Когда иду на съёмку, не всегда могу словами выразить чувство, которое сидит во мне и которое хочется передать, но стараюсь прислушаться к себе, увидеть кадр заранее, именно его атмосферу... И когда на съёмке понимаешь, что твои герои каким-то неведомым образом настроены на одну волну с тобой, и чувствуют то же, что и ты - это ли не волшебство?
Варечка @varvaraneretina, спасибо тебе за съёмку!
I realise I haven’t posted in a while. Sometimes I feel like I don’t have much to say. It’s all going on in my head but I’m not sure how to get it out. On Sunday I ran a half marathon which has knackered me for the rest of the week, thank goodness the husband is on hand to cook the dinners every night!!! The middle one has had some weird sickness bug....she’s totally fine then throws up the contents of her stomach. Last night she called me to let me know she was going to be sick....but she didn’t run to the toilet. She waited for me and then did it all over the stairs! 😭
We have a party to sort on Saturday, a cake to bake, another run on Sunday, a birthday on Monday and then we’re in the last few days before he goes away again. Whilst fitting in another birthday and the long lost of things he wants done before he leaves!! We don’t actually have a leave date yet....meant to be the third but more than likely they’ll bring it forward and he will miss Louie’s birthday. So tonight I can’t sleep. Louie won’t even know....but we will! 😭
I found my little pieces of happiness in the harshest places upon the Planet. It probably sounds as if it might have been a toil, yet in a way, it wasn’t all that difficult. I guess...
Maybe, it was because I was a child. A golden blue light which had only momentarily been shot from the Source Light. At the beginning, a lot was quiet. I mean that I was quiet. In spite of everything that was war-like outside of myself, in the pool of my heart was a blue lake of tranquility.
The sad thing afterwards was that I grew up. I guess, like many others just like me, I thought I had to. I suppose it meant that I had to pretend to be just like everyone else; as warmongering as everyone else; as spiteful as everyone else; and as dumb as everyone else. For a while I was quite the villain of my own story. You see, I hurt myself a lot.
The way everyone else was always hurtful towards themselves; and I took it all in; and in the end I wounded my own heart in such tremendous profundity I lost sight of my Core. I sometimes wonder if God knew of my suffering, and how He felt about it.
But I guess, it doesn’t really matter now.
I’ve found my little pieces of happiness in the darkest crooks and cracks of my beaten heart. I’m a big girl now, you see. I can create anything I want. I can rebuild the world one gentle gesture at a time. And everything will be kind and safe.
It probably sounds as if it is going to be a grandiose toil, yet in a way, I guess it won’t have to be all that difficult from here on. I’m a Blue Ray Magician.
5111 minutes ago
Pom pom sorting! Extremely simple to set up and lots of options to sort! Stand back and see what option your little ones mind takes! Sort by colour, by size, by texture or don't sort at all and rather start 'cooking' mixing, scooping and using tweezers as togs! I also love watching what happens when there are pom poms that don't fit into the choosen sort and the justification kids minds create! Fantastic for developing fine motor skills too. *scooper is actually a tea strainer from kmart! Works perfectly and was only $1!
Flashback to a five and a half Cla in the 90s, that is about to make her dream come true 20 years later, in a few months: meeting her childhood idols! E se a Cla de lá soubesse que esse ano ela está prestes a realizar um mega sonho de ver seus ídolos ao vivo? Saca só a pose bem Sandy! Quem mais tá ansiosa, a postos pra rever nossa história com @sandyoficial e @junior_lima e voltar no tempo?? Hahahah! Vem, julho!!! ❤✨
Eto ung childhood experience ko ang maging bayuot sa kama ng lola ko sa twing may nightdream ako pangGising ko wet na ang pwet ko at uuwi ako sa kabilang bahay namin at ssbihin sa mama ko "ma ihi ako , away kita naging bampira ka" 😂😂😂 Sa panaginip ko bampira mama ko 😂😂
Labas mga 80's 90's na nakaranas neto . 😍
GOOD MORNING KABSATs ! 😍
Back in my childhood, I used to ride this really big Hero Atlas bicycle which we called Budho (old) cycle with this technique called Kainchi (Scissors). We kids could not ride the huge cycle from the seat because of our short height. And our parents could not afford to buy us a separate smaller one, so we just learnt this half-pedal technique to ride bikes. I could not find many video/picture related to the technique so I created this animation by myself, if anyone is looking for how it is done or just wants to reminisce their childhood like me.
Please comment or share is you like this 😊
I like you and I wish you liked me too
No matter the time
Because when I see you
My eyes seem to open wide
Seeing the world
Just a tiny bit brighter
If only you were able to see what I see
We could finally be
cr: cribblingdepression on yt
20120 minutes ago
This day was all about childhood.. we went to Fujiko F Fujio Museum, who is the creator of famous Doraemon..
Not only our child, but we adults enjoyed it as well..
Located in Kawasaki suburbs, the place give nostalgic feeling and reminds me of all the comics that i read many years ago...
The best thing was the ticket includes 20 minutes movie time in their theatre..
A realization thought, they actually release a movie almost every year in Japan, but unfortunately not played in Indonesia..
That day we also got the chance to meet the humble Hachiko and experience the Shibuya crossing.. not as crowded as i thought, maybe because of wrong timing. But indeed it was a fun day..
17120 minutes ago
Fabrizio y Rhianna, dos estupendos modelos y seres de luz que he visto crecer.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ En el Día Mundial del Síndrome de Down, recuerda que somos lo que damos a nuestros niños.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Somos la empatía, el respeto y la inclusión que otorgamos al prójimo.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Somos futuro en la medida en que jugamos limpio al presente.
I come from a signature Marathi family that has been in Pune since forever. As a child, for me, summers meant family time. And what better occasion than the searing outdoors to come together at home and gorge on the copious amounts of hapus-amras and tup-poli, with the mandatory prelude of the kairi-panha. For years on end, summers meant rekindling the familial warmth, get-togethers and every once in a while, a big fat family vacay.
Things have changed a lot. Now, there’s a great sense of singularity to spending leisure time. Collective enjoyments that used to ring in a heartening community sentiment seem to have become outmoded, or at best, reserved only for limited time slots.
I am unapologetically old-school in many ways, and that explains why I miss my childhood summers, the ever-ringing doorbells, crammed kitchens and late night family antakshari sessions. Summers now feel so different.
But thankfully, some things don’t change as fast. Festooned with abundant rows of raw, green mangoes, the majestic mango trees in our backyard garden are still as embracing. I greet them every morning, and they’re looking so endowed and cheery right now. I cannot wait to lay my hands on the bucketful of raw mangoes, only to wolf down a few right away, pickle some and pulp the others. Maybe, I can rewind and have a pickle-party for the entire family? #notes#personal#musings#summer#thoughts#familytime#rawmangoes#pickle#alphonso#childhood#memories#feelgood#celebrateseasons
4222 minutes ago
Que belleza mi gordita. Yo una cholita, gracias al bronceado de los veranos en Salamanca 😅 Qué lindos recuerdos 🧡 #momdaughter#childhood