Category Stories About Myself

An Emerald Eyes

June 2, 2007 0 comments

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When I was born, at me eyes were colors of an emerald. Mother told me that all nurses and doctors from a maternity home came to see me as they have never seen such eyes. They played with me and looked in my eyes for another 10 minutes and then gave me to my mother.

Mom looked at me and thought, why I was born so soon, on May 5th, -- and she has not yet prepared my room and linen had not stroked. She expected me on May, 7 on Thursday.

And behind a window, the spring sun was shining brightly and chestnuts had blossomed.

My mom said that my birth was fast (3 to 5 minutes) and painless, and that for all my life I have not brought her any sleepless night or negative experiences.

She did not want very much my eyes to change. But somewhere through a floor of year my eyes became dark green.

First day at the kindergarten - Leadership

My parents considered me to be a quiet, obedient and happy child. At age 2, I was sent to a kindergarten. My parents were a little nervous whether I could communicate with children.

When my parents came to pick me up in the evening, my coach told them that I am such a leader, so I have convinced all kids to eat the ground, regardless of the fact that most of children were older, they ate the ground anyway. I was such convincing, so all children began to obey me at once.

My mom then was asking me if I ate the ground, but I categorically told her no. My mother asked me a question why other kids ate. I just told her that was because I advised them.

I never was punished for that event. My parents explained me not to overuse my powers any more. Since then, my parents were never afraid about me and my future. They came to a conclusion that I am able to stand up for myself.

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First Time in the Theater

June 2, 2007 0 comments

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When I was about 3 years old, my mum brought me to the theater. There there was a representation of "Snow White and 7 Dwarfs <http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snow_White>"_

It was just about the time for Snow White to eat the poisoned apple. I asked my mother if I could save Snow White and she allowed me. I guess she did not listen because she was still talking. I decided that even my mother did not meant to let me do it, I am going to rescue Snow White.

I started running toward a stage. As I climbed on a stage, I started to tell Snow White a true story about the jealous Queen and the poisoned apple and that I am here&nbsp;to rescue her. And if she will follow me, she finds a place to hide.

I was very convincing. The whole play changed its planned stream.

The theater director and administration came to see me. Everybody was laughing, and nobody stopped me.

Slowly people began to be interested whose child is on the stage. My mother still was not paying attention.

This day Snow White has not eaten an apple and all performance have changed. This event make me and my mother to know the director of the theater and administration. They also remember us for years.

I felt very Happy!

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Gifts for Performance

June 2, 2007 0 comments

I had very happy childhood. I never asked my parents for gifts. I expected gifts only on occasions, like my birthday and New Year. At that time I could ask for nearly anything. My parents were very responsible. They got me exactly as I asked. And I was giving them very complex tasks because I always wanted something every specific. I still have no idea how they possibly could read my mind.

If I wanted gifts on other occasions, I understood that I had to earn them myself. So when holiday season begun, I visited all places and kids parties to get gifts for my performance. I never was shy and if kids were invited to a stage, it was me, me and me. I needed to look for new and new places, so the organizers will not remember me. Even I was handy to change my outfit nonstop, I could not hide personality.

So I did what I liked the most - to be on stage and to read poetry or tell stories. Though I tried not to sign or dance simple because I did not think I had enough skills for that. By reading and memorizing, I always was the best and I even did not need to try hard to compete. Singing and dancing though was never my horse, but occasionally I did it too.

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Making Friends

June 2, 2007 0 comments

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My mother was also surprised that whenever we traveled, I needed to get to know every person in the neighborhood. I told my mother that I am a glue and that I am looking for friends and I have a gift to entertain them and motivate to play. I told her that the more kids I make play the more fun it becomes, not just for me, but for everybody. Everybody will benefit.

I also told my mother that I am seeking very funny and smart friends who are to compete with me. I always wanted to meet strong independent kids - what is hard to find. I told her that I should not miss anybody, so I may learn from them too.

When I played with kids, I even came up with another name, -- I called myself Violetta (from Violet). I seemed unusual to me and people remembered me and my name quickly. I actually told them my true name and the name I want to be called.

My Name

My mother called me Veta and my father called me Liza. They had a fight when they wanted to give me a name. My father wanted to call me Ivana or Alexandra. So my mother decided to show him Ioanna (who was a friend of her mother). This lady was very voluptuous. So my father gave this name up. Then the same happened with Alexandra. My mother found another story that I can have a character "like Amazons <http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amazon>"_ - warrior women

My Mother wanted to call me Vitalina, Victory or Natalya. So my father did not like any of these names.</p> <p>My mother did not want to call me Elizabeth because it was a name of my father&#39;s mother. My mother is a very sensitive woman and she was afraid that I would become as her mother in law and be very angry and envy.

My father secretly went to Marriage Palace and wrote my name as Elizabeth. That is why my father called me always Liza and my mother and her side of the family called me Beth (it actually sounds in Russian like Veta).

My friends call me Lisa. I have a foxy name because lisa is a fox in Russian. I like this idea. And Violetta is likea woman-warrior from Ultraviolet

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First English Teacher

June 2, 2007 0 comments

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When I was 5 years old, I told my parents that I want to learn English.

I think the fact that many friends of my parents were moving to United Sates made a great impression on me. My mother wanted to go and my father told her that USSR will never collapsed. I always listened very attentively to all conversations.

I had an idea that when I grow up and will move to the United states. I even had dreams that I could speak English perfectly. I did not tell this to my parents because I believed that in order to make your dreams come true, you should keep it in secret.

So I told my parents that it is obvious that the whole world speaks English and that is why my parents have to find me an English teacher. I also wanted to find pen-friends in Great Brattain (I believe kids from USSR were not suppose to write letters to American kids). I wanted to know what they do and how they play and have fun.

I had so much fun because some words sounded funny to me. I always laughed when I pronounced a word &quot;elephant&quot; or &quot;umbrella&quot;. I learned to read in English before I started reading in my own language. I loved fairly tales and I imagined that English is a secret language and if I could speak it to fish and birds they understand.

Unfortunately, my first English teacher had a cancer and passed away within a year. I was 6 and once again I did not have an English teacher. I tried to speak with my parents in English. It did not work. My mother memorized &quot;Oliver Twist&quot; , but she could not speak with me, nor understood fairly tales in English.

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How I Caught a Flying Blue Parrot

June 2, 2007 0 comments

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When I was 6, my mother and I were having an exciting trip to Odessa. We had an accommodation in a large hotel on a second floor. When we were sitting on a balcony, I saw a blue parrot on a roof of the restaurant. A parrot was just in front of us because the roof of a restaurant was on the same level with our balcony.

I told my mother, 'Let us catch a parrot with a towel' - because it was the only device we had. In a second we were on a roof and my mother caught a parrot covering him with a towel.

We decided that a parrot should not have a cave and he should be free. We let him leave in a hotel room. He never spoke a word, but he was beautifully singing.

The parrot stayed with us in Odessa for 10 days, and then we brought him home to Kharkov. He lived with us for about a year, and then he flue away. But it was a reason. We got a baby fox as a pet, and she was hunting the blue parrot while he was flying around.

I was on a balcony and saw him leaving us. I hope he did enjoy staying with us.

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How My Mother and I Bought a Baby Fox

June 2, 2007 0 comments

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We've already had a parrot and fish in an Aquarium.

One day my mother asked me if I want to have a kitten. We were discussing what kitten will be the best. I wanted to have angora kitten with a blue eyes, white, large and with a lot of fur.

We discussed this matter because that day a neighborhood cat escaped from his house and came to visit us. It was the cat of a neighbor who lived downstairs, he simply climbed from the balcony. We played with him a little bit and the cat was returned to an owner. An old lady even did not notice that a cat was absent for a few hours.

Next morning we went to Pets Market. People were selling there all kinds of pets. Neither me nor my mother saw a kitten that we liked as I wanted a white kitten with lots of fur and perfectly blue eyes. I told my mother, 'As we could not find a kitten, may be we should consider another animal.'

We looked and looked and the only pet that was of our interest. It was a beautiful baby fox and we bot could not take our eyes of her. She looked wild, different, with a color like a fire and a long furry tale with white on the end.

I told my mother, 'Why don't we buy a fox?' I told my mother that I knew about foxes a lot because it was my favorite character from fairly tales. I also mentioned that I have a foxy name (Lisa in Russian means a fox), and I will teach my baby fox to live in captivity.

I saw my mother eyes. She was convinced. I also told my mother that a fox is a sly and calculating (I mean in a good way, a fox is cunning) and we can learn from her.

So we bought a fox and off we went home.

Guess what - my father was not surprised. He was also very creative. He was a mathematician in his hobby and an engineer in his profession. So he decided to make a house for a fox.

You may not believe me. It happened that we had two pianos. When we were not home, he decided to make a fox house from a black piano. My father was very happy. He made a fox house and the rest of wood, he trough away. Then, my mothers sister, Lena, saw him - that he came back and took all nails from the rest of piano.

Anyway, everybody had a good time.

A Fox was given a fox name "Alice" -- the same name as in Pinocchio's story.

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Alice lived in a kitchen. She had a large chair and she could look when we fixed food for us and for her. Alice also had a fox house that was on a balcony. Mo mother gave her a bath twice a day.

I also learned from my mother to bath Alice and did it whenever I wanted, especially when my parents were not at home.

Everybody loved Alice. I told all kids from a neighborhood that I have a baby fox. So my parents had lots of visitors. Some kids were telling that they came to see Alice.

I heard that kids were telling very secret trusting stories to a baby fox and she seemed to kept secrets well. I had a neighbor kid who lived next door, he was about 5 years old and he could spent hours with Alice.

Imagine how lucky we were. I lured so many kids to become my friends to play with my fox and with me.

My mother also liked to take Alice for a stroll. Alice was always on leash. We never trusted her that she would behave in the middle of a big city.

If you ever happened to have a fox, there are things you should know + A fox needs to take bath 2-3times a day. + You can feed her with a raw fish, and you do not need to take bones out. She will not die. + A fox may still food< + A fox can dig holes

My mother was carefully taking every bone of fish before feeding Alice. Then, once she found that Alice was eating raw fish that she stole from a kitchen and nothing happened to her. Then, I read a book that a foxy in wilderness easily feeds herself.

Another interesting story is that a fox make a hole. It was not a traditional hole. Our inner walls in the apartment were made from wood. Alice found out how to open a secret door and get under the sink. It is hard to believe what she did. She made( she gnaw a wood) a hole to connect to a toilet. It was funny, so she made her feel as if she lived in a forest.

Another thing was that she hided fish in a sand. We kept sand for her to play. We found out immediately because the next day we heard the smell.

A fox was a wonderful animal, wild enough, but very funny. She was hunting fish putting her mouth into an Aquarium; and when the fish got on her language the fox swallowed it.

One day My mother has decided to change the fox for a borzoi - Russian Greyhound). My daddy told me that My mother did it because the fox has bitten her. My mum never complained to me, - so I do not know if it was a joke of my daddy.

The exchange of animals happened so fast, so it was surprise for me when I got back from school. Anyway it was pleasant surprise because a dog was much bigger. And at first some neighbors, most serious, who do not pay attention to little things, were politely asking if our dog grew so fast.

Of course, my mother and I were telling truth that we exchanged a fox for a dog. But people did not believe us and took it as a joke.

I have even more friends because now I had a dog to play.

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The Power of Being Independent

June 2, 2007 0 comments

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Since I remember myself, my parents told me that I am grown-up and I have my duties.

First of all, my parents wanted me to know the right place for every belonging in the house. So that my responsibility is to watch out my parents if they misplace things.

So watched sometimes my parents misplacing things, and I waited until they asked me to find it. If I could, I asked for special gifts for my paying attention. I felt very proud when my parents asked me to search things. Especially I liked to do it in front of their friends because I always wanted to show how smart and special I am.

There was a thing I did not like much when my mother invited my friends to the house. If my friends made a mess in my room or anywhere in the house, I had to clean up and put my things in order. That is why I wanted most of the time to play outdoors and do not let kids making my room a mess.

My parents always supported me to be independent. So at age 5 I was allowed to walk in a city by myself. But... in return I had to clean, cook and be pretty much as Cinderella at home. I never ever argued with my parents. I knew that this way is better because majority of kids should stay at home and deal with their parents in a much stranger way. I wanted freedom, I wanted to be a big dog, so I needed to be obedient and flexible at home.

I remembered when we were in a kindergarten, and a new coach was asking us questions about being independent, I again was a star.

He was asking questions that I thought that everybody should know. He asked the floowing questions:

  • Do you know how to get to your house if you are lost?
  • Do you know where your parents work?

I was on the stage again.

I knew my address and how to get there from different sides of the city. I knew where my parents worked, their phone numbers and even their bosses names. My father was a head of department, and my mother was a director of IT at that time. But anyway they had their bosses.

I told then a story what universities my parents completed, their majors and their hobbies, even their high school achievements. I knew this information about my relatives at least those who lived in Kharkov. I knew their birthdays and dates of marriages. I always considered it to be my responsibility.

I did not win the price that day. But I was pleased.

My mother told me that my future husband may never know how good I was in school. I was arguing with my mother telling that I will tell him myself.

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Adventure - MY first trip

June 2, 2007 0 comments

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When I was 14 years old my parents let me travel by myself. It was spectacular. It was planned, that I shall go to friends of my parents.

It turned out that I forgot their address at home, and my parents were traveling somewhere else and I could not rich them. There were no cell phones or the Internet. I thought that this is even better. I can get acquainted with new friends.

I spent the night going by train from Kharkov to Simpheropol. Then I thought to take a trolley bus to Yalta.

I was very lucky - there was a huge line on a trolley bus, but off there came an excursion trolley bus that happened to have just one free place in it. The driver let me in and during all my trip I was listening to the excursion. It was spectacular because I listened to all stories and old legends about places I am up to visit.

When I took off from a trolley bus, I met a girl. I was 14, and she was 18 and married to a sea captain who was out in flight. She has a nice apartment and invited to stay with her. So I did.

Not only had I the best place to stay, but also I found a create companion. We had a lot of fun. I stayed with her a week and then decided to try to find where friends of my parents live.

I did not remember the name of a bus station where I should take off. I just remembered that the name started with letter P. I took the bus, as I found out later I took the correct bus and my guess was right even with a name of the station. I was going on the bus and suddenly heard the next station is Panizovka.

As I took off, I saw mountains all around me, and there was a small tiny road going down to the ocean shore. There were absolutely no people. I decided to take that road.

A friend of my parents was a director of real estate construction site. The place was isolated and in a distance from the city.

I thought if I won't find a place, I could return to my new girl-friend.

You got to believe that there is a small world and who is seeking will always find it.

I had also a large luggage with me. As I was going down, the road anded. I saw a small house, and the very first people who saw me were my parents friends.

Imagine, how I was surprised as well as friends of my parents.

There were a man, Ivan, and a woman, Albina. They had a girl Oksana, about my age. They immediately called my parents to tell them that I have just arrived.

I had a nice conversation with my mother and father telling them how wonderful I spent my time and that a trip is really adventurous.

I was given a separate house because friends of my parents did not trust me and thought that I could spoil their girl and teach her to be independent.

In fact, at all times I was very conservative in my relations, while their girl had a boy-friend with very demanding character. I would not be close friends with her anyway.

I felt very happy to have a separate house next to the Black sea. I liked this place because it was isolated and I could go to the city only if I want to. The most important thing was that the Farms Market was near by. I also had a crowd of students who were building a hotel. I felt a little lonely because I was very interested to get to know guys, but I was a little scared.

Next year I brought my girl-friend over there and we had so much fun.

We saw the whole wardrobe for ourselves to wear every day different outfit, but we did not have any young guys to spend time with. We thought that it would not be serous relationship if one meets another on vocation. We did not believe in fairly tales. I think it comes when you get older. We were very practical young ladies.

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Two Roads diverged in a Yellow Wood ....

September 14, 2007 0 comments

How many times in life we think, "Did I take the right path?", "Did I make a right choice?" "Where is my road leading me to?" "Am I always happy with the decision I make?"

But how many times, you had to wait for long and drag things to work in your way? How many times things just doesn't work "for you"_?


The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there,
Had worn them really about the same

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference !

-- Robert Frost (1874–1963)

I like this idea to take a road less traveled because it is likely to meet favorable circumstances.

No one can repeat someones lucky business; and if you are not the first, you are loosing in a way. If you are taking the road that everybody knows, then there will be too many people on your way and competition. Thus, you will be a few steps later.

Trying something new makes you unique and undoubtedly successful.

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My career selection

September 14, 2007 0 comments

Since I was 5 years old, I remember myself thinking about my career.

I asked my parents to be accepted to school. As a matter of fact, at age 5 I already learned to count and to read in both Russian and English. I knew lots of poetry and loved to perform on public.

I told my parents that if I could be accepted to school two years year earlier then my fellow pupils, I would finish university two years earlier.

I always tried to run ahead of time as fast as I could.

So I was accepted. Unfortunately, I got Appendicitis and wasted two years.

I think I never was a traditional kid being bored at school.

I liked to study and to compete with my fellow students.

I was really good at math and chemistry. And at the same time, I had an aspiration to become a writer and even wrote good poetry in Russian. I was fascinating with every subject I took. I hardly remember my getting B's on exams.

There were several professions I was interested.

The most favorable one was to become a Diplomat/Foreign Service Officer in USSR, but another thing was that the true reason for choosing this profession was that I wanted to live in US or United Kingdom.

I thought to get a degree in Journalism or in International Relations Management, but the more I researched this profession the more I came to realize that the salary will be minimal and there are diplomat families that help their suns and daughters to get into this profession. I was great and bright and still at the last moment decided not to take this path.

Another thin will be that a diplomat is more like a servant: when decision-makers come to play, they make a diplomat act as an assistant and let him go when they start negotiating international trade matters. I refused to be that kind of subordinate. I was afraid that this could happen to me and I will need to obey.

I realized that better to become a professional of some kind, build relations and be my own boss and do what I please.

There are many fascinating facts about this career. At least my personality best match for the politics, political games and understanding people's psychology. I guess I always have been perfectionist, liking conspiracies and feeling like engineering happy future. I radiate trust and enthusiasm and that motivates people. I thought to be a face of the happy nation.

I also thought that being on this position let me meet fascinating and the most sounded people of all years and nations, and this will give me favorable circumstances for my writing diaries and doing my own research on behavioral psychology and people's characters.

Another idea was to become a therapist or better a surgeon.

I liked to visit anatomic theater and practice with dead bodies. Blood never made me dizzy or distasting.

Then I faced with the fact that traditional medicine use medications and prescriptions, and if you take a traditional path, you must follow rules and some of these rules make you too many boundaries. Another fact was that you have to devote your life completely and solely to the patients and there will be no place for family.

Actually, the real reason was that in my country even you are the best student, this profession is very special and well-paid, so you need to bribe officials to get there. My father and mother get divorced after 20 years of marriage because my father refused to bribe his family friend and take my mother's money.

I was hoping with all do and dont's, the best choice for me would be to get a degree in Medicine.

In my opining this profession will make you see lots of different critical conditions of people and the need to act in unpredicted circumstances.

I also thought that this can make me a good writer because I have to chance to feel and write what I think and what I see.

There were other interests.

I was thinking to become a fashion designer as I had a drive toward fashion and liked to create new clothes and combine different ideas.

In the former USSR people always wear nice clothes and try to look beautiful. Even now when I travel back to my home country, I may see stricken-poverty, but women look beautiful none of then are overweight.

It was and is a good business need for this profession and there is no problems with finding clients who will pay you well.

The problem was that I never draw well and I needed to pass a drawing exam and the best university was in Moscow and I needed to manage my expenses.

It ended up that I opened a fashion design company and found a few people to work for me to sew and a few people who sold it on the market. Then after two years I sold a business when I found the way to make better money.

Yet another idea was to become an attorney.

The problem with this profession was obvious. Even though it was the easiest university to study, if I would immigrate this education will be wasted time.

I also always had an interest toward contract and business law, so in order to learn this particular field of law one can do on his or her own - no need to go to Law school.

I started working as a tourist guide and event planner at age 16 when I was in high school. I liked being around large crowds of people. I decided why not start learning hotel management field. In this way I can hold a position as a general manager of a hotel or a restaurant near the Black Sea.

In my home country, Bachelor and Master Degree is a must. And if a person is not a successful businessman, at least he or she can go and complete second degree or write a Ph. D.

Besides if one is looking for a position in a management field, it does not matter your major, one must just complete masters in any field and professional experience will add up the value later.

Looking back upon my past, knowing what I have learned since I came to the states, I must say that it could be much better if I had advanced degree in chemistry or in math just because I like science and research and could be one of the best, and I hate engineering and got engineering degree just because I wanted to get a management position. I believe that one can get general management position only if she or he comes up with a business idea and becomes executive in her or is own company. Or one can be lucky; or one can have family or business connections - and this could take years and I hardly believe that you can grow within a company from the bottom up.

I feel sorry for people who are smart and cannot afford to work for themselves and end up with dead ending jobs.

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10 on United flight from LA to Chicago hurt by turbulence

January 23, 2008 0 comments

Heavy turbulence injured 10 people, including two flight attendants, on a United flight bound for Chicago flight early Monday.

The Boeing 757 was carrying 187 passengers and crew when it left Los Angeles.

I was going to a business trip from Los Angeles to Chicago on 20th of January 2008.

I was sleeping as is what I usually do. I woke up because the wind was blowing to my face.

A few minutes later the aircraft started shaking. It seemed like if it was about to fall. The same feeling when you go to magic mountain and you go down.

People were screaming. Another thing was that people started preying to Jesus and some even were holding their crosses. I would never imagine that people would do this. I concentrating on my breathing as this is my meditation technique and I always do it before I go to sleep and when I wake up.

I would not say exactly how long it took until the aircraft become stable. As soon after we heard on the radio that 2 flight attendants were injured. I heard that several people felt some pain as well.

I was glad that I have this habit to wear sit belt - either I am driving or I am in the airplane. I even checked how strong it was after this event.

I did not know before why we should wear our seat belt on a plane, now I know why. Here's the one-word answer: turbulence.

Heavy turbulence happened in between Los Angeles and Las Vegas and injured 10 people, including two flight attendants.

Our Flight 1028 was diverted to Denver International Airport at about 3 a.m. Upon landing, paramedics responded and transported two flight attendants and eight passengers to an area hospital, according to a spokesperson for United Airlines. Their conditions were not immediately known.

Everybody actually did not want to leave the plane, but the crew made us to leave the plane. Denver airport is a place you do not want to go. It's smells. I am so happy I live in Los Angeles. When we left the plane, so mostly people made a line because many needed to change their tickets as Chicago was not their last stop.

Other people were waiting for 2 attendants. At the end, when 2 flight attendants finally arrived, the crew members told us that not 2 but 4 flight attendants were injured. So we needed to wait a little bit.

A United maintenance crew looked at the plane and everything checked out. Another flight crew was called to the plane and it re-departed at 5:44 a.m. and landed in Chicago at 9:40 a.m.

They gave us $10.00 food vouchers and some sort of 20% discount for United tickets.

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Feng Shui

March 8, 2008 0 comments

Spring Cleaning with Feng Shui

Spring is the season of renewal, manifestation, celebration.

Feng Shui Energy to Get You Going.

  1. Open all windows and aerate the space well to bring fresh energy.
  2. Get dressed in clothing that is practical, made of natural fibers and makes you feel good!
  3. Bring some Fire Element colors -- RED,ORANGE,YELLOW, PURPLE, PINK -- for an additional boost of energy to the space you are working at.
  4. Put on the music you love and start small, focusing on one area to give you a sense of accomplishment.

The kitchen

In feng shui, the state of your kitchen is the state of your health, especially the state of your liver. Liver is the main detoxifying organ in the body. So do your liver and your health a favor and clean up and de-clutter that kitchen!

  • De-clutter the refrigerator.
  • Clean the stove and all the pots and pans.
  • Let go of all harsh chemical cleaners from the kitchen and go for natural ones.
  • Clean out all the drawers, surfaces, light fixtures, etc.

The kitchen should have several levels of proper lighting, be airy and spacious, clean, bright and welcoming.

Keep the kitchen simple and do not overload it with gadgets.

Fresh flowers bring beautiful uplifting energy to the kitchen. Place a bowl of fruit, a vase of flowers, or a living plant on your kitchen table, windowsill, or wherever the layout of your kitchen allows.

Bring three new pots with vibrant feng shui green plants (Areca Palmto) refresh the energy of your space and symbolize, as well as ground, the energy of new beginnings. If you plan to place them in the kitchen, go for lush and aromatic rosemary or mint.

Choose colors that blend and feel good together. Feng Shui-wise, color yellow is very good for digestion, and you can have it as light as "butter yellow" or as vibrant as "squash yellow."

Kitchen is considered the heart of the home, so make it a happy and healthy heart! Follow these simple steps and create a space where your family and friends will share many beautiful moments together.

The main entrance

Your main entrance is the way your house gets its energy nourishment and in feng shui it is called the mouth of Chi, or energy.

Upon the entrance to every space your energy is looking for grounding and focus, so do treat your senses respectfully and provide for a visual relief.

Let go of any objects in your main door area that are not really needed there.

A Perfect Feng Shui Bedroom

A good feng shui bedroom is fun and pleasurable to be in.

1.**Let go of the TV, computer or exercise equipment in your bedroom**. The good feng shui energy in your bedroom is destroyed when these items are present in your bedroom.

  1. Open the windows often or use a good quality air-purifier to keep the air fresh and full of oxygen. Be mindful of the quality of air in your bedroom. You cannot have good feng shui in your bedroom if the air you breathe in is stale and full of pollutants. Please note that plants in the bedroom are not good feng shui, unless your bedroom is fairly large and the plants are located far from the bed.
  2. Have several levels of lighting in your bedroom, or use a dimmer switch to adjust the energy accordingly. Good, appropriate lighting is very important, as light is our N. 1 nutrient and one of the strongest manifestation of energy. Candles are the best feng shui bedroom lighting, but be sure to buy candles with no toxins.
  3. Use soothing colors to achieve a good feng shui balance in your bedroom. Feng Shui bedroom decor is a balanced decor that promotes the best flow of energy for restorative sleep, as well as sexual healing. Best feng shui colors for the bedroom are considered the so-called "skin colors", and we know the colors of human skin vary from pale white to rich chocolate brown. Choose colors within this range that will work best for your bedroom decor.
  4. Choose the images for your bedroom wisely, as images carry powerful feng shui energy. Best feng shui advice for the bedroom art is to choose images that you want to see happening in your life. Unless you enjoy being sad and lonely, do not use sad and lonely images in your bedroom.
  5. Follow the basic feng shui guidelines for your Bed, which are:
  • have your bed easily approachable from both sides,
  • have two bedside tables (one on each side)
  • and avoid having the bed in a direct line with the door.

A "good looking" and well-balanced bed is very important in creating a perfect feng shui bedroom. Good mattress, solid headboard and high quality sheets from natural fibers are also very important in creating harmonious feng shui energy.

  1. Keep all the bedroom doors closed at night, be it the closet doors, the en-suite bathroom door or the bedroom door. This will allow for the best and most nourishing flow of energy to strengthen your health, as well as the health of your relationship.

The idea of a perfect feng shui bedroom may bring different images to different people, but they will all have one thing in common - Pleasure and Dreaming as the keywords. In a good feng shui bedroom, every item will reflect the clear intent for love, healing and relaxation.

*Rose Quartz is the "Queen" of Love crystals*, a very powerful and gentle healer for your Heart. Have several of them in your Home to attract a Happy Relationship.

That should never be in the bedroom - a mirror facing the bed directly" -- working very hard" against that particular couple's harmony and sexual healing.

Treat both sides of the bed right and treat them "equally.

Is there any free space in your closets? A closet that has some breathing room and a free flow of energy is not only promoting a better health and more opportunities. Plain common sense here!

You can look into bringing a rug in deep Earth Element colors in the bedroom for a strong energy foundation, or other Earth element decor items.

Home Office

  • Separating business and home life,
  • Lack of stimulating social (business-related) interaction.
  1. Use feng shui to create your home office as far from the bedroom as possible.
  2. Plan your home office with your well-being and productivity in mind.

Select appropriate colors that you like.

  1. Be mindful of the quality of air and the quality of light (natural and artificial) in your home office, as these are two of the good feng shui must-haves. If your brain is starving for oxygen and your body does not get enough natural light, you will not enjoy working there no matter how much you love your job. Consider investing in full-spectrum lights and do bring at least a couple of air-purifying plants into your home office.
  2. Position your desk so that you do not have your back to the door. This is the minimum feng shui requirement for the office desk. Be also mindful of not facing a wall while working at your desk. If you have to face the wall, use feng shui to make the wall "disappear" with vibrant images, beautiful art, etc; whatever brings a smile to your face and makes you breathe deeper and calmer.

What you can do is hang photos and photos of places that inspire you, people that helped you grow, diplomas and certifications, etc, etc; in other words, make it an inspirational wall. Instead of having your energy blocked, now you will be literally absorbing high energy coming from the chosen by you items, thus your energy levels will actually increase.

Here are some basic Feng Shui tips for your business and office:

  1. Always sit with a solid wall behind your back to ensure that you have support in your life, never sit with a window behind you.
  2. The arrangement of tables and chairs should be in a harmonious position so that chi is able to flow smoothly.
  3. In your office, never have the main door opening into your desk as the chi coming in will hit at your face causing more obstacles and problems. Reorganize your office.
  4. The chi from the main entrance of your office should not first meet a wall inside the office.
  5. For corporate clients a fish tank placed in the wealth area is one of the best cures for great results and success. However there are strict criteria for the fish tank that one has to follow.

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