Since such a celebration as St. Valentine's or All Lovers' Day has come to be, I invite everyone on this day to speak to one another with love and only about love! Here I have gathered love poetry by various authors. If you are a person for whom words of love do not come easily to your lips, make do with some lines of verse that you can send as a Valentine's Day greeting verse to your beloved.
Valentine's Day is celebrated on 14 February. But who exactly was Saint Valentine, now called the patron of all lovers? The history of Valentine's Day's origins, as well as information about Saint Valentine himself, is rather obscure and imprecise, yet it is known that this day combines the traditions of both Ancient Rome and the Christian world.
Valentine's Day, or 14 February, has long been associated by everyone with the day for all lovers. Shop windows and shelves are filled with all manner of hearts and little hearts. Splashes of red colour are everywhere. Every self-respecting lover considers it their duty to pick up a small trinket as a gift. Browsing the web I came across an idea for a homemade gift - a heart foldable from a piece of red craft paper, pierced by Cupid's arrow. Well, shall we try?! :)
A musical instrument resembling a guitar, but its sound is saturated with an Eastern character. The only information available in Latvia about this remarkable Indian instrument is that the sitar was introduced to the Western world by Ravi Shankar and G. Harrison from The Beatles. Enchanted by a melody performed by Anoushka Shankar, I decided to explore this instrument more closely.
It has now been a year since I plucked up the courage and underwent the LASIK operation - vision correction with the aid of a laser beam. Before that I had thoroughly and for a long time researched and read every possible website on the internet where any information about this operation was described. Now I can share my experience.
A person in society - part of a structure, which fits into even smaller structural formations - family, work collective, circle of friends, drinking companions, and the like. Moreover, every system has patterns that each individual follows without question in order to be "one of us". Any non-compliance with the system is a protest against something within that system.
People enjoy telling jokes - about blondes, for example - because a rooted belief exists that hair colour determines intelligence or foolishness. But how is it really? Moreover, these days hair colour is not something that limits a woman or a man. One visit to the hairdresser and a blonde becomes a brunette. It turns out there are also studies on hair colour that reveal some of a person's more pronounced character traits. So here is what psychologists and astrologers say.
When I began reading OSHO's book "Joy", I could not for a long time come to terms with many of the thoughts expressed there. The book simply irritated me. I think a similar feeling might overtake many readers, especially those who know little about Buddhist philosophy. Nevertheless, guided by curiosity, I studied the book carefully - through a critical lens, it must be said.
Osho's ashes were buried in a specially built bedroom located at the Meditation Centre in Pune. The inscription on the grave reads: "OSHO. Never born, never died. Only visited the planet Earth from 11 December 1931 to 19 January 1990."
Osho said that he had been "the guru of the rich", for only the (materially) wealthy person is the poorest, and only such a person comes to find answers to the unsolvable problems of life, because there is nowhere left to go. A poor person still has so much to do, so much to achieve, so much to become. Who is interested in philosophy, theology, art? All that is too much for them. His followers have developed Osho meditation-based programmes for stress management, which they have also successfully sold to companies such as BMW and IBM, generating considerable profit.
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