Happy Halloween !

I have never celebrated Halloween in my childhood. I can’t put the blame on my parents except on the communist society in which we lived then. Even communism has not been able to change people’s faith in religion. And that’s why  at the beginning of November we commemorate the deceased people.  I mean in a night determined by the church we were going to the cemetery where we light candles and place them on tomb of our beloved ones. It was an unforgettable evening where the cemetery is converted into oases of light, thanks to hundreds of lighted candles in the memory of those in eternity.

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What remains after humans are only candles which burn in the night to bring the light into the darkness. It is an amazing imagine. In that evening, around the graves, we were listening to beautiful stories about our grandparent parents, which for me were fascinating. They were beautiful stories about the deceased. I remember that while I was listening to the stories I was watching their tombstone and I was trying to I imagine their face and likeness. But the most important for a child were cakes and cookies that people give them like alms for the loved one. It was the favorite cake or cookie of the deceased one, another way to find out more about them.

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These traditions have created unforgettable memories and it is what I want to do, beginning new traditions while we integrate it into the Canadian society. Just to be clear I am not and I will never be into the horror crap. I think that the horror crap in an invention of the sick and bored part of the human brain. I am trying to perceive the good roles of Halloween. One of them and the most important for me are spending time with my family using the artistic part it. Garnishing the house inside outside with Halloween decorations and carving pumpkin together with my daughter are most significant parts of the Halloween for me.  Then is the part of giving candy to the kid that I am seeing like alms for the loved one.

I have some pictures that I want to share with you.

First pumpkin

Taking out the seeds

Attaching the pattern

Marking the pattern

And voila the Skull

The second pumpkin

Taking out the seeds

Marking the pattern

The Ghost

Pumpkin parade

Happy and safe  Halloween!

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Photos 2 courtesy of http://g1b2i3.wordpress.com

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Dominican resort

Punta Cana,  Gran Bahia Principe,  Bavaro resort.

Boat wreck

Mermaids on the beach

Jamaicans

Punta Cana

Punta Cana

Punta Cana

Punta Cana

Punta Cana

Punta Cana

I believe!

I believe that I will learn something new

 Every morning when I wake up.

I believe in a new step

Even when I feel that is nothing left.

I believe in oblivion

Because is happening for a reason.

I believe that every kick in the ass it’s a step forward

No matter how painful it would be.

I believe that every good or bad event

It will make us stronger.

I believe in parents love

Even when they are disappointed.

I believe in the kindness of those around me

Even when they are reluctant to show it.

I believe in the promises of my loved one

Even when I lost faith in them.

I believe in second chance

 But my faith will stop after that.

I believe that to a sincere smile

Even the grumpiness can change.

I believe in a world fill with kindness

Even if is so much cruelty.

I believe in love

For the people who hate each other.

I believe in faith

For every soul in the world.

Word

We invented words so we can explain ourself better,  at first only to make distinction between “give me a stone” or “stone you”. We have improved our words so much that we need sometimes dictionaries to understand them.

Today words are the bridge between your thoughts and what others can see in you. Nobody really know how you feel or what you think if you don’t describe it in words. And if we could not have said any word, we certainly find other ways to express ourselves. But we are not. And many times we forget to use words. We forget to say if we are sad, happy, worried or frightened. And most of the time we forget to say “I love you” or ” I miss you” even when we feel that way. And just like that, a moment will come in which between what we feel and what we express will be a difference so large that those around us will get confuse. They will not understand us and together we will suffer. And all this is happening because we forget that our thoughts don’t speak for us or no one can hear them. So let’s talk and write words, even if sometimes we speak before we think, because only using these words we will we be able to understand us better . And if we use offensive words  let’s not forget that there are also pardon words.

Remember always that you need tu use words to be heard.

My Angel

One night Sublime

 An Angel came into my dream.

Discerning

At my childish whim

Surrender

To my wish to wander

Provide

Enormous wings to glide

With flair

Guide my flight into the air

Revealing

Marvels of creation

At last

She touch me with her sight

Relieve my

Soul back into life.

Sunrise over Atlantic

Sunrise over Atlantic in  December 2011 Punta Cana. Enjoy the pictures.

The joy of accomplishment.

Today on our way back from the school bus stop my daughter started to get so excited to tell me the good news from school. Because she has done a great job at math the teacher made her  “Super Star” and she even get a princess sticker. You know that I am very proud of her and my pride grew in the same way as her joy did while she continued to tell me every detail about her great achievement.

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This has made me think of moments of joy that I have experienced myself and share them with my loved ones. From simple successes as a great marks in school, build a castle in the sand or throw a stones on lake and to be bouncing off four times our personality can grow.  And all these, small accomplishments, are shaping your character so you can achieve bigger success like riding your bike, finishing your university or the birth of a child.

Every time when this moment happens your heart is beating madly with joy, your hands shaking with excitement and you’re thinking how to get as soon as possible at home, where hopping you don’t know who to call first. It makes you to realize that we need to share our joy with somebody that we love or we care. It is etched in our genes the desire of expression of a great news.

You want your loved ones to share the joy. But why? What “benefit “of joy waiting to get through this? Just a sentence like “Great job” hear from someone you love can make you feel accomplished?

I think that the reward for this accomplishment is building our personality and faith with the help of the loved ones.

How is called this need to quickly tell someone about your accomplishments?

People are crazy.

Yesterday while we visited Niagara on the Lake  we saw a strange billboard on one of the store window.

Now as you can see from the picture it’s about a store that is selling sauce. I was shocked but at the same time impressed with the innovation spirit of those who own the shop. My first instinct was to get into the store and to see these sauces. But the names of these sauces made me give up.Those names are the side effects of certain diseases which frankly I wouldn’t want to hear about them or encounter them by ingestion these sauces.

This store owner must be crazy or desperate for costumer but if you look closely you will find that some of the sauces are sold out. For me this means that the ” People are crazy”

 

Niagara on the Lake

Today we enjoy a beautiful day on Niagara-on-the-Lake  which is a Canadian town located in Southern Ontario where the Niagara River meets Lake Ontario in the Niagara Region of the southern part of the province of Ontario.The surrounding region of this town has dozens of wineries, including those making the world’s largest volumes of ice wine. The town is also known for its beautiful gardens, art galleries and antique shops. Also you can enjoy a horse-drawn carriage around the historic site of the town.

St. Mark’s Church

Lieutenant-Governor John Graves Simcoe

Lieutenant-Governor John Graves Simcoe

The Court House,

The Court House,

Cenotaph and clock tower

The Court House,

Cenotaph and clock tower

Cenotaph and clock tower

Greek restorant

Souvlaki

My thoughts.

I thought I should stop thinking so much. Every thought brings with him dozens and hundreds of little thoughts and themselves with others are so on until these small thoughts echoed my thoughts. Thinking to hard a simple thought will simply get you to think wrong on some stuff that you did not have to think at all.

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But then I think that the thought of not thinking still bothers me. No, I can not get out of my thought that the thought is what it raised me. Our thoughts give us value. Without thinking what would I be?

And while I get lost in thinking too many thoughts  a nice thought ran through my head that if I could only teleport my hundreds of thoughts from my mind to your mind and together with your thoughts  we can born a better and more useful a thought.