Summer Literary Evening

This Friday (August 2’19) I was absolutely delighted to be able to meet with a group of dear friends at a public library to celebrate the current summer season.
Before our evening together began, I was happy to be able to greet them all with the famous piece, called “The Lonely Shepherd“, by Gheorghe Zamfir (who is a famous Romanian Master of the pan flute). 
Additionally, the French lavender and the Egyptian geranium oils from my aromatherapy diffuser filled the room with a very suave and relaxing summery fragrance, truly appropriate for the moment.
While at this page I’m happy to share that new friends are continuously joining us, so we had a brief round of introductions around the circle, which allowed my guests to feel very comfortable with each other, and facilitated a true heart opening experience deeply enjoyed by all.

Then our program continued with a number of presentations, which I will briefly list below. 
Our dear friend Dorina Aldea brought a beautiful summer journal featuring their trip to Alaska, where they got acquainted with the existence of the Romanian historical figure, George Pomutz. 
Dorina was kind to submit the essay she wrote and read that evening to all, and for the convenience of our readers, it is published in the comments section.  

Portrait: George POMUTZ (1818-1882)
George Pomutz was a Romanian Revolutionary, American Civil War General and US Diplomat.  
He was “a young Romanian who had fought for freedom in the 1848 revolution, and later immigrated to America. His name in Romanian language means ’little tree’. Once on American soil, he volunteered for Lincoln's Army and fought in some of the key battles of the Civil War including Vicksburg and Atlanta. Then he went on to become a general in the army and later an American diplomat, serving in Russia where he helped negotiate the American purchase of Alaska. In 1944, long after his death, the Romanian community in the United States donated money to build a battleship, named for Romanian-American General George Pomutz. The ship named for the ’little tree’ served in peace and war, always a symbol of strength and vigilance. “

In the comments section I am publishing a more detailed biography featuring the life of this Romanian general.  

Further, our friend Doina introduced us Daniela Miga, who was the God mother of her children. Also, Doina read to the entire group a chapter from a book written by Daniela Miga (book which nowadays exists only in manuscript format), describing a childhood summer and the time she spent in her family garden, in Constanta, Romania.  

Portrait: Daniela MIGA (1917-1999)
Daniela Miga – a poet, writer and artistic decorator, was the daughter of Ernestina and Ion Miga (who was a well known pharmacist in Constanta, Romania). In the comments section I am publishing few articles in original, which refer to Daniela Miga as well. 

Then our dear friend Adina introduced to the entire group her lifelong friend, the Romanian poet, Monica Pillat and recited one of her works, called “Mergeam prin Balcic“ (the entire poem is published, in original, in the comments section). 

Portrait: Monica PILLAT
Dr. Monica Pillat is professor of English & American Literature, writer, poet, literary critic & editor, just to name a few of her beautiful professional achievements.
In the comments section I am posting few biographical notes, as publicly circulated by Humanitas Editorial House.

To our further delight, our evening together continued with the presentation of Sandu, who introduced us a book called “Toward the heights of success (The happiness formula) “, written by Pavel Corutz. Needless to say how exited everyone became when Sandu was kind to share that happiness is something we all can learn, emphasizing that after all happiness is a choice. The concept in itself ignited an interesting series of conversations, which definitively will continue to some extent during our future sessions.
At this point, our dear friend Adina, who is also a PhD. in neurobiology, confirmed that from a scientific stand point, neuropathic highways could be modified by proper thinking.
Also, a number of applied psychology remarks ensued from the entire group and the name of Jordan Peterson surfaced (Dr. Peterson is a Canadian clinical psychologist, a renowned professor of psychology and public speaker).   

Then our friend Ileana further elaborated on some psychological aspects of our modern society, highlighting the contemporary trends of personality transformations. Later, in order to remain true to our topic of the day, the current summer season, Ileana recited for us all the poem “Vara la tara“, by George Toparceanu (the entire poem is published, in original, in the comments section). 

Next, our friend Lidia recited the poem “Cine poate sti“, by Ana Blandiana, who is a Romanian poet, essayist, and political figure, considered one of the leading contemporary authors (the entire poem is published, in original, in the comments section).

Last, but not least, our friend Camelia recited the poem “Zi de vara“, by George Toparceanu (the entire poem is published in the comments section).

After all the presentations were delivered, I was very pleased to congratulate two of our dear friends who just recently (only few weeks ago) became grannies; a bunch of good wishes were neatly written in the greetings cards our two friends were gifted with.

Without any doubt, time was flying by very fast. We wrapped up the evening together with light refreshments, snacks many of us brought, and lengthy conversations.

As things nicely unfolded during the time we spent together, once again I realized how delightful and nourishing could be to spend time with like-minded people; the instant synergy that is created during our group conversations always is warming up our hearts from inside out and that in itself is truly beautiful!

Anyhow, once again, by this note as well, I’m extending my sincere appreciation to my dear friends who were able & willing to put few hours aside so we could meet at the end of another long week to discuss poetry, summer journals, national history, society trends, cultural movements & life in general. Kudos to each of them! 
Till we meet again, my best greetings to all!
Alice

“Be happy not because everything is good, but because you can see the good side of everything.“ 

This event has been delivered in Romanian Language, featuring Romanian culture. 

About SIMPLICITY

According to many, simplicity is the state of being simple (but not 'empty' or meaningless); concisely speaking, it is the ability of one to express in a plain while orderly manner. 

From an advanced perspective, simplicity implies living with very few personal possessions while letting go of consumerism, which significantly changes the approach to life.

For some people, simplicity is the main theme of existence, which allows focusing with clarity and purpose on the essential core rather than getting lost into traps or any interference.
Over centuries simplicity has been associated with happiness, all leading to a long and fulfilling life.
Further on this topic, here is a short tale, which makes it for a nice, quick reading. Enjoy!

Short tale: “Socrates and the Marketplace”

True philosopher that he was, Socrates believed that the wise person would instinctively lead a frugal life. Himself would not even wear shoes, yet he fell under the spell of the marketplace and would go there often to look at all the wares on display. When one of his friends asked him why, Socrates said: "I love to go there and discover how many things I am perfectly happy without."

“Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.” (Leonardo da Vinci)

A story for anyone who's not quite perfect

Dear ones,

Recently I came across this short story, which I would like to share with you…I’m very sure most of you already know it…so do I (since childhood), but reading it again, brought into my awareness a whole new meaning for compassion, forgiveness, humbleness, gratitude and ultimately love, which I believe it could be a good refresher for all as we take a quick moment to ponder about life in general. Please, enjoy this light reading!

"THE CRACKED POT: A Story for anyone who's not quite perfect"

Once upon a time, a water bearer had two large pots, one hung on each end of a pole, which he carried across her neck; one of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect, and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house.
The perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot, in comparison, was deeply ashamed of its own imperfection, and truly miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream: 
"I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you."
"Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?"
"I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said. 

The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path.'
Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming, beautiful wild flowers on one side of the path, and this cheered it some. 
But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half of its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for its failure. 

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?
"That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I benefited from it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate our table. Without you being just the way you are, we would not have this beauty to grace our house."

MORAL: Each of us has unique flaws; in varied way/s, we're all are some sort of cracked pots, but it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding...we've just got to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them, because it is a lot of good out there.

On the road to perfection, often we forget about the flowers from our side of the path, which bring their own fragrance to the journey…please take a moment to observe them, to think about them, spend more time to analyze them and suddenly you will realize that a new dialogue is unfolding – a dialogue between you and yourself, which has the potential of bringing answers to many unspoken questions. 

 “This is the very perfection of a man - to find out his own imperfections.” (Saint Augustine)