be representing our countries in 10 year's time. A big disappointment for me, but definitely worth visiting for you - tRRRaditional setting and food, and yep, definitely a cheese overload by that stage.
- It all froze on Tuesday, with the temperature dropping 15C in a day, so lots of sleep for me and a nice walk for you. Gara za Dvama, the Bulgarian Russian restaurant definitely the best choice for me and the highlight as far as food is concerned!
NOW, let me tell you about the other highlights - two words which absolutely made your stay here - SHIT and STINKIES;-)) Can you guess what they are? Surely, I am all a bit into boosting energies and all that so I got this ultra special tea, called SHTIT (which in Bulgarian means DEFENSE or something like that anyway) and what you call it: SHIT tea...Great!!!
And then, here is Jo asking: Nevi, what do you call you coins? So, I say STOTINKIES, Jo...Hahahhah, Stinkies...Actually, yes, we also call them Stinkies and then I burst out laughing too, realising what this means in English....
They are a bit smelly, I agree.
This is to both of you, the passionate hippie and the horses on the street!
Well, I hope we managed to reveal the mystery. Moira made it to Sofia two years ago but she was cunningly put in a hotel and never managed to see my house. But now, it was all out in the open! The cats, the clothes rail, the empty fridge and most importantly, the dusty cross-trainer machine. Don't get me wrong, I use it lots but somehow the dust is just attracted by it;-)
I reckon Hera and Leo were the highlights of your stay and I know you loved the mountains. But here is how I saw it..:
- Coming to the airport was all a bit of a rush as I had to have a very important business meeting on Sunday morning at 10am (far too early for me, but all worth it!)
- What did we do the first evening? Shit, memory is not so good anymore (I'll tell you all about the shit later;-))) Hmmmm, of course I know what we did! We met up with Sasho and went to Ariana lake - Honestly, I love this water balls, shame I am too fat with my 50kg and they won't let me in;-)
- Second day, Vitosha and Chevermeto, with all these out of sync Al-Quaeda dancers. I wonder how we will be representing our countries in 10 year's time. A big disappointment for me, but definitely worth visiting for you - tRRRaditional setting and food, and yep, definitely a cheese overload by that stage.
- It all froze on Tuesday, with the temperature dropping 15C in a day, so lots of sleep for me and a nice walk for you. Gara za Dvama, the Bulgarian Russian restaurant definitely the best choice for me and the highlight as far as food is concerned!
NOW, let me tell you about the other highlights - two words which absolutely made your stay here - SHIT and STINKIES;-)) Can you guess what they are? Surely, I am all a bit into boosting energies and all that so I got this ultra special tea, called SHTIT (which in Bulgarian means DEFENSE or something like that anyway) and what you call it: SHIT tea...Great!!!
And then, here is Jo asking: Nevi, what do you call you coins? So, I say STOTINKIES, Jo...Hahahhah, Stinkies...Actually, yes, we also call them Stinkies and then I burst out laughing too, realising what this means in English....
They are a bit smelly, I agree.
This is to both of you, the passionate hippie and the horses on the street!
вторник, 29 септември 2009 г.
Love
How many times have you heard the words "I love you"? ....Have you? Really?
I don't think so! So, here is my take on it...
Love, butterflies down your spine, silly smiles and that amazing feeling of total completeness and freedom...
Freedom...I have a long history with that word. I've battled back and forth, trying to give a simple definition of what makes me feel free. But defining a feeling has never really worked for me. I just know it when i see it.
Same goes to LOVE. I've told you before - me and Love know each other well. Me and freedom are also good friends. Recently, I got acquainted with believing in the power of the Universe and the laws of attraction and I reckon I am nearly there.
Where? In that place of understanding myself and feeling free and loved...We all are children of the Universe, we are all loved and there is no real need for saying the Words..
On top of this, at times, these words are just being said, you know, for the little sake of it...Other times, they are SO special!
Can you love someone for who they are, can you feel the energy, the passion, the truth, can you look in their eyes and recognise yourself, can you be free and loved, can you have no limits, no boundaries, no expectations, can you believe in love, can you hope, can you dream? can you? I know we can.
This is for you. I love you!
I don't think so! So, here is my take on it...
Love, butterflies down your spine, silly smiles and that amazing feeling of total completeness and freedom...
Freedom...I have a long history with that word. I've battled back and forth, trying to give a simple definition of what makes me feel free. But defining a feeling has never really worked for me. I just know it when i see it.
Same goes to LOVE. I've told you before - me and Love know each other well. Me and freedom are also good friends. Recently, I got acquainted with believing in the power of the Universe and the laws of attraction and I reckon I am nearly there.
Where? In that place of understanding myself and feeling free and loved...We all are children of the Universe, we are all loved and there is no real need for saying the Words..
On top of this, at times, these words are just being said, you know, for the little sake of it...Other times, they are SO special!
Can you love someone for who they are, can you feel the energy, the passion, the truth, can you look in their eyes and recognise yourself, can you be free and loved, can you have no limits, no boundaries, no expectations, can you believe in love, can you hope, can you dream? can you? I know we can.
This is for you. I love you!
сряда, 9 септември 2009 г.
неделя, 6 септември 2009 г.
Our Never Ending Story....
Неви излезе от гората.
И Леголас я погали по челцето.
Защото е красив!
Гората беше тиха, а дърветата гледаха щастливата феичка.
- Обичам те, Леголас!
- И аз теб, Леа!
И това може да стане стига много да го иска.
Това е най-красивото цвете, което съм виждала.
Затова получи покана от Евгени Минчев за чаена церемония на 4КМ.
Обаче тя отиде да нахрани котенцата.
Това е нашата приказка без край!
I tied myself with wire
To let the horses roam free
Playing with the fire
Until the fire played with me
The stone was semi-precious
We were barely conscious
Two souls too smart to be
In the realm of certainty
Even on our wedding day
We set ourselves on fire
Oh God, do not deny her
It’s not if I believe in love
If love believes in me
Oh, believe in me
At the moment of surrender
I folded to my knees
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me
I’ve been in every black hole
At the altar of the dark star
My body’s now a begging bowl
That’s begging to get back, begging to get back
To my heart
To the rhythm of my soul
To the rhythm of my unconsciousness
To the rhythm that yearns
To be released from control
I was punching in the numbers at the ATM machine
I could see in the reflection
A face staring back at me
At the moment of surrender
Of vision over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me
I was speeding on the subway
Through the stations of the cross
Every eye looking every other way
Counting down ’til the train would stop
At the moment of surrender
Of vision of over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me
И Леголас я погали по челцето.
Защото е красив!
Гората беше тиха, а дърветата гледаха щастливата феичка.
- Обичам те, Леголас!
- И аз теб, Леа!
И това може да стане стига много да го иска.
Това е най-красивото цвете, което съм виждала.
Затова получи покана от Евгени Минчев за чаена церемония на 4КМ.
Обаче тя отиде да нахрани котенцата.
Това е нашата приказка без край!
I tied myself with wire
To let the horses roam free
Playing with the fire
Until the fire played with me
The stone was semi-precious
We were barely conscious
Two souls too smart to be
In the realm of certainty
Even on our wedding day
We set ourselves on fire
Oh God, do not deny her
It’s not if I believe in love
If love believes in me
Oh, believe in me
At the moment of surrender
I folded to my knees
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me
I’ve been in every black hole
At the altar of the dark star
My body’s now a begging bowl
That’s begging to get back, begging to get back
To my heart
To the rhythm of my soul
To the rhythm of my unconsciousness
To the rhythm that yearns
To be released from control
I was punching in the numbers at the ATM machine
I could see in the reflection
A face staring back at me
At the moment of surrender
Of vision over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me
I was speeding on the subway
Through the stations of the cross
Every eye looking every other way
Counting down ’til the train would stop
At the moment of surrender
Of vision of over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me
събота, 20 юни 2009 г.
Drink & Drive
The story of the day goes like this:
Drinking, driving, wild sex...
Losing licence, wild sex...
Countless cheating, wild sex...
Drinking, midnight calls, no sex...
Drinking, shouting, no sex...
Drinking, drinking, death;-)
Drinking, driving, wild sex...
Losing licence, wild sex...
Countless cheating, wild sex...
Drinking, midnight calls, no sex...
Drinking, shouting, no sex...
Drinking, drinking, death;-)
събота, 23 май 2009 г.
I had a career, now I have a life
Sitting with Alex, discussing life...What shall I do next? What is this job that will give me the freedom I enjoy so, so much? And here comes his suggestion - Nevi, it's obvious, you should write a book.
Looking puzzled at him, he is right, it seems obvious yet so strange? Can I? Can I become the first writer who hates litterature? It's true, remember, I was always good at math and could never understand the complex and hidden meanings in Shakespeare's or Voltaire's poetry..;-) (is Voltaire a poet?;-)) opaaa, I told you I remember nothing from what we learnt at school..)..
Anyway, so what shall I write about? Well, what do you think? I should write about how my life turned 360C;-))) from the high-flying career in London to my beautiful house in Lakavica. What do you reckon?;-)))
I have so many diaries and little notebooks with my life stories that I can definitely put something together but not just yet. I think it's time to enjoy life just a little more, to find a job that I enjoy, to have a family and it will all come togerther.
For now, I only wish to find the answer to this question: Why do I meet these magical people, these men I look at and go to the other world, of dreams, hopes, love, unity...And what happens next?
Looking puzzled at him, he is right, it seems obvious yet so strange? Can I? Can I become the first writer who hates litterature? It's true, remember, I was always good at math and could never understand the complex and hidden meanings in Shakespeare's or Voltaire's poetry..;-) (is Voltaire a poet?;-)) opaaa, I told you I remember nothing from what we learnt at school..)..
Anyway, so what shall I write about? Well, what do you think? I should write about how my life turned 360C;-))) from the high-flying career in London to my beautiful house in Lakavica. What do you reckon?;-)))
I have so many diaries and little notebooks with my life stories that I can definitely put something together but not just yet. I think it's time to enjoy life just a little more, to find a job that I enjoy, to have a family and it will all come togerther.
For now, I only wish to find the answer to this question: Why do I meet these magical people, these men I look at and go to the other world, of dreams, hopes, love, unity...And what happens next?
понеделник, 18 май 2009 г.
Runnin' around
Friday, around lunchtime - just over 72hrs ago - I was on the bus from Vienna, passing through (you know...), over the river...thinking of you - actually, it was mum asking - so, what have you been up to? when are you coming to join me and my project in Lakavica?
And then, one thing after the other, Velo gathering in the park (I'm proud to report that I managed to get back all fine, in the dark, through all 3 parks, so I am doing just fine with the new bike), Sunday crazy busy in Lakavica, Monday crazier busier in the office - once again, but maybe the final H&M sample sale...Cvetinka to see the flat, Mitko in the park...And now I'm finally in bed!
Seems like forever but my mind is constantly repeating the song from Pipi's wedding. Seems like things are coming together, seems like I will be very busy in the next few days. But I will have you here, I cant wait!!!!!!
Seems like I love you...
And then, one thing after the other, Velo gathering in the park (I'm proud to report that I managed to get back all fine, in the dark, through all 3 parks, so I am doing just fine with the new bike), Sunday crazy busy in Lakavica, Monday crazier busier in the office - once again, but maybe the final H&M sample sale...Cvetinka to see the flat, Mitko in the park...And now I'm finally in bed!
Seems like forever but my mind is constantly repeating the song from Pipi's wedding. Seems like things are coming together, seems like I will be very busy in the next few days. But I will have you here, I cant wait!!!!!!
Seems like I love you...
петък, 8 май 2009 г.
Strange, strange, strange....
But it feels good!
Sometimes things just aren't what they seem. From the village gossip and the friendly yet mallicious smiles through the flat I call "mine" yet I pay monthly rent, to the fictitious man of my life, who is always here yet never around.
And you know what? I am a little sick of it all. I want to have very little but for it to be true. I don't want to be anyone's friend or ally or girlfriend or wife at a distance...I just want to be ME!
Can I do it? How does one live in a world that's full of hypocritical smiles, comments, acts...What is real? I actually know what, as I can feel it.
And I know I am right. In my little world, that's MY truth. And no matter what you say, I will not do as I am told, I will not trust...I will only fight for my life.
Sometimes things just aren't what they seem. From the village gossip and the friendly yet mallicious smiles through the flat I call "mine" yet I pay monthly rent, to the fictitious man of my life, who is always here yet never around.
And you know what? I am a little sick of it all. I want to have very little but for it to be true. I don't want to be anyone's friend or ally or girlfriend or wife at a distance...I just want to be ME!
Can I do it? How does one live in a world that's full of hypocritical smiles, comments, acts...What is real? I actually know what, as I can feel it.
And I know I am right. In my little world, that's MY truth. And no matter what you say, I will not do as I am told, I will not trust...I will only fight for my life.
сряда, 29 април 2009 г.
Ideas
Ideas, ideas and...more ideas!
In the last few weeks, my life has turned upside down, or even better downside up...! I can see things slowly coming together, the garden takin' shape, my room, the famous burglar alarm, and soon-to-be landline and heavy door ;-)
More, more, more! And yes, despite all this, there is so much more! At times, like this morning, I get up at 5.30am and think to myself "I just want to stay in bed!"...As I said before, I hardly sleep, "I am too excited!!!" (as I remember being said in an EuroDisney advert)..Luckily, I still have other urban things to keep me occupied and I can still excuse myself with BTK, work or some other city business.
But the question remains: Can I do it? Can I "sustainably" wake up every day and go there, alone, in the little village forgotten by civilisation, can I wake up there alone, day after day...I mean, what do you do in the village? Apart from being occupied in the garden - well, that's enough and far too much! There is work to be done, from now till after 3-4 years.
But just recently, I started yearning for a friend, for someone to share my passion, to wake up next to me (ok, they can wake up in the other room, I am not necessarily talking about a lover here) and smile, and to keep me company in the garden. I love the little lizzards and the birds I keep mistaking for snakes (wait until the summer, darling!) but this is a totally new dimension of ALONE...And I guess, another challenge ;-) Who said I loved challenges? Yes, I know, I did, but this time I'd rather do with an easy ride!
Talking about rides, in the purely physical sense of the world, I have to tell you this. Only Monday night I was sitting with Pipi and Emil, talking about life in the little Bulgarian villages and more specifically, how men treat women...bla, bla. Bla, bla, my ass;-) Sorry guys but I saw it happening LIVE yesterday.
Here she comes, the village "common" lady (as they call her) - she is very pretty, in her late 30s and I must admit I quite like her. But listen to this, slowly but surely, I am told all the village gossip. I guess subconsciously I must have asked to hear it but God!.... she is going out with this one, and the other one, and she's got a child from a third one (by the way, that child is forgotten somewhere in an institution?!) and now, the local policeman comes, with his Jeep, fancy and quite slimy in my eyes, and off she goes...with him...but where are they going? In my world, I have male friends, who come and visit, we have coffee and chat but "sweetie pie, you are so naive, they are just off to shag" - another quote from my NOW.
Please, God, give me good weather, health and hope and a nice soulmate;-)
I love you!
In the last few weeks, my life has turned upside down, or even better downside up...! I can see things slowly coming together, the garden takin' shape, my room, the famous burglar alarm, and soon-to-be landline and heavy door ;-)
More, more, more! And yes, despite all this, there is so much more! At times, like this morning, I get up at 5.30am and think to myself "I just want to stay in bed!"...As I said before, I hardly sleep, "I am too excited!!!" (as I remember being said in an EuroDisney advert)..Luckily, I still have other urban things to keep me occupied and I can still excuse myself with BTK, work or some other city business.
But the question remains: Can I do it? Can I "sustainably" wake up every day and go there, alone, in the little village forgotten by civilisation, can I wake up there alone, day after day...I mean, what do you do in the village? Apart from being occupied in the garden - well, that's enough and far too much! There is work to be done, from now till after 3-4 years.
But just recently, I started yearning for a friend, for someone to share my passion, to wake up next to me (ok, they can wake up in the other room, I am not necessarily talking about a lover here) and smile, and to keep me company in the garden. I love the little lizzards and the birds I keep mistaking for snakes (wait until the summer, darling!) but this is a totally new dimension of ALONE...And I guess, another challenge ;-) Who said I loved challenges? Yes, I know, I did, but this time I'd rather do with an easy ride!
Talking about rides, in the purely physical sense of the world, I have to tell you this. Only Monday night I was sitting with Pipi and Emil, talking about life in the little Bulgarian villages and more specifically, how men treat women...bla, bla. Bla, bla, my ass;-) Sorry guys but I saw it happening LIVE yesterday.
Here she comes, the village "common" lady (as they call her) - she is very pretty, in her late 30s and I must admit I quite like her. But listen to this, slowly but surely, I am told all the village gossip. I guess subconsciously I must have asked to hear it but God!.... she is going out with this one, and the other one, and she's got a child from a third one (by the way, that child is forgotten somewhere in an institution?!) and now, the local policeman comes, with his Jeep, fancy and quite slimy in my eyes, and off she goes...with him...but where are they going? In my world, I have male friends, who come and visit, we have coffee and chat but "sweetie pie, you are so naive, they are just off to shag" - another quote from my NOW.
Please, God, give me good weather, health and hope and a nice soulmate;-)
I love you!
понеделник, 6 април 2009 г.
Freedom
My 6th April started bright and early, with a great bike ride in South Park...Happy to report, Hakercheto is doing a fabulous job so far;-)
And then, life hit me with this blog post I promised not to publish here..Little flower bunny, read on...once again, here and now, out in the open - what I think of the whole dramma-ramma;-)
You see, I only wish to comment on the freedom aspect of the whole soap story, as it was described;-)
What is freedom? And who can pretend for the title of a free man?
Well, well...my sweeties, I have thought long and hard about this and for me:
Total freedom = openness, honesty, ability to look at yourself in the mirror and smile, self-belief and self-acceptance, love....
Somehow, freedom just does not conjuge with little man-made games, hiding behind faceless blog profiles, egoism and self-centreness...
You know, I also make compromises with my freedom...sometimes, when it is worth it.
But this hides another aspect of the so-called free souls - the ability to understand, to make a conscious compromise with themselves in order to maintain the balance in this Universe...
Something else comes to mind - freedom is the free will to not be free...And yes, freedom is love...And a free man is always alive...
I've seen you - you don't look alive to me;-)
And as it goes, I wish you love, I wish you heaven, but most of all - I wish you freedom!
Do you think you can ever measure up to this?!!
You run and you live...at least a while. But dying in your bed, a while from now, will you regret the only chance you had to be totally free?
And then, life hit me with this blog post I promised not to publish here..Little flower bunny, read on...once again, here and now, out in the open - what I think of the whole dramma-ramma;-)
You see, I only wish to comment on the freedom aspect of the whole soap story, as it was described;-)
What is freedom? And who can pretend for the title of a free man?
Well, well...my sweeties, I have thought long and hard about this and for me:
Total freedom = openness, honesty, ability to look at yourself in the mirror and smile, self-belief and self-acceptance, love....
Somehow, freedom just does not conjuge with little man-made games, hiding behind faceless blog profiles, egoism and self-centreness...
You know, I also make compromises with my freedom...sometimes, when it is worth it.
But this hides another aspect of the so-called free souls - the ability to understand, to make a conscious compromise with themselves in order to maintain the balance in this Universe...
Something else comes to mind - freedom is the free will to not be free...And yes, freedom is love...And a free man is always alive...
I've seen you - you don't look alive to me;-)
And as it goes, I wish you love, I wish you heaven, but most of all - I wish you freedom!
Do you think you can ever measure up to this?!!
You run and you live...at least a while. But dying in your bed, a while from now, will you regret the only chance you had to be totally free?
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