Felines vs Females

I've been always associating certain women with cats…

Neat, spoiled, graceful, elegant, delicate, aggressive sometimes, playful… Often a female’s movements, gait, glance, traits of character and even actions remind me of a cute, cunning feline who likes to toy, philander, tease - a fluffy quadruped who adores being pampered, massaged, worshiped...

I’ve noticed such a behavior when it comes to a woman's sexuality and her relationship with males.
Some ladies are obedient and so lovely... "Yawning" and "mewing", these pussycats make their man feel like a fearful, omnipotent lion. Others are more aggressive, jiggly and go gaga over bantering their mascule… Just like the classic scenario with the mouse. 

Many times I think of this original combination: felines-females. And I find it very tantalizing.  
For this reason I do sensually propose you to glance at the following images. Hope they will bring you at least a pound of delight if not something more explosive…  

Enjoy wandering your eyes through this erotic gallery decorated with bombastic naked shapes and charming cats. Intended for you to visually appreciate this beauty and enjoy with great relish...

 

Photo Challenge - Solitude

Sleeping in Solitude...

That's the Sleeping Indian - a mountain in Wyoming. It resembles an Indian chief attired in a feather headdress, stretched out on his back.  Amazing sight!

For more photos on this topic, visit mountaingirl's blog.

One More Candle on the Cake!

I am a big, big girl

In a big, big world...

One more year jostles the days I've lived on the Earth and comfortably lodge there,in my collection called LIFE...
It's the very time to focus on other facial creams...
One more candle on the cake...

Wishes... bouquets of roses... smiles... moments of happiness... delicious dishes... extra attention... gifts... pictures...

"Today I can be the bad girl. It's my birthday!"

"Oh, yes! Let her do that! It's her birthday!"
"Of course! We perfectly understand that! It's your birthday!"

Today I am the princess! I am the Goddess, ladies and gentlemen!
And I like this posture very much!

That happens every year, on 8th of December! The 342nd day of the year!
I love this date. I like this number. I love my parents and I am just happy for being me - a 89% Saggitarius!

Kim Basinger, Horace, Diego Rivera, Mikey Robins, Teri Lynn Hatcher, Sinead O'Connor... me... so insignificant for others, so precious for others. So little but with soooo many... dreams... And so happy!

Let your wishes come true, XOXO!

Happy Birthday!

What is Life?

It happened one sunny day in the afternoon. The park was enjoying the silence that has generously dominated every inch of it.

On the branches of the trees birds were peacefully sitting in the shadow. Most of them were sleeping. Others were meditating...

Suddenly a dandy baby sparrow shook its head and posed a philosophical question: “What is life?”

The park woke up in a jiffy. All those around were surprised at how difficult the question was for a baby. However, they decided to explain the definition of this word. It was a kind of brainstorming...

An elegant rose just came out. Opening its innocent, perfect petals it said: “Life is an opening!”

A vivid butterfly that just sat on the flower's blood-red petals claimed: “Life is freedom!”

A handsome dandelion smiled at the sun. Its suave body and beautiful capillary adornment were dancing lazily in the playful wind. Greeting friendly the wind the thin flower trembled and groaned: “Life is evanescence.... bingo!.... just evanescence!”

Down there, on the ground an ant was heavily carrying a straw of wheat. The burden was ten times bigger than the insect itself. It stopped for a while then drew a sigh of relief: “Life is nothing else than hard work and effort.”

Up there, high in the sky an eagle was majestically wandering around and shrieked: “Life is height and freedom! I partially agree with the butterfly.”

Then a soothing rain has come and whispered: “Life is tears. Only tears!”

The definitions were so different. The debate was in full swing. The grass, bees, clouds, trees and even a tired lost dog – all they have tried to find the right definition for the word “life”. The baby sparrow, confused and exhausted, was already dreaming the 3^rd dream while the creatures around were still thinking of life.

The night has come. A bright star beneath the moon uttered while snoring: “Life is brightness!”

A man was walking on the empty street with tomorrow in his mind. “Life is a continuous search for happiness... And a crowd of disappointments...”, whispered the man.

The night went away. The dawn has comfortably “parked” itself and said: “I am the beginning of the day that comes while life is the beginning of the eternity…”

Still people ask themselves what life is. To my mind life, death and love... can't be defined. One thing is clear: Life is a gift from God that should be appreciated, loved and lived.

Now I am asking myself, what will be your answer if I would ask you “For you, what does life represent?”

4 Candles

4 candles were burning in an empty room... It was a pleasant atmosphere... Warm... Silence... So soft that you could hear them talking:

- I am Peace. But today people are so angry, envious, violent... They've forgotten about my existence..., complained the 1^st candle.
Gradually the flame diminished and ... went out.

- My name is Faith. People claim they live peacefully without me. I think there is no reason for me to burn. While saying that the 2^nd candle went out, too.

- I am Love. I am so unhappy. People can't love anymore. They put me aside. They can't even love them-selves... - these were the last words spelled by Love (the 3^rd candle). It went out.

At that moment a little girl came in. She saw those 3 unlit candles and said:

- Oh! Why aren't you burning? You have to burn! Disappointed the kid began to cry...

But the 4^th candle spoke:

- No, no, no! Don't cry, little kid! Don't be afraid! As long as I burn you can relight the other candles. I am Hope!

Thus, happy and serene the child took the sparkling Hope in her hand and lighted Peace, Faith and Love!

Let the flame of Hope always burn in your soul... for you to live a life enriched with these 4 precious values!

The Story of the Vivid Butterfly...

or Happiness Depends on Us ...

Once upon a time there was a widower who had 2 daughters. Both ladies were very intelligent and inquisitive. They used to pose lots of questions to their father... The man always tried to come with reliable answers, explanations, facts and examples... However, there were so many things he didn't know...

Being a responsible and lovely father the man decided to offer his daughters the best education values.

Thus, one fine day, he sent his curious girls to one of his friends who was a very wise person. A kind of Osho - one who was capable to give an answer to every question and to the most complicated puzzles. He was a walking encyclopedia.

One sunny day when both ladies were wandering around the blossomed orchard one of the girls caught a beautiful butterfly. She decided to use it for fooling the wise man.

- What are you going to do with it? - asked her sister.

- I will hide the butterfly in my hands. Then I will ask the man whether the insect is alive or dead. If he says that it's dead, I'll open my hands and Voila!- the playful butterfly. I'll let it fly away.
If he says it's alive I will simply squeeze and squash the insect. Haa! This time we will deceive him! Got you!

So said, so done. Ladies came closer to the mild man who was meditating at that moment.

- Here I have a vivid butterfly. Tell me, wise man, is it dead or alive?

Peaceful and serene the wise man smiled at his little "interviewer" and said:

- It depends on you... It's in your hands...

This story deals with our present and future, too. We are the only one who are in charge of our decisions and further steps. Our life is in our hands. Like the vivid butterfly. What are you going to do with it?! - that depends only on you!

La Fin.

Life's Tree!

Make a family album.
.....Bring a smile to everyone. Hug.
Go out for a walk. Help a poor man.....
.....Talk to God. Let your inner child play.
Count the stars. Imitate someone you adore. .....
.... Finish a project. Think. Apply to be a volunteer.
Sing.... Be happy. Make someone feel comfortable.....
Pamper yourself in a bubbly bath. Do someone a favor.
.....Listen to the birds' chirp. Continue a family tradition.
Keep your promises. Smile. Ask for help. Be gentle. Run...
Dream with open eyes. Switch off the TV and talk. Say «Yes!»....
....Laugh. Listen to a friend. Toy with your favorite toy. Promise.
Jump over the skipping rope. Help. Change your hair-do.
.... «Envy» - forget this word. Admire. Love your parents.....
Dance. Help your neighbor. Fondle a child who suffers.
....Forbid yourself to say «I can't» during a day. Seize the day!
Display your happiness. Make a gift. Accept a compliment.....
Let a puppy from the street enter your house and soul.
Feed it! Talk to it! Protect and save it! Be curious. Cry.....
....Look through old pictures. Imagine the sea's waves.
Make a mistake. Forgive. Thank God for sun.....
.....Call your friends. Tell someone «I miss you!»
Start a new day. Don't be angry today!....
..Never forget you are not alone.
Wipe your tears away...
Glorify a good deed.
Write a poetry.
Plant a tree.
Cook a cake.
Savor it.
Play games.
Read a fairy tale.
Go on the swings.
Thank those who accept you.

Plant a Life Tree in your heart and in someone's soul!

Happiness Depends on Us!

While putting the finishing touches to the sculpture of Adam, God still had a piece of clay in his hand.

- What else could I add to your "kit"? asked The Almighty.
- Mould Happiness for me, God! demanded the man.

Thinking a while, God didn't ask anything. He just put that piece of clay in the man's palm.

Or briefly saying:

God will eagerly help you to move a mountain, but don't forget to take a shovel with you.

What do you think about this idea?

Do you believe in FATE?

(to be continued...)

Make Hay while the Sun Shines!

Yesterday, while wandering my lively eyes through the faded pages of my grandma's dusty copybook I've noticed a brilliant quote by an anonymous author:

Time is like a snow-flake. While you try to decide what to do with it, it melts on your nose.

That's a simple, clear saying which hides a deep truth.

You do affirm: “I have a long, beautiful life to live... I plan to marry an amazing man and nurture three kids, a lazy cat, a Pekingese and 2 talkative parrots... We will live in a big house with a rose garden...We'll have our own swimming pool and... ”
Thumbs up! Every one should set goals and have FUTURE plans...
But how about NOW?

Just shake your brains with all your might and let your mind think of life's core. What if tomorrow never comes? - Damn it! You don't like this idea! No wonder! However, always remember, tomorrow is not promised!

By the way, has somebody read “This is Your Life, Not a Dress Rehearsal” by
Jim Donovan? That's an amazing book dedicated to those who aren't capable to value every second of their existence, who “die with their music still in them” (RALPH WALDO EMERSON).
I truly recommend this book to you, dear friends. You have nothing to lose but just an itty-bitty snow-flake.

In a nutshell, life is precious and very unpredictable. Don't hesitate to live it today! Have fun! Take time to stop and smell your neighbor's roses! Appreciate and love the persons who are close to you. Bring them smiles on face and joy in soul. Carpe diem! Seize the day and remember:

Yesterday is history

Tomorrow is a mystery

Today is a gift

That's why it's called the present!

Jim Donovan

PS. I collect quotes from everywhere as others collect coins or postage stamps. From time to time I will "adorn" my blog with such phrases just to wake up your mind. For some instants of meditation...