Zephyr

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Today’s date marked three months of her stay in the depths of a dense mountain L. She lived in the old house of Mr. and Mrs. Piru. Their age had passed the seventy, and hers wasn’t even the half of them. However she enjoyed their company, the quietness and the freshness of the zephyr visiting occasionally. Most of the time the three of them sat silently, as it was the nature of those winter days. The birds had flown away, many of the animals of the forest were hiding on their shelters, some had not survived the killing frost, so everything around was so silent, calm and so white at the same time.

While Mr.Piru was lighting the fire, Mrs. Piru lightly touched her shoulders, looked over with a hesitation, but she decided to speak after all.

“Honey, tonight is the Big Moon, tonight we are having a feast. I need your assistance, to prepare the traditional cake.”

“A feast?!” –she asked surprised.

“Something extraordinary was happening. Why would they organize a feast? There were only three souls who barely talk to each other. Parting means guests are coming, and there should be music, dancing.”- Bubble of questions arose above her head.

“Yes dear, a feast. Umm…is going to visit us “- Mrs. Piru couldn’t continue the sentence while she was rubbing her hands with an old towel that she was holding.

‘A visitor?’- she whispered to herself.

“In this place kilometers away from civilization, in this season where snow has almost covered all the trees, let’s not talk about the roads. A guest is coming!?“- She asked herself, frustrated.

However she decided to remain silent, she decided to help the old lady. Perhaps it would be something different after all those days of silence and stillness.

At this time of the year, night comes very quickly. So they hurried to bake the cake and the whole house smelled its sweet taste, on the other side Mr.Piru was decorating the room with numerous candles.

“Once a year is this Big Moon…feast, tradition…umm?”- She dared to ask.

“Yes, you are lucky being here this time of the year. Although this is our secret, we decided not to hide it from you, because you came here the exact way.” Said Mrs. Piru.

Her words were illogical, pointless; however, she had to keep silent wanting to experience the whole event, without wondering what it is about.

She went to her room , usually at this time of day she makes a short break. She laid down and closed her eyes. She had promised herself whenever she would close her eyes, never to recall the past, to not remember the wounds, not to recall the memories that brought her a lot of pain. Therefore her thoughts were unrealistic and this was the only way it will achieve her purpose, the purpose for which she had abandoned everything.

Suddenly a cold breath of death covered her while her eyes were closed. It felt like he was nailed to the bed, and couldn’t move her limbs. It was dark and she wallowed at all costs to escape from that situation that was created, she wanted to return to normal, and so she was trying hard and finally she managed to open her eyes and she saw a shadow with a candle in its hand standing silent at the end of her bed.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaa”- she screamed and couldn’t catch her breath.

“Calm down dear, it’s me.”- Spoke with Mrs. Piru with tenderness.

“I guess I had fallen asleep.”

“He is here.”  Said Mrs..Piru.

She got up out of bed, put on her shoes and followed the old woman with a candle, lightning the stairs toward the waiting room.

She was still stunned by what had just happened, her heart was still beating as an old clock, but her curiosity to see the visitor led her to the waiting room, which was full of candles lit by Mr. Piro. The cake stood on the table and four empty wine glasses.

The room was warm, but the objects appeared strange by the candle lights, they seemed unreal as were her dreams anew. The windows were closed by the darkness of the night, while in the sofa next to the fireplace sat a man’s silhouette. She couldn’t see him clearly, the objects of the room were moving as the light of the candles was fleeing over. So she concentrated her look to see the visitor, who had the shape of a man but very uncertain, although the candles were away from him, his body still shone like  it was covered by the  flashing rays of the moon that had deserted the sky that night.

While she watched, his face became clearer; his eyes were staring at her, shining and penetrating eyes. She felt his gaze which entered and spilled across her veins. She panicked for a moment and dared to approach him, while suddenly Mrs. Piru clutched her arm with her hand.

“No”- She said.

“Now is the time to raise a toast for our visitor” – She filled the cups with red wine. She gave one cup to him and the rest to them and they all were standing around the table.

The visitor’s body was shining like he was wearing a phosphoric suit. Mr.Piru whispered a few words in an unknown language and drank a sip of wine so did she. They sat down at the table, joined their hands and touched their foreheads with their finger top, and stayed in that position for a very long time.

She didn’t enjoy their ritual, but continued to look at the mysterious friend who so far hadn’t said a single word. After finishing that unknown ritual, Ms. Piru grabbed with his hand the visitors hand the other one with Mrs. Piru , while she grabbed her hand they formed a hand circle. After a few moments the phosphoric light of the new friend began to penetrate their bodies slowly, moving toward her fingers too. At that moment she was terrified, jumped from the table and shouted:

“What’s going on here, who is this?”

The three of them raised their heads looking at her and smiled.

“Fear not dear, this is Mino, our son “- said Mr. Piro

“Why doesn’t he speak?” – She asked with a trembling voice.

“It is enough that he is here, we are grateful to the Moon Kingdom and the Holly Frost- said Mrs. Piro.

She did not remember that her friend had mentioned a brother. She always complained that it was the only daughter and had been unable to convince the parents to live with her in town. It is certain she would not know for her brother that her parents kept secret. Too many questions were born. What is this visit about, why he came here in this awful weather, how did he come, why he is he illuminated, why he doesn’t speak?

She couldn’t dare ask these questions. Therefore she mumbled,

“How long he will stay?

“Till the dawn darling.” – Mrs. Piro answered with a kind voice.

“But if you are tired, you are not obliged to stay “- intervened Mr. Piro.

She crossed her arms around her chest, trying to stop her heart not to leave her body at that moment. She walked a few steps back and saluted them by saying: “Good night”.

They just nodded and continued the ritual with hand circuit. While he was gazing at her and followed her as she left the room.

“It must be the wine, nothing unusual. It’s their right to keep his son a secret. Perhaps they have a good reason and should remain so.”

She closed the door with a picket, to feel more secure. Stripped off her clothes and lay down under the quilt. Tonight she will visit India because it was in her dream itinerary. She drew the bindi in the middle of her forehead, put the pearls glistening on the head, wore the colorful long dress and began to dance and move her head once to the left and then to the right in the middle of the crowd with the sound of Brahma Di-DA! Da! DA!

And so she fell asleep to wake  up by a touch on her cheekbones. She opened her eyes and dared not say a word. His eyesight was so innocent, so deep, so painless.

“You should not have chosen Brahma, it sounds crisp. Shanta is fundamentally, combined with the sound of the Indian Ocean waves would have created a hypnotic sensation and you couldn’t feel my touch “- he whispered.

She still couldn’t say a word; she was just hearing her breathing and felt the vibrations of her lower lip.

He continued to look her in the eyes, as he had found a treasure after thousands of years of mining.

“I still don’t know your name”- he said.

“I don’t know what my name is, too.”- She barely responded. She had no fear of the unknown, because her whole life she was looking for it. She was afraid of his calm and his gaze.

“They felt a sleep, they have no age to wait for the dawn anymore. So I came here, but I won’t be staying long.”- He continued while his fingertips were touching her neck which was already wet.

“Once this was my room, this was my bed and I always found it empty ‘- and he went on telling her several stories, stories that she had never heard. She experienced all of them with him, she got tired, and fell in a deep sleep.

When she woke up, she looked around, he was not there. She ran down to look for him, but he was not there too. Mr. and Mrs. Piro, were doing their usual chores, and they did not notice her presence,

‘Where is he?’ –She asked them.

“Who?” – They both answered.

She went out to look for him. The entire lawn was covered with snow, which shone as if it were painted with diamond wax and there was no trace, no footprints.

She took a deep breath and felt like her lungs filled with fresh and cold air.

“Until the next Big Moon.” – She said and went back inside.

©burbuqeraufi

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Çdo gjë është energji dhe ne e kontrollojmë atë me fuqinë e mendimeve tona.

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A e dini se një fitues i Çmimit Nobel ka provuar se bota fizike është një oqean i madh i energjisë që materializohet dhe dematerializohet në një ndarje sekonde, pa pushim? Po, ky shkencëtar i mahnitshëm ka treguar se asgjë nuk është e solide. Kjo është bota e fizikës kuantike.

Mendimet tona janë përgjegjës për mbajtjen bashkë të kësaj fushe energjike që gjithnjë ndryshon formën dhe trajtën e objekteve që ne i njohim.

Dhe, tani ju ndoshta pyesni veten – pse ne shohim një person, në vend që të shohim një ndezje grupore të energjisë?  

E pra, le të marrim këtë për shembull – vetëm të mendojnë për një shirit filmi. Një film është një koleksion prej rreth 24 korniza për sekondë. Çdo kornizë është e ndarë nga tjetra nga një hapësirë e vogël. Krahasuar me shpejtësinë këto korniza ndryshojnë, sytë tanë mashtrohen dhe shohin ato si një film të vazhdueshëm. Ose, të mendojnë për televizionin – tubi katodë është një tub i thjeshtë me një grumbull elektronesh që goditin ekranin në një mënyrë të caktuar, duke e bërë iluzionin e formës dhe lëvizjes.

Kjo është mënyra se si janë bërë të gjitha objektet. Të gjithë njerëzit kanë 5 shqisa fizike – shikimin, dëgjimin, prekjen, nuhatjen dhe shijen, dhe secila prej këtyre shqisave ka një gamë të veçantë. Ose, me fjalë të tjera, shqisat tona e perceptojnë energjinë nga një pikë të caktuar të pamjes dhe kjo është se si ata krijojnë imazhe dhe formojnë perceptimin tonë.

Por, mos na keqkupto – kjo nuk është e saktë dhe kjo nuk është e plotë. Kjo është vetëm një interpretim. E pra po, dhe të gjitha interpretimet tona janë të bazuara ekskluzivisht në “hartën e brendshme” të realitetit, por jo të vërtetën reale. “Harta” jonë është rezultat i përvojës kolektive e jetës tonë personale. Mendimet tona janë të lidhura me këtë energji të padukshme dhe përcaktojë se çfarë forme do të marrë. Po, dhe kjo do të thotë se mendimet tona mund vërtetë të ndryshojnë universin – grimcë pas grimce, dhe të krijojnë jetën tonë 3D.

A mund të më bëni një nder – vetëm shikoni përreth jush. Çdo gjë që ju shihni në botën tonë fizike filloi si një ide e cila rritet deri sa të materializohet në një objekt fizik nëpërmjet një seri hapash.

Që  do të thotë se ju fjalë për fjalë bëheni ajo që keni menduar më shpesh dhe jeta juaj është bërë ajo që ju e keni imagjinuar dhe e keni besuar.

Vetëm mendoni botën tuaj si një pasqyrë e madhe. Një pasqyrë e cila ju lejon të përjetoni gjithçka që ju besoni se është e vërtetë në këtë plan 3D (deri sa të ndyshoni atë).

Sipas fizikës kuantike, bota nuk është aq konstante aq sa duket. Jo, bota është një lëvizje e vazhdueshme e cila ndërtohet nga mendimet tona kolektive, individuale duke i ndërtuar, shkatërruar, dhe rindërtuar atë. Dhe, çdo gjë ne kemi menduar se është e vërtetë në fakt është një iluzion, gati magjike.

Por, mos u shqetësoni, sepse ne kemi filluar të vëmë në dukje iluzionin dhe, më e rëndësishmja, ne jemi mësuar se si të ndryshojmë atë.

Për shembull – cilët janë përbërësit e trupit tonë?

E pra, trupi i njeriut ka 9 sisteme: të qarkullimit të gjakut, tretjes, endokrine, muskuloze, nervore, riprodhues, të frymëmarrjes, skeletore dhe sistemin urinar.

Kush i bën këto sisteme?

-indet dhe organet.

Kush i bën indet dhe organet?

-Ata bëhen nga qelizat.

Çfarë i bën qelizat?

– molekulat.

Çfarë e bën një molekulë?

– atomet.

Çfarë e bën një atom?

– grimcat nën-atomike.

Çfarë e bën një grimcë nën-atomike?

– energjia!

Po, besoj se e kuptuat tani-

Ne jemi të gjithë vetëm një dritë energjike në konfigurimin e tij më të bukur dhe më inteligjente.

Ne jemi energji që vazhdimisht ndryshon sipërfaqen dhe kontrollohet nga mendimet tona. Zonja dhe zotërinj, ju jeni qenie njerëzore  e fuqishme. Ekspertët thonë se në qoftë se ju mund të shihni veten nën një mikroskop të fortë elektronik dhe të bëni eksperimente të tjera në të, ju do të shihni se ju jeni të përbërë nga grupacione energjike që ndryshojnë përgjithmonë në formën e elektroneve, neutroneve, fotoneve dhe grimcat e tjera nën-atomike.

Ju jeni energji dhe çdo gjë rreth jush është energji. Sipas teorisë fizike kuantike, akti i vështrimit të objektit është ai që e krijon atë objekt. Por, ky objekt nuk ekziston! Kjo do të thotë se ndërsa ju “vëzhgoni diçka”, vëmendja juaj është përqendruar në diçka dhe qëllimi juaj fjalë për fjalë krijon atë gjë.

Kjo është provuar shkencërisht.

Njerëzit – bota jonë është e përbërë prej shpirtit, mendjes dhe trupit, dhe secili nga këta të tre ka një funksion unik. Gjërat që ju mund të shihni me sytë tuaj dhe përjetoni me trupin tuaj është bota fizike, apo trupi. Trupi është një efekt i krijuar nga një kauzë – mendimi. Por, mos harroni – trupi nuk mund të prodhojë. Trupi mund të përjetojë dhe të përjetohet. Kjo është aftësia e tij unike. Por, nga ana tjetër, mendimi nuk mund të përjetohet. Po, mendimi mund të bëjë, të krijojë dhe të interpretoj ë. Ajo ka nevojë për një botë të relativitetit (bota fizike, trupi) për t’u përjetuar.

Kjo është shumë e rëndësishme për ju për ta mbajtur mend(dhe shumë nga ju ndoshta e dini këtë tashmë) – shpirti është gjithçka, ai që i jep mendim jetës dhe trupit. Trupi nuk ka fuqinë për të krijuar, edhe pse ajo i jep iluzionin se ajo e bën. Ky iluzion është arsyeja e kaq shumë frustrimeve. Trupi është një efekt i pastër dhe nuk ka fuqi për të shkaktuar ose krijuar.

Çelësi është që të përdorin këtë informacion për të parë universin në një mënyrë të ndryshme se sa ne e shohim tani në mënyrë që të manifestojmë atë që ne me të vërtetë duam.

Faleminderit për leximin dhe mos harroni ta shpërndani.

Original source: Mysterious Earth

Gratitude is the KEY.

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Instead of making a list of New Year Resolution, as I did almost every previous years, last year I decided not to do it. So, what did I do?

I wrote a short message to my self in bold and capital letters, “2016 IS GOING TO BE THE BEST YEAR OF MY LIFE” and put it as a folder title in my email list and decided to send emails to myself every time I feel Grateful.

I opened that folder today and got amazed, I had a lot of emails, I couldn’t count them, I couldn’t count my blessings.

Noticing the little things, the tiny sparkles of everyday life makes you forget the great things you want to come into your life, as for it is important to cherish what you have than worrying about what you want.

Surprisingly, as I was going through the list I realized that 2016 was really the greatest year of my life, I am bringing some examples below:

Fights and disagreements with my family- NONE

Economic status of my family better than previous years, although getting the same amount.

I visited my dream country.

Each month we had a family/friends trip to neighboring countries

More family gatherings.

My work atmosphere was very peaceful and creative, toxic friends and colleagues disappeared like Abracadabra , with no effort of my side.

I lost a little weight due to skipping into healthy diet and continuing.

No injuries or health issues of myself and my family.

My sons are doing great at school, although we had difficulties at the beginning with my younger son.

I made my only dream come true by publishing my book, which resulted as a great success by getting excellent feedback from the readers, the book was published into Albanian as well…so 2016 brought me two books and heart full of gratitude.

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Currently I am half done with another GREAT project and I am very exited…and the list goes on and on…Most of all I really learned the lesson that “more you are grateful, more you have to be grateful for.”

Choosing to be grateful for the things you already have instead of asking a list of what you want is the key to a successful, healthy and happy life.

My new 2017 JAR  title is “2017 IS GOING TO BE AN AMAZING YEAR,”…what yours is going to be?:)

HAPPY HOLIDAYS and may all beings be blessed with the feeling of GRATITUDE.

 

 

 

This too shall pass.

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A father in his deathbed handed a closed envelope to his son and said,

“You shall open it when you’ll feel you have no way out of a situation.”

His son had a lot of struggles during his life, but he didn’t open it, until he came upon a very hard situation and thought his father’s gift may help him. When he opened it, he was amazed that there was  just a short written note, “This too shall pass.”

Isn’t that true?  If we look back at our lives, does our previous struggles seem meaningless now? Will our current struggles mean the same in the future?

This short story and short phrase is just a reminder to myself and You. Embrace the day!