In other words---> "To achieve something you never achieved before you have to do what you have never done yet!"
how do you find this??
2008/08/26
this is how it works...
2008/08/16
philosophical
The (V)IP F&F 6 ----> the very IP Famous & Fabulous Six...
Aka: Angelika, Diana, Guillaume, Inaki, Ricarda & me...
Out of the wondrous bunch of people I've met this summer, I would like to talk about some very dear and special five guys.... my mates, my supporters, my closest team members (I love all the team members to be sincere, still they have gained a very special place in my heart!!)
I'll introduce them in alfabetical order as have won all together the first place!!
I'll start from The CM---> center manager for IP company, but known to all of us as Center Mafia... as the mafia-card seems to finish always in her hands!!
She's absolutely great! During those months she has been a motivator and example to me... always stainless, perfectly organized and smiling (NO NAVIGANDO-SMILE, please!!)
I felt I would be able to do anything when around her. A real Angel as her name says, taking care of me as an older sister (though she is younger) teaching me the way of the superwoman!!
Diana my sweetheart, my confident, my consellour, my hug-dispenser, the one with whom I shared naps, mid-night prayers under the tree and deep moments talking about religion while sipping tea... my ice-cream/chocholate girl or to be full-bore: my yammy-ampiky-ampky my sweety pie the apple of my eyes! My gorgeous girl!!! My happy maker!
My hand-in-hand walker, shopping mate and personal-strange picture taker.
Her smile brights me up and I know that she’ll be there for me always, a true precious friend and spiritual sister... she taught me what a listener is and to be patient with myself.
Prince William... ehm Guillaume... our WISH-IS-TO-FLY-OVER-THE-RAINBOW-SO-HIGH... he is my frenchy room-neighbour, a great cooker, my laundry mate in the middle of the night, the greatest singer ever (not only for karaoke nights, but the whole day long!!), my computer-helper, the trustworthy friend who made me laugh for consecutevely hours just with a look of his own, the kiss on your nape boy, the movie-night in his room, the one that introduced me to the world of Ted, Barney and Lily and has made many moments of this summer LEGEN... WAIT FOR IT... DARY!!
By the way.... Have you met Ted???
Inaki... there are no words to describe Inaki, he is my creative-crazy-eccentric mate, he is: “MAAAN!”, the one with whom I’ve spent the craziest moments.... walking & singing to Sainsbury while in Chichester, making a houmus pic-nic in front of Salsbury’s Cathedral, relaxing in our secret chapel, where he would play piano and I would feel regenerated.... my serenade-boy, coming to me with his guitar to make me listen to his creations, the one fulfilling my whish to watch shooting stars, bringing me to a construction site because it suits as an astronomical observatory. He is my dancing and artistic workshops partner, my kite’s builder... the soul who reads me as an open book (and my book dispenser indeed!) and that with no words explains my moods and thoughts... even those floating in the air! The sharing deep thoughts with no-words, my best "freez" actor player! My child-boy with gorgeous-beautiful-unforgettable eyes!
Ricky, the tea&banana party-girl in my room, my adventurous-discover-of-the-world on her own... she got to know all the city with her walks... she’s the ready for having fun mate... the dispenser of good advice at the right time, the example of not giving up untill you've overcome your shortcomings! The good friend for a giggle & a dance! The very colorful soul girl!
I recieved from them more than what I shared with them... they have been my supporters, have strenghten me and made me better....I wouldn’t have made it without them!! They have been my summer joy and I shall bring them with me for eternity... for they have touched my soul!!
Have just 2 words for them: THANK YOU!
2008/08/12
Shooting stars...
The dust and rocks that cause meteor showers come primarily from the Earth passing through the debris stream left behind by a comet as it orbits the Sun. Usually, the Earth's orbit and the comet's orbit are slightly tilted relative to one another. So the paths only intersect on one side!
2008/08/07
T&J
Tahereh Elena Jalal (-->Gloria)
That's my full name... at least on my birth certificate, though everyone knows me (and I wish to be called) as Tahereh. I really like the other 2 names, as I was named Elena after both my Grandmothers (Elena the greek and Elena Carmen the italian). Both very strong and sweet womens, which I love and adore. I was named Jalal/Gloria as I was born on the last day of the month Jalal, in the Baha'ì calendar...
My name is very special for me as it has a special meaning, an overshadowing one. For those not acquainted with the story of Tahirih, I'll try to give a simple and straight portrait of Her.
She was a beautiful young woman, and so far you would say nothing special, but she was indeed, as among her virtues and qualities she was widely known and respected for her deep knowledge of the Quran and Holy Scriptures and admired for her wisdom, moreover she was very eloquent and an appreciated poet, which in the time and place she was living (Persian empire, mid-ninetheenth century...) was oustanding!
I must say her all life was outstanding... her father, a Mullah, introduced her to the studying of the Holy Writings and was soon astonished by her deep understanding. Many learned came to question her and be adviced on different matters. She would sit behind a curtain (for it was prohibited for men to see women in face) as men would come to meet and discuss theological issues with her father, they would always refer to Her.
She was a searcher of the Truth. Studying the books of that time She came across a master of a divinity (theology) school, who was inviting his students to search for the Qaim (or Promised One) foretold in the Holy Writings, throughout the country, as it was The Time for His coming. Many of those students were sent across the country to search for their Beloved, the longing of their hearts... wouldn't you do the same if someone told you that God has sent another Messanger and He was living among you?? So Tahirih wrote to the master eager to know more, but her letters arrived too late, when the old learned has already passed the way. But a true heart in search for God is always guided and eventually Her uncle brought her some Tablets (Holy Writings) of a young man from Shiraz, Who was proclaming to be the Messanger of God, sent to prepare humanity for the coming of Him Whom God Would Manifest, a far Greater One, awaited and foretold in the Writings of all the previous Revelations. His title was Bab (meaning The Door) through whom all would knew the Glad Tidings. Tahirih felt immediately that what She was reading, those news, weren't the ravings of an insane, but the powerful Words of the Voice of God for this Era. Has happened to many in those days and lately on, She recognized the station of the Bab as a Manifestation of God in a dream, and started immediately to spread the Glad Tidings - inviting her relatives, her fellows, countrymen and women to find out about the Message of the Bab and the coming soon of a new Manifestation. For her love and desire to share the News She was persecuted, banished, taken away from her children and beaten by her own husband and uncle, for her teaching other women to read/writing and think with their own head (She opened a school) was confined in the house of the Kalantar and prohibited to meet anyone, for her being the first woman believing and recognizing the Truth of equality of men and women, not only in front of God's sight, but also in front of society She was put to death...
Since I learned the story of the Heroine of the Baha'i Faith I was named after, I felt unworthy of bearing it, but it also made me stronger and helped me facing many difficulties in my life, as I tried to behave in such a way to be worthy of such a Name... I'm not Tahirih, I'm just me, with all my imperfections and my mistakes, but I feel a profound love for Her as is my inspiration in many moments of my life.
*I beg your pardon if in my recallings of the story of Tahirih I've made any inaccuracy or mistake, and invite you to read one of those books:
- The Dawn-Breakers: Nabíl’s Narrative of the Early Days of the Bahá’í Revelation
- Tahirih, by Clara A. Edge
- Tahirih The Pure, by Martha L. Rooth
- The woman who read too much, by Bahiyyih Nakhjavani
2008/08/04
Why on earth did I change the name of the blog???
Well, I changed it as people kept asking if it was really me writing....