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Anatoly Nekrasov

Strong woman, or Lean on my shoulder

© Nekrasov A., text, 2017

© Centerpolygraph, 2017

Introduction

“If I’m so strong, then why does it hurt so much?”

How many women are asking themselves this question today!

How much has been done for the sake of this Power, in order to feel, to feel yourself on an equal footing - or even HIGHER (but what about heels?); at first there was a struggle against corsets and for wearing trousers, against family disenfranchisement and for the opportunity to work and vote.

Give, give, give, women shouted throughout the twentieth century.

We deserve, we are worthy, we are people too - notice us!

And the Earth is also a woman, the Earth responded, providing everything that was asked. And the right to walk without corsets, and without skirts, and even without clothes at all, exposing the body for show, if its owner so desires.

And the woman turned out to be noticed, equal, strong. Strong. Very strong!

Against the background of wars and revolutions, financial crises and all political upheavals, the Power of a woman grew and strengthened. It would seem that the process is magnificent and deserves respect, but after all, without a doubt, there are universal, universal zones of conservation of energy and matter. If strength accumulates in one place, it inevitably disappears in another.

And the man began to weaken ...

And the family began to weaken ...

Along with this struggle for her rights in the family and in society, another, different struggle took place within herself, transforming the secret and deep feminine principle. Demanding a masculine sound in society, a woman also changed the deepest vibrations in herself.

And lost the secret...

And lost women's health ...

But a strong woman draws logical conclusions:

“I am pretty, smart, wealthy, but I can’t find my soul mate, because there are few worthy ones.”

“I am free and independent of men! I have been trying to achieve this for a long time and I don’t want to lose my independence!”

“I decided to live alone because men don’t meet my needs anyway.”

“I live with a man, but he is weak, and it turns out that I am dragging not only my problems, but also his - why do I need this?”

“All men are goats, they change everything, and not a single one is able to remain faithful - why should I tear my heart out because of another goat?”

“I have to make a man do what I want; since it exists, I will benefit from it for myself.”

So the same situations, the same fears of women who have won many rights in this world are spoken in different ways. Motivators and campaign pages of social networks, communities of single mothers and women who have survived a divorce, an army of singles who have chosen business, childfree and same-sex love - all these are happy ... women?

Who are… free and joyful?

Women who… are not afraid of anything?

Who ... have a light and comfortable soul?

Oh no. Not at all the way you would like...

The most important, basic fear is the fear of love.

It's not a fear to be Not beloved, this is not a fear of living in a dislike.

Something much bigger and deeper.

It's fear not withstand love, because in order to endure love, one must let it deep into oneself, and for this one must discover and expose too much, trust too much, become too sincerely a sensual, sensitive and feeling woman. Thirsty for affection and support, in need of his soul mate - and at the same time, as if open to a blow. And it seems to a woman that if this openness exists, then there may be a blow.

They can hurt, they can humiliate, they can hurt the living, the inner, the very best ...

And a strong woman can't afford it. A strong woman is overgrown with armor and picks up a sword. And now the goddess Athena is ready! Aphrodite became Athena...

And, having gone from her essence, having gone from feminine truth into strength, she cannot understand that a blow can only come when there is an obstacle, resistance, challenge in herself. Expecting a blow, defending itself from it, it creates the conditions for its appearance.

And strength is such a challenge. Armor and sword is a challenge. And a male warrior appears to fight her and win.

Or page. Or henpecked. Or a gigolo giving her only his penis.

A woman who has gone through all the coils of hell, who has conquered the impossible for the right to stand on a par with a man - but thereby not ascended to the very top, but, on the contrary, descended from the pedestal on which she was originally raised, a woman on whose gentle hands and shoulders it is laid so a lot ... She cannot afford true exposure, true nakedness of her essence. Under the armor of power in which she was forced to shackle herself, her inner component, her inner world, is excessively vulnerable, sensitive. He needs to hide... and hides, sometimes for life, and disappears without a trace. And the armor-corset - hard, almost iron - eventually fills all the resulting void, leaving nothing but the fulfillment of everyday duties, the struggle more often for survival and less often for the well-being of the family and each of the household members, the struggle in business, the struggle for independence - and that's it. in the end, for some reason, it does not bring pleasure, even if it brings material well-being, status, external prosperity.

And even the freedom for which she has traveled such a difficult path is no longer happy, because there is a feeling that she is somehow not so artificial.

And the question arises - for what am I living?

A woman wonders why she has everything - but she still remains unhappy.

And he does not find an answer to this question, habitually blaming someone who happened nearby.

My man.

He is not here? And it wasn't?

Then you can blame his absence.

Or more parents.

And you can even bigger - the country!

“If only someone could shift part of my cart,” thinks a strong woman, truly strong; and lucky, lucky, lucky, forgetting that not a single horse has yet become the chairman of the collective farm - although they carry the burden more than anyone else.

So what did the won rights give? Oh, they gave a lot! But in a fight, the winner always loses too, and I had to pay with my main right - to be a woman. True, unique, unique, beloved, loving and truly happy...

Let us look in your strength for the threads of this true femininity, which, like the threads of Ariadne in the labyrinth of the Minotaur, will be able to lead to the light of the only religion, the only truth and formative force that overcomes and transforms everything - and all of us, and the world, and the essence of any phenomenon. - to the all-creating love that relieves pain.

I know what will be the transformation by love, the transformation by truth. A strong woman will remain strong, since it is impossible to rewind the turns of evolution and undo the transformations that she so sought and went through. Our path leads only forward, and therefore women who have now become strong must again discover in themselves the springs and the brightest streams of the true essence. They will not lose anything, they will not give anything in return, not even power! They will only gain by opening up and accepting their main right - to be a woman!

And the strength of a strong woman should help her to complete herself, to reveal these truly feminine qualities in herself. Force has taken a woman away from femininity - now let her lead her back to her essence!

Is it necessary to give up the position if you are a businesswoman, from trousers, from open clothes and short haircuts? From the modern lifestyle and behavior?

No, we are not talking about the external in which we live; our task is to produce true evolution with a simple and understandable goal. The evolution of true femininity.

Our task is to learn to live a full joyful life, in harmony and painlessness, in happiness - and not someday, but right now, when you comprehend these lines, you realize the guiding power of this book. Take it to heart!

The current time is such that individual evolution allows us to shift the boundaries of time and space. The era of change has come, the era of spirituality and the dominance of personal potential; and therefore a strong woman can take another half step and turn into a harmonious woman, gaining happiness and discarding the everyday pain ingrained in her skin.

The pain of each and every; the pain of a strong woman who once again comes up with complex words that allow her to successfully escape from a changed reality - childfree, singleton, kidult, swing, gay, escapism, dyke and much more.

We can say that the pain is in not merging with another soul, in not finding a soul mate; but it is possible that the pain is in the initial denial of one's original essence, in the cessation of hope, the murder of hope, which ceases to smolder and dies. The pain of giving up the search for a merger, in giving up the right somewhere and sometime, even if not here and not now, to agree with meekness, with service, with openness and true femininity, in which there is much more strength and power, directly projected by the earth than in the entire male community.

Don't be afraid of the word meekness, because it contains the deepest dignity, which most women do not have, even if they occupy very high positions.

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Anatoly Nekrasov
Strong Woman, or Lean on my shoulder

© Nekrasov A., text, 2017

© Centerpolygraph, 2017

Introduction

“If I’m so strong, then why does it hurt so much?”

How many women are asking themselves this question today!

How much has been done for the sake of this Power, in order to feel, to feel yourself on an equal footing - or even HIGHER (but what about heels?); at first there was a struggle against corsets and for wearing trousers, against family disenfranchisement and for the opportunity to work and vote.

Give, give, give, women shouted throughout the twentieth century.

We deserve, we are worthy, we are people too - notice us!

And the Earth is also a woman, the Earth responded, providing everything that was asked. And the right to walk without corsets, and without skirts, and even without clothes at all, exposing the body for show, if its owner so desires.

And the woman turned out to be noticed, equal, strong. Strong. Very strong!

Against the background of wars and revolutions, financial crises and all political upheavals, the Power of a woman grew and strengthened. It would seem that the process is magnificent and deserves respect, but after all, without a doubt, there are universal, universal zones of conservation of energy and matter. If strength accumulates in one place, it inevitably disappears in another.

And the man began to weaken ...

And the family began to weaken ...

Along with this struggle for her rights in the family and in society, another, different struggle took place within herself, transforming the secret and deep feminine principle. Demanding a masculine sound in society, a woman also changed the deepest vibrations in herself.

And lost the secret...

And lost women's health ...

But a strong woman draws logical conclusions:

“I am pretty, smart, wealthy, but I can’t find my soul mate, because there are few worthy ones.”

“I am free and independent of men! I have been trying to achieve this for a long time and I don’t want to lose my independence!”

“I decided to live alone because men don’t meet my needs anyway.”

“I live with a man, but he is weak, and it turns out that I am dragging not only my problems, but also his - why do I need this?”

“All men are goats, they change everything, and not a single one is able to remain faithful - why should I tear my heart out because of another goat?”

“I have to make a man do what I want; since it exists, I will benefit from it for myself.”

So the same situations, the same fears of women who have won many rights in this world are spoken in different ways. Motivators and campaign pages of social networks, communities of single mothers and women who have survived a divorce, an army of singles who have chosen business, childfree and same-sex love - all these are happy ... women?

Who are… free and joyful?

Women who… are not afraid of anything?

Who ... have a light and comfortable soul?

Oh no. Not at all the way you would like...

The most important, basic fear is the fear of love.

It's not a fear to be Not beloved, this is not a fear of living in a dislike.

Something much bigger and deeper.

It's fear not withstand love, because in order to endure love, one must let it deep into oneself, and for this one must discover and expose too much, trust too much, become too sincerely a sensual, sensitive and feeling woman. Thirsty for affection and support, in need of his soul mate - and at the same time, as if open to a blow. And it seems to a woman that if this openness exists, then there may be a blow.

They can hurt, they can humiliate, they can hurt the living, the inner, the very best ...

And a strong woman can't afford it. A strong woman is overgrown with armor and picks up a sword. And now the goddess Athena is ready! Aphrodite became Athena...

And, having gone from her essence, having gone from feminine truth into strength, she cannot understand that a blow can only come when there is an obstacle, resistance, challenge in herself. Expecting a blow, defending itself from it, it creates the conditions for its appearance.

And strength is such a challenge. Armor and sword is a challenge. And a male warrior appears to fight her and win.

Or page. Or henpecked. Or a gigolo giving her only his penis.

A woman who has gone through all the coils of hell, who has conquered the impossible for the right to stand on a par with a man - but thereby not ascended to the very top, but, on the contrary, descended from the pedestal on which she was originally raised, a woman on whose gentle hands and shoulders it is laid so a lot ... She cannot afford true exposure, true nakedness of her essence. Under the armor of power in which she was forced to shackle herself, her inner component, her inner world, is excessively vulnerable, sensitive. He needs to hide... and hides, sometimes for life, and disappears without a trace. And the armor-corset - hard, almost iron - eventually fills all the resulting void, leaving nothing but the fulfillment of everyday duties, the struggle more often for survival and less often for the well-being of the family and each of the household members, the struggle in business, the struggle for independence - and that's it. in the end, for some reason, it does not bring pleasure, even if it brings material well-being, status, external prosperity.

And even the freedom for which she has traveled such a difficult path is no longer happy, because there is a feeling that she is somehow not so artificial.

And the question arises - for what am I living?

A woman wonders why she has everything - but she still remains unhappy.

And he does not find an answer to this question, habitually blaming someone who happened nearby.

My man.

He is not here? And it wasn't?

Then you can blame his absence.

Or more parents.

And you can even bigger - the country!

“If only someone could shift part of my cart,” thinks a strong woman, truly strong; and lucky, lucky, lucky, forgetting that not a single horse has yet become the chairman of the collective farm - although they carry the burden more than anyone else.

So what did the won rights give? Oh, they gave a lot! But in a fight, the winner always loses too, and I had to pay with my main right - to be a woman. True, unique, unique, beloved, loving and truly happy...

Let us look in your strength for the threads of this true femininity, which, like the threads of Ariadne in the labyrinth of the Minotaur, will be able to lead to the light of the only religion, the only truth and formative force that overcomes and transforms everything - and all of us, and the world, and the essence of any phenomenon. - to the all-creating love that relieves pain.

I know what will be the transformation by love, the transformation by truth. A strong woman will remain strong, since it is impossible to rewind the turns of evolution and undo the transformations that she so sought and went through. Our path leads only forward, and therefore women who have now become strong must again discover in themselves the springs and the brightest streams of the true essence. They will not lose anything, they will not give anything in return, not even power! They will only gain by opening up and accepting their main right - to be a woman!

And the strength of a strong woman should help her to complete herself, to reveal these truly feminine qualities in herself. Force has taken a woman away from femininity - now let her lead her back to her essence!

Is it necessary to give up the position if you are a businesswoman, from trousers, from open clothes and short haircuts? From the modern lifestyle and behavior?

No, we are not talking about the external in which we live; our task is to produce true evolution with a simple and understandable goal. The evolution of true femininity.

Our task is to learn to live a full joyful life, in harmony and painlessness, in happiness - and not someday, but right now, when you comprehend these lines, you realize the guiding power of this book. Take it to heart!

The current time is such that individual evolution allows us to shift the boundaries of time and space. The era of change has come, the era of spirituality and the dominance of personal potential; and therefore a strong woman can take another half step and turn into a harmonious woman, gaining happiness and discarding the everyday pain ingrained in her skin.

The pain of each and every; the pain of a strong woman who once again comes up with complex words that allow her to successfully escape from a changed reality - childfree, singleton, kidult, swing, gay, escapism, dyke and much more.

We can say that the pain is in not merging with another soul, in not finding a soul mate; but it is possible that the pain is in the initial denial of one's original essence, in the cessation of hope, the murder of hope, which ceases to smolder and dies. The pain of giving up the search for a merger, in giving up the right somewhere and sometime, even if not here and not now, to agree with meekness, with service, with openness and true femininity, in which there is much more strength and power, directly projected by the earth than in the entire male community.

Don't be afraid of the word meekness, because it contains the deepest dignity, which most women do not have, even if they occupy very high positions.

Don't be afraid of the word service - it carries a global mission, which is available only to a strong woman.

Don't be afraid of the word openness - only openness does not create an obstacle and does not cause a struggle. Openness is the best protection - there is no stronger one! It has been tested by its own life for a quarter of a century.

The pain of a woman is projected into the pain of the whole world, into the pain of men, into the pain of children and all subsequent generations, into the pain of the great woman - the Earth. Such is the magnitude of a woman's pain. Hence her great responsibility to life ... Hence her greatest task - to become happy. By all means! Through fears and difficulties, accept the energy of happiness, spread it, as the aroma of her perfume spreads. And even further - now you can share happiness even at a distance using the phone and the Internet ... Everything is in the service of a woman - if only there was something to share.

It's time to take these half steps to your essence. Just half a step! Half a step you have already taken - you have become strong! Now you are the one who decides all the issues in the family, you, without whom nothing happens on this planet, you, who decided to remain independent, wealthy and childless, at the same time entangled in the suffocating categories of loneliness, independence and freedom and unhappy to tears for all your wealth; you, who can literally do anything, you will be free from pain and gain wings. A quantum leap occurs in one shortest instant, in one instant, in a breath of the solar wind; let yourself be happy.

Just let me.

In fact, everything is not simple, but very simple! And this is the genius of life. Hence the famous slogan was born: if you want to be happy, be it! And that's it. I entered this state, and it is wonderful! It is simply the state that is reached by this half step. And it really can be done by everyone.

Any age!

We cannot, we have no right to express something so important through negation. We have to find the positive.

What is the absence of pain?

Pain is a discomfort that every day pierces the soul with a poisonous thorn, sooner or later spreading to the body. At first, it may not be felt, covered by euphoria from a high-class education, career growth, growing material wealth, power over people, and opportunities that have opened up. But then the pain will come, it will surely catch up with even the fastest ... horse. You have to be honest and anticipate it. Anticipate pain. Recognize its origin.

Then you can avoid it.

Living without pain is waking up without pain, joyfully dancing all day in everyday activities and falling asleep without pain, fully aware of your fulfillment.

Live happy!

The pain is delivered by the suppressed that was in you, but did not have a chance to be realized. Unexperienced feelings turn into metastases that torment from the inside. Metastases are your internal prohibitions on the path to happiness. They are not needed - leave them in the past.

Unrealized and unaccepted, untested and unfulfilled dreams are poisoned arrows.

Let's get rid of them first.

And then heal the wounds.

It will be easy, because your healed essence will itself rush along the path for which you were originally created. Because following the path of female happiness is a natural state.

And what is natural develops easily and simply - the Sun, air and water!

So is female happiness - it is simple and easy.

Love yourself.

Love men.

Love the world.

This is not a lifelong path, not a path of redemption and painful re-education of oneself - this is a quantum leap, throwing up on a fountain of joy. You will know it - by how everything will change within you and around you.

So, my strong, strong woman, lay your head on my shoulder, lean on me. You once had to find support, and now cry and read, gaining true freedom, true fulfillment and joy, true strength with these lines.

Better yet, don't cry! Immediately feel the prospect of a happy life, feed from the future with the energy of joy and bring it to today. After all, you can do everything!

A woman can do everything!

What a woman wants, God wants!

True. If she is a woman...

Let's remember when and where you were more inclined to open up, expose yourself, expose both soul and body. Let the seagulls scream, and the warm salty sea will splash out at your feet; the shoulders will be kissed by the hot sun, and the body will be picked up by a comfortable striped deck chair.

We will not work on our present and future as if we were being paid to do so. Stop working on happiness! Stop putting incredible efforts into this, as if happiness is something unnatural and forcibly achieved.

After all, in fact, it is already in you ...

Settled initially.

We will relax at the resort, and the solutions will come to us. As the salt of sea water comes naturally and the warmth of the sun, daily kissing the Earth with rays, touching her eyelids, soft lips - it's time to get up, it's time to get up another. Other. True.

Are you ready?

And you are not alone!

Then I will turn this page for you... and you will plunge into the world of Questions, Decisions and Insights, leading you to Harmony, Happiness and Joy.

It's time to live happily on a happy planet!

This is exactly what you came for.

Chapter 1. Montenegro

Man and man, woman and woman

... The master came out at the Podgorica airport and breathed in fresh, clean air. This country was especially close to him - with its mysticism, deep history, closely connected with Russia, incredible landscapes, ancient towns clinging to the Adriatic, simple, healthy food ... Its name alone attracts, creates some kind of mystery - Montenegro ... Thoughts fly far away, beyond the seas and oceans, somewhere beyond the equator to Africa or South America... Not everyone knows where the country with such a beautiful name is located, but it is very close - just over two hours to fly from Moscow, almost like to Sochi. And when you say: “So this is Montenegro”, then everyone says: “Ah!” Because almost everyone in Russia knows Montenegro, and for a very long time, since tsarist times.

The master came here to write a book. This is the one you just picked up. Both in the classical and in the modern sense, such a trip is a sabbatical. To think, to put in my head the endless human stories that have passed through the consciousness and soul of the Master, and to tell those who will not be able to get the help and support of a specialist in time, everything that will help them live in happiness.

A creative vacation is not a time for passive rest, it is work that allows you to create a new quality based on the material covered in the process of life lessons. The return of the Universe of good creative Force, which She endowed the Master.

The task was specific, absolutely real; sharp and incredibly relevant. Alluring, like the smell of musk and mystery, sweet, like kisses on the shore.

Woman and Power. How to combine them in the original, predestined harmony, how to give Joy to a Strong Woman, how to return her to a state of balance and everyday Happiness, which short-sighted people sometimes call "simple"?

"Simple Women's Happiness" ...

How to reach it?

Why is it so difficult today?

Happiness has many faces, and therefore most consider it unpredictable. It is comprehended through hundreds of channels, ways of interconnection with the outside world. There is Happiness FOR - when the center of this process is not the person himself, his special "I", but someone nearby. There is Happiness OT - when liberation from some kind of life burden allows you to grow wings. And sometimes it’s just Happiness – a feeling of fullness of life and comfort in all its areas. Happiness is divided into categories and by age, psychologists, doctors, esotericists, priests, philosophers, writers, sociologists were engaged in its study ... But it still remains unattainable for many and almost for everyone - random.

Master knew a lot about happiness. He studied almost everything that was written before him, investigated in real life its various manifestations among different peoples, wrote a dissertation on Happiness, and most importantly, he himself was Deeply Happy. This is what gave him a special status - they called him: "Master of a Happy Life"! And he took it upon himself to share happiness. As it turned out, this is a very difficult job. And first of all, because for this you need to be especially happy! And this is not easy these days. And at all times, people noted that happiness does not come to everyone. Therefore, there are so few truly happy people and, of course, books.

To meet a truly Happy Book is a great fortune.

Recently, the issue of happiness has become so important that even the UN General Assembly adopted a resolution according to which happiness from a private category of an individual citizen becomes a statistical indicator of the development of a country. The resolution calls on other countries to develop their own measures of happiness and submit them to the UN. The adopted resolution does not legally oblige to do this, but for now it only recommends that we come to grips with understanding the level and fullness of the happiness of our citizens.

The UN has added an addition to the list of factors that make it possible to judge the development of countries. It included an optional (it turns out - optional! How is it, optional?), but such an important criterion - the "level of happiness." The master knew that this wonderful resolution was not born out of nowhere, and not only on the great desire of billions of earthlings to be happy, but also on the real experience of the whole country - the Kingdom of Bhutan, which has long had a state program to increase Happiness, a system of indicators of Happy Life, the Ministry of Happiness is actively working. Studying the topic of Happiness, the Master visited there too…

He did a lot to ensure that this resolution appeared and two beautiful holidays were born: World Beauty Day (September 9) and World Happiness Day, which is proposed to be celebrated on the eve of the spring equinox, March 20.

The master also wants to see his country, Russia, happy. And he understands that she can become happy only when Women are Happy. They are the key! And today, for the most part, they suffer and carry pain in themselves and translate it into life. Yes, it is not an easy task… And this creative journey, writing a new book about the path to Women's Happiness is another step in solving this problem.

His thoughts about Happiness flew as easily as a liner. Only a few times they were interrupted - for lunch and from time to time the cry of a child who was sitting at the back of the row after three or four.

“It's good that it's not around, the little one is too restless,” thought the Master. “His parents must be in serious trouble. Otherwise, he would behave differently. Children are wonderful mirrors of their parents, they show everything that parents do not notice or want to hide from others.”

And this child was also directly related to Happiness - he is a litmus test that correctly reflects the amount of Happiness in the family.

The happier the parents, the more harmonious and happier the child.

Happiness is sometimes perceived as a gift, and the truth is that there are some brightest natures for whom living in happiness, in everyday comfort is the norm and a given from birth. Whether they become saints and prophets, whether they work all their lives in the library, leaving alone from this world to fictional worlds, whether they live in a family, people flock to them as a source of unique light. All those who do not have this gift and who...

They want to borrow it.

Must learn from him.

The very phrase is paradoxical. Who should? How is happiness through “shoulds”?! The concept of debt implies the existence of both a debtor and a creditor. And studying is by default a process that is not associated with anything pleasant, these are efforts, these are exams, this is learning the basics. Where does this "should" come from? And why is everything in a person opposed to anyone duty?

Each person is Free and Strong Initially. It is deeply rooted in its essence. But a person has one part of him, which very often strongly influences life, leads away from the true path, and then, in order to return to his essence, this “should”, “should” manifests itself. You probably guessed it - this part is called the Head.

Oh that head...

And on the way to happiness, it is the head that most often becomes an obstacle. At birth, everyone receives an account in the Bank of Happiness, a certain number of happiness-minutes, happiness-days, happiness-months and happiness-years. And do not believe it, these happiness-years are given a lot ...

A lot - hundreds of years!

Where is this happiness-time going?

The carefree children's expenses of happiness are not expenses. There, the child loves unconditionally, and this is the most important condition for happiness. But there comes a moment - everyone has their own - and the counter is turned on, which can count both in one direction and in the other. For some, happiness is multiplied by taking care of oneself, hobbies, positive impressions, communicating with interesting people, doing good deeds, giving happiness to others. Giving happiness is a must! This is another important condition. Only then does it grow the most. Therefore, no one succeeds in preserving happiness - if you do not develop and increase it, then sooner or later it will definitely turn into a swamp of Misfortune. Therefore, for the majority, happiness goes out, the account is spent, covered with mold of despondency, pessimism, laziness and lies, walking in a circle begins, declaring problems and weaknesses, and then the account in the Bank of Happiness can steadily decrease and disappear altogether.

How many “bankrupt happiness” are around ...

How many “masters of an unhappy life” are around ...

Craftswomen! We're talking about a woman...

Indeed, many simply masterfully create their original miserable life. Do you want an example?

Please!

- Studies. Professional.

Say: “How?! After all, teaching is Light!

Teaching is different. And for a woman, this line is especially thin. Honestly answer yourself - did your diploma help you become truly happy? Do you know at least one to whom a diploma brought happiness? Simple female happiness. If you know, send it to me. I have been looking for such a woman for many years, and still have not found ...

The more a woman studies, deepens into a profession, masters another, third, the more she gains strength.

Now you understand how many masters of an unhappy life are in life?

And now you understand where the center of an unhappy life lives?

A little higher, we decided - in the Head!

Oh that head...

The head comes forward, and love recedes ...

This is the moment of transition from happiness to unhappiness - when the Head goes through life ahead of the Heart.

And what? Hopelessness?

Not at all!

The world loves a person, and it is so arranged that every bankrupt can become happy again!

And it's good that this resource can be restored at any time! True, for this you need to work. And in this case, too, you can use the power of the words "should", "should". After all, a lot of work has been spent to become unhappy, and now a reverse process is needed. The Head led into the zone of misfortune, now let the Head lead out from there.

We must remember that everyone originally came to Earth to be Happy. Without any but! A person is obliged to cultivate Happiness in himself from those roots that inevitably remain in every destiny and in every consciousness. And here is the Head, which at some point led away from Happiness, let it work ...

Learn to be Happy.

Happy.

If it didn’t work out on a whim, from birth, as if taking off on wings ... then you need to go through the School of Happiness and become professionals, but already Happiness! The Master created such a School of Happiness, and this is one of his centers of joy!

And how much joy those who went through this School of Happiness experienced!

The Master smiled as he remembered one of the exams at his School. He came up with this, probably for the first time in the world, after completing the exam for a happy life. Where should he be if not in the School of Happiness?! And so a woman from the outback came to take an exam on the quality of her life. She enters the hall where the examination committee sits ... in a beautiful demi-season coat. Unexpectedly for late spring, and even on the exam. I paraded in front of the commission and left ... The examiners looked at each other, not understanding anything. A minute later she comes in in an even more beautiful coat! Walked in and out again! Then she appeared in a dress and said:

- This is my exam. - And then he explains: - I went for a walk along Tverskaya and went into a boutique. If I can’t buy, then at least try it on, feel it, please myself. I tried on one coat - it fits great! The second one is also very good! I'm spinning in front of the mirror, enjoying it... A man walks through the hall, I ask him - which coat suits me best? He stopped, looked at me one, the other and said: “Both are good! I give them to you." Carries them to the cashier, paid a lot of money, said goodbye and left. He didn’t even ask for his name, phone number and didn’t leave his coordinates ...

I have passed the exam? – asked the graduate of the School of Happiness.

The master was distracted from his thoughts, which flew with him along with the plane.

There was no luggage, and he immediately left the airport to the square. He was standing in light leather shoes, in light trousers and a matching shirt, with a small travel bag and a case for a computer. A light breeze moved his hair, caressed his cheeks, tuned him in the right way - however, the Master did not need a long tuning. He knew what, for whom and how he would write, even when he got on the plane and even much earlier. In flight, thoughts flew freely, forming clouds-heads, clouds-images.

The final phase of writing the book has arrived. The preparatory part was lengthy, lived and thought through deeply and for a long time, with all the mind and heart. We heard a lot of stories of Strong women at consultations, in various life situations… There was plenty of material! And now it was necessary to disconnect from everything, collect it into a single picture and put it into a finished text. This is how the Master's books were born - for a long time, sometimes for years, the material was collected, and then deep concentration and quick, easy work of the fingers, shaping the experience into words. It had always been like this, and now he planned to follow the familiar path as well...

The letters were already ready to pour onto the laptop monitor, coming to life. But a real creator, researcher and reformer of the world, truly connected with the living Earth, never leaves the focus of his attention on what is happening around. This is already professional - to see everything, analyze, dive into the very depths and ... enjoy it!

The bus, which was supposed to deliver a group of Russian tourists from the airport to a small elite apart-hotel on the Adriatic coast, was also waiting for other people. The Master's gaze fell on a family of three. Yes, for the family. And that's right, out of three.

The head of the family? .. Apparently, Grandmother, a plump lady of small stature, dressed and made up a little brighter than would be appropriate in the warm resort sun. There was something in the pursed lips and wrinkled arrows near them, in the skeptical crease of the eyebrow, that immediately told the Master that before him was a Teacher, with no less than forty years of experience. Pedagogy as a lifelong work leaves an imprint on the face, posture, psyche and perception of the world. And it has already become clear that there is no happiness in this family. It is known that among teachers, psychologists and doctors the largest percentage of Masters of Unhappy Life.

The younger woman is clearly Mother. Tight, pretty, in clothes that open the lower back - a tight top and slightly low jeans, with a large smartphone in her hands. Mother was not young, she was collected, and her phone, jewelry, perhaps too expensive to sparkle in the airport with diamonds, her posture and figure - it all said "Business and Fitness". In the look of "Self-Made" women, there is a special familiar damn thing in relation to this world - well, what have I not bought yet? And this devilry, the Master knew, as a rule, hides midnight tears and incredible confusion in front of everything that cannot be measured in money and counted. Well, an open strip of skin screamed loudly about bodily hunger.

The third member of the family was...

It was the same child who, on the plane, burst into the Master's thoughts with his cry. He recognized him by his voice. It was the Son of this Family. Boy five or six years old. He didn’t stay at rest for a second - he picked his nose (Grandma pulled him back), asked for drink and ice cream (here and now there was nowhere to get it, but a bottle of stored water and a chocolate bar immediately appeared from mom’s bag), smeared with chocolate that had melted on warmer (the Master saw that the kid deliberately, and not at all "accidentally" ran his sweet brown hand over an expensive T-shirt), made a terrible face at an older girl who caught his eye. She answered him “fool” in Russian, and Grandmother immediately, confirming her profession, reprimanded someone else’s child, as she used to do for forty years. The girl’s mother, very young, was dumbfounded, not knowing what to do - to protect her daughter or, succumbing to the magic of pedagogical diction, to join the champion of discipline, and in the end did not say anything ...

Near this Family there were two huge multi-liter suitcases with belongings, but Grandmother was also with a bag, and Mom with a bag and a case, and even the Son was with a small backpack.

The master smiled.

He did not yet know exactly why, for what, but he felt that it was not by chance that his gaze fell on this trinity, that there was no chance in this meeting and in the fact that they were going to the same place. What has the world prepared for him? The Master is the Master, to be ready always and for everything ...

He thought that the book could take on new sides - and a new sound.

The bus picked up people, and the Master listened to the endless complaints of Grandmother and Mother. They had to sit in different rows, and the Son wanted to sit first on one side, then on the other. They changed his clothes - and he got dirty again, he asked for a drink, on his hands, to sleep and to go to the toilet. Grandmother and Mother meekly did everything that the child demanded, trying to indulge every whim, and were ready for a lot - up to insulting the bus driver due to the fact that the bus was not equipped with a toilet.

The master easily ran a long, dry finger over the tablet monitor (he had a convenient program installed that allows you to write on the move) and smiled at something.

Anatoly Nekrasov

Strong Woman, or Lean on my shoulder

Introduction

“If I’m so strong, then why does it hurt so much?”

How many women are asking themselves this question today!

How much has been done for the sake of this Power, in order to feel, to feel yourself on an equal footing - or even HIGHER (but what about heels?); at first there was a struggle against corsets and for wearing trousers, against family disenfranchisement and for the opportunity to work and vote.

Give, give, give, women shouted throughout the twentieth century.

We deserve, we are worthy, we are people too - notice us!

And the Earth is also a woman, the Earth responded, providing everything that was asked. And the right to walk without corsets, and without skirts, and even without clothes at all, exposing the body for show, if its owner so desires.

And the woman turned out to be noticed, equal, strong. Strong. Very strong!

Against the background of wars and revolutions, financial crises and all political upheavals, the Power of a woman grew and strengthened. It would seem that the process is magnificent and deserves respect, but after all, without a doubt, there are universal, universal zones of conservation of energy and matter. If strength accumulates in one place, it inevitably disappears in another.

And the man began to weaken ...

And the family began to weaken ...

Along with this struggle for her rights in the family and in society, another, different struggle took place within herself, transforming the secret and deep feminine principle. Demanding a masculine sound in society, a woman also changed the deepest vibrations in herself.

And lost the secret...

And lost women's health ...

But a strong woman draws logical conclusions:

“I am pretty, smart, wealthy, but I can’t find my soul mate, because there are few worthy ones.”

“I am free and independent of men! I have been trying to achieve this for a long time and I don’t want to lose my independence!”

“I decided to live alone because men don’t meet my needs anyway.”

“I live with a man, but he is weak, and it turns out that I am dragging not only my problems, but also his - why do I need this?”

“All men are goats, they change everything, and not a single one is able to remain faithful - why should I tear my heart out because of another goat?”

“I have to make a man do what I want; since it exists, I will benefit from it for myself.”

So the same situations, the same fears of women who have won many rights in this world are spoken in different ways. Motivators and campaign pages of social networks, communities of single mothers and women who have survived a divorce, an army of singles who have chosen business, childfree and same-sex love - all these are happy ... women?

Who are… free and joyful?

Women who… are not afraid of anything?

Who ... have a light and comfortable soul?

Oh no. Not at all the way you would like...

The most important, basic fear is the fear of love.

It's not a fear to be Not beloved, this is not a fear of living in a dislike.

Something much bigger and deeper.

It's fear not withstand love, because in order to endure love, one must let it deep into oneself, and for this one must discover and expose too much, trust too much, become too sincerely a sensual, sensitive and feeling woman. Thirsty for affection and support, in need of his soul mate - and at the same time, as if open to a blow. And it seems to a woman that if this openness exists, then there may be a blow.

They can hurt, they can humiliate, they can hurt the living, the inner, the very best ...

And a strong woman can't afford it. A strong woman is overgrown with armor and picks up a sword. And now the goddess Athena is ready! Aphrodite became Athena...

And, having gone from her essence, having gone from feminine truth into strength, she cannot understand that a blow can only come when there is an obstacle, resistance, challenge in herself. Expecting a blow, defending itself from it, it creates the conditions for its appearance.

And strength is such a challenge. Armor and sword is a challenge. And a male warrior appears to fight her and win.

Or page. Or henpecked. Or a gigolo giving her only his penis.

A woman who has gone through all the coils of hell, who has conquered the impossible for the right to stand on a par with a man - but thereby not ascended to the very top, but, on the contrary, descended from the pedestal on which she was originally raised, a woman on whose gentle hands and shoulders it is laid so a lot ... She cannot afford true exposure, true nakedness of her essence. Under the armor of power in which she was forced to shackle herself, her inner component, her inner world, is excessively vulnerable, sensitive. He needs to hide... and hides, sometimes for life, and disappears without a trace. And the armor-corset - hard, almost iron - eventually fills all the resulting void, leaving nothing but the fulfillment of everyday duties, the struggle more often for survival and less often for the well-being of the family and each of the household members, the struggle in business, the struggle for independence - and that's it. in the end, for some reason, it does not bring pleasure, even if it brings material well-being, status, external prosperity.

And even the freedom for which she has traveled such a difficult path is no longer happy, because there is a feeling that she is somehow not so artificial.

And the question arises - for what am I living?

A woman wonders why she has everything - but she still remains unhappy.

And he does not find an answer to this question, habitually blaming someone who happened nearby.

My man.

He is not here? And it wasn't?

Then you can blame his absence.

Or more parents.

And you can even bigger - the country!

“If only someone could shift part of my cart,” thinks a strong woman, truly strong; and lucky, lucky, lucky, forgetting that not a single horse has yet become the chairman of the collective farm - although they carry the burden more than anyone else.

So what did the won rights give? Oh, they gave a lot! But in a fight, the winner always loses too, and I had to pay with my main right - to be a woman. True, unique, unique, beloved, loving and truly happy...

Let us look in your strength for the threads of this true femininity, which, like the threads of Ariadne in the labyrinth of the Minotaur, will be able to lead to the light of the only religion, the only truth and formative force that overcomes and transforms everything - and all of us, and the world, and the essence of any phenomenon. - to the all-creating love that relieves pain.

I know what will be the transformation by love, the transformation by truth. A strong woman will remain strong, since it is impossible to rewind the turns of evolution and undo the transformations that she so sought and went through. Our path leads only forward, and therefore women who have now become strong must again discover in themselves the springs and the brightest streams of the true essence. They will not lose anything, they will not give anything in return, not even power! They will only gain by opening up and accepting their main right - to be a woman!

And the strength of a strong woman should help her to complete herself, to reveal these truly feminine qualities in herself. Force has taken a woman away from femininity - now let her lead her back to her essence!

Is it necessary to give up the position if you are a businesswoman, from trousers, from open clothes and short haircuts? From the modern lifestyle and behavior?

No, we are not talking about the external in which we live; our task is to produce true evolution with a simple and understandable goal. The evolution of true femininity.

Our task is to learn to live a full joyful life, in harmony and painlessness, in happiness - and not someday, but right now, when you comprehend these lines, you realize the guiding power of this book. Take it to heart!

The current time is such that individual evolution allows us to shift the boundaries of time and space. The era of change has come, the era of spirituality and the dominance of personal potential; and therefore a strong woman can take another half step and turn into a harmonious woman, gaining happiness and discarding the everyday pain ingrained in her skin.

The pain of each and every; the pain of a strong woman who once again comes up with complex words that allow her to successfully escape from a changed reality - childfree, singleton, kidult, swing, gay, escapism, dyke and much more.

We can say that the pain is in not merging with another soul, in not finding a soul mate; but it is possible that the pain is in the initial denial of one's original essence, in the cessation of hope, the murder of hope, which ceases to smolder and dies. The pain of giving up the search for a merger, in giving up the right somewhere and sometime, even if not here and not now, to agree with meekness, with service, with openness and true femininity, in which there is much more strength and power, directly projected by the earth than in the entire male community.

Don't be afraid of the word meekness, because it contains the deepest dignity, which most women do not have, even if they occupy very high positions.

Don't be afraid of the word service - it carries a global mission, which is available only to a strong woman.

Don't be afraid of the word openness - only openness does not create an obstacle and does not cause a struggle. Openness is the best protection - there is no stronger one! It has been tested by its own life for a quarter of a century.

The pain of a woman is projected into the pain of the whole world, into the pain of men, into the pain of children and all subsequent generations, into the pain of the great woman - the Earth. Such is the magnitude of a woman's pain. Hence her great responsibility to life ... Hence her greatest task - to become happy. By all means! Through fears and difficulties, accept the energy of happiness, spread it, as the aroma of her perfume spreads. And even further - now you can share happiness even at a distance using the phone and the Internet ... Everything is in the service of a woman - if only there was something to share.

It's time to take these half steps to your essence. Just half a step! Half a step you have already taken - you have become strong! Now you are the one who decides all the issues in the family, you, without whom nothing happens on this planet, you, who decided to remain independent, wealthy and childless, at the same time entangled in the suffocating categories of loneliness, independence and freedom and unhappy to tears for all your wealth; you, who can literally do anything, you will be free from pain and gain wings. A quantum leap occurs in one shortest instant, in one instant, in a breath of the solar wind; let yourself be happy.

Just let me.

In fact, everything is not simple, but very simple! And this is the genius of life. Hence the famous slogan was born: if you want to be happy, be it! And that's it. I entered this state, and it is wonderful! It is simply the state that is reached by this half step. And it really can be done by everyone.

Any age!

We cannot, we have no right to express something so important through negation. We have to find the positive.

What is the absence of pain?

Pain is a discomfort that every day pierces the soul with a poisonous thorn, sooner or later spreading to the body. At first, it may not be felt, covered by euphoria from a high-class education, career growth, growing material wealth, power over people, and opportunities that have opened up. But then the pain will come, it will surely catch up with even the fastest ... horse. You have to be honest and anticipate it. Anticipate pain. Recognize its origin.

Then you can avoid it.

Living without pain is waking up without pain, joyfully dancing all day in everyday activities and falling asleep without pain, fully aware of your fulfillment.

Live happy!

The pain is delivered by the suppressed that was in you, but did not have a chance to be realized. Unexperienced feelings turn into metastases that torment from the inside. Metastases are your internal prohibitions on the path to happiness. They are not needed - leave them in the past.

Unrealized and unaccepted, untested and unfulfilled dreams are poisoned arrows.

Let's get rid of them first.

And then heal the wounds.

It will be easy, because your healed essence will itself rush along the path for which you were originally created. Because following the path of female happiness is a natural state.

And what is natural develops easily and simply - the Sun, air and water!

So is female happiness - it is simple and easy.

Love yourself.

Love men.

Love the world.

This is not a lifelong path, not a path of redemption and painful re-education of oneself - this is a quantum leap, throwing up on a fountain of joy. You will know it - by how everything will change within you and around you.

So, my strong, strong woman, lay your head on my shoulder, lean on me. You once had to find support, and now cry and read, gaining true freedom, true fulfillment and joy, true strength with these lines.

Better yet, don't cry! Immediately feel the prospect of a happy life, feed from the future with the energy of joy and bring it to today. After all, you can do everything!

A woman can do everything!

What a woman wants, God wants!

True. If she is a woman...

Let's remember when and where you were more inclined to open up, expose yourself, expose both soul and body. Let the seagulls scream, and the warm salty sea will splash out at your feet; the shoulders will be kissed by the hot sun, and the body will be picked up by a comfortable striped deck chair.

We will not work on our present and future as if we were being paid to do so. Stop working on happiness! Stop putting incredible efforts into this, as if happiness is something unnatural and forcibly achieved.

After all, in fact, it is already in you ...

Settled initially.

We will relax at the resort, and the solutions will come to us. As the salt of sea water comes naturally and the warmth of the sun, daily kissing the Earth with rays, touching her eyelids, soft lips - it's time to get up, it's time to get up another. Other. True.

Are you ready?

And you are not alone!

Then I will turn this page for you... and you will plunge into the world of Questions, Decisions and Insights, leading you to Harmony, Happiness and Joy.

It's time to live happily on a happy planet!

This is exactly what you came for.

Chapter 1. Montenegro

Man and man, woman and woman

... The master came out at the Podgorica airport and breathed in fresh, clean air. This country was especially close to him - with its mysticism, deep history, closely connected with Russia, incredible landscapes, ancient towns clinging to the Adriatic, simple, healthy food ... Its name alone attracts, creates some kind of mystery - Montenegro ... Thoughts fly far away, beyond the seas and oceans, somewhere beyond the equator to Africa or South America... Not everyone knows where the country with such a beautiful name is located, but it is very close - just over two hours to fly from Moscow, almost like to Sochi. And when you say: “So this is Montenegro”, then everyone says: “Ah!” Because almost everyone in Russia knows Montenegro, and for a very long time, since tsarist times.

The master came here to write a book. This is the one you just picked up. Both in the classical and in the modern sense, such a trip is a sabbatical. To think, to put in my head the endless human stories that have passed through the consciousness and soul of the Master, and to tell those who will not be able to get the help and support of a specialist in time, everything that will help them live in happiness.

A creative vacation is not a time for passive rest, it is work that allows you to create a new quality based on the material covered in the process of life lessons. The return of the Universe of good creative Force, which She endowed the Master.

The task was specific, absolutely real; sharp and incredibly relevant. Alluring, like the smell of musk and mystery, sweet, like kisses on the shore.

Woman and Power. How to combine them in the original, predestined harmony, how to give Joy to a Strong Woman, how to return her to a state of balance and everyday Happiness, which short-sighted people sometimes call "simple"?

"Simple Women's Happiness" ...

How to reach it?

Why is it so difficult today?

Happiness has many faces, and therefore most consider it unpredictable. It is comprehended through hundreds of channels, ways of interconnection with the outside world. There is Happiness FOR - when the center of this process is not the person himself, his special "I", but someone nearby. There is Happiness OT - when liberation from some kind of life burden allows you to grow wings. And sometimes it’s just Happiness – a feeling of fullness of life and comfort in all its areas. Happiness is divided into categories and by age, psychologists, doctors, esotericists, priests, philosophers, writers, sociologists were engaged in its study ... But it still remains unattainable for many and almost for everyone - random.

Master knew a lot about happiness. He studied almost everything that was written before him, investigated in real life its various manifestations among different peoples, wrote a dissertation on Happiness, and most importantly, he himself was Deeply Happy. This is what gave him a special status - they called him: "Master of a Happy Life"! And he took it upon himself to share happiness. As it turned out, this is a very difficult job. And first of all, because for this you need to be especially happy! And this is not easy these days. And at all times, people noted that happiness does not come to everyone. Therefore, there are so few truly happy people and, of course, books.

To meet a truly Happy Book is a great fortune.

Recently, the issue of happiness has become so important that even the UN General Assembly adopted a resolution according to which happiness from a private category of an individual citizen becomes a statistical indicator of the development of a country. The resolution calls on other countries to develop their own measures of happiness and submit them to the UN. The adopted resolution does not legally oblige to do this, but for now it only recommends that we come to grips with understanding the level and fullness of the happiness of our citizens.

The UN has added an addition to the list of factors that make it possible to judge the development of countries. It included an optional (it turns out - optional! How is it, optional?), but such an important criterion - the "level of happiness." The master knew that this wonderful resolution was not born out of nowhere, and not only on the great desire of billions of earthlings to be happy, but also on the real experience of the whole country - the Kingdom of Bhutan, which has long had a state program to increase Happiness, a system of indicators of Happy Life, the Ministry of Happiness is actively working. Studying the topic of Happiness, the Master visited there too…

He did a lot to ensure that this resolution appeared and two beautiful holidays were born: World Beauty Day (September 9) and World Happiness Day, which is proposed to be celebrated on the eve of the spring equinox, March 20.

The master also wants to see his country, Russia, happy. And he understands that she can become happy only when Women are Happy. They are the key! And today, for the most part, they suffer and carry pain in themselves and translate it into life. Yes, it is not an easy task… And this creative journey, writing a new book about the path to Women's Happiness is another step in solving this problem.

His thoughts about Happiness flew as easily as a liner. Only a few times they were interrupted - for lunch and from time to time the cry of a child who was sitting at the back of the row after three or four.

“It's good that it's not around, the little one is too restless,” thought the Master. “His parents must be in serious trouble. Otherwise, he would behave differently. Children are wonderful mirrors of their parents, they show everything that parents do not notice or want to hide from others.”

And this child was also directly related to Happiness - he is a litmus test that correctly reflects the amount of Happiness in the family.

The happier the parents, the more harmonious and happier the child.

Happiness is sometimes perceived as a gift, and the truth is that there are some brightest natures for whom living in happiness, in everyday comfort is the norm and a given from birth. Whether they become saints and prophets, whether they work all their lives in the library, leaving alone from this world to fictional worlds, whether they live in a family, people flock to them as a source of unique light. All those who do not have this gift and who...

They want to borrow it.

Must learn from him.

The very phrase is paradoxical. Who should? How is happiness through “shoulds”?! The concept of debt implies the existence of both a debtor and a creditor. And studying is by default a process that is not associated with anything pleasant, these are efforts, these are exams, this is learning the basics. Where does this "should" come from? And why is everything in a person opposed to anyone duty?

Each person is Free and Strong Initially. It is deeply rooted in its essence. But a person has one part of him, which very often strongly influences life, leads away from the true path, and then, in order to return to his essence, this “should”, “should” manifests itself. You probably guessed it - this part is called the Head.

Oh that head...

And on the way to happiness, it is the head that most often becomes an obstacle. At birth, everyone receives an account in the Bank of Happiness, a certain number of happiness-minutes, happiness-days, happiness-months and happiness-years. And do not believe it, these happiness-years are given a lot ...

A lot - hundreds of years!

Where is this happiness-time going?

The carefree children's expenses of happiness are not expenses. There, the child loves unconditionally, and this is the most important condition for happiness. But there comes a moment - everyone has their own - and the counter is turned on, which can count both in one direction and in the other. For some, happiness is multiplied by taking care of oneself, hobbies, positive impressions, communicating with interesting people, doing good deeds, giving happiness to others. Giving happiness is a must! This is another important condition. Only then does it grow the most. Therefore, no one succeeds in preserving happiness - if you do not develop and increase it, then sooner or later it will definitely turn into a swamp of Misfortune. Therefore, for the majority, happiness goes out, the account is spent, covered with mold of despondency, pessimism, laziness and lies, walking in a circle begins, declaring problems and weaknesses, and then the account in the Bank of Happiness can steadily decrease and disappear altogether.

How many “bankrupt happiness” are around ...

How many “masters of an unhappy life” are around ...

Craftswomen! We're talking about a woman...

Indeed, many simply masterfully create their original miserable life. Do you want an example?

Please!

- Studies. Professional.

Say: “How?! After all, teaching is Light!

Teaching is different. And for a woman, this line is especially thin. Honestly answer yourself - did your diploma help you become truly happy? Do you know at least one to whom a diploma brought happiness? Simple female happiness. If you know, send it to me. I have been looking for such a woman for many years, and still have not found ...

The more a woman studies, deepens into a profession, masters another, third, the more she gains strength.

Now you understand how many masters of an unhappy life are in life?

And now you understand where the center of an unhappy life lives?

A little higher, we decided - in the Head!

Oh that head...

The head comes forward, and love recedes ...

This is the moment of transition from happiness to unhappiness - when the Head goes through life ahead of the Heart.

And what? Hopelessness?

Not at all!

The world loves a person, and it is so arranged that every bankrupt can become happy again!

And it's good that this resource can be restored at any time! True, for this you need to work. And in this case, too, you can use the power of the words "should", "should". After all, a lot of work has been spent to become unhappy, and now a reverse process is needed. The Head led into the zone of misfortune, now let the Head lead out from there.

We must remember that everyone originally came to Earth to be Happy. Without any but! A person is obliged to cultivate Happiness in himself from those roots that inevitably remain in every destiny and in every consciousness. And here is the Head, which at some point led away from Happiness, let it work ...

Learn to be Happy.

Happy.

If it didn’t work out on a whim, from birth, as if taking off on wings ... then you need to go through the School of Happiness and become professionals, but already Happiness! The Master created such a School of Happiness, and this is one of his centers of joy!

And how much joy those who went through this School of Happiness experienced!

The Master smiled as he remembered one of the exams at his School. He came up with this, probably for the first time in the world, after completing the exam for a happy life. Where should he be if not in the School of Happiness?! And so a woman from the outback came to take an exam on the quality of her life. She enters the hall where the examination committee sits ... in a beautiful demi-season coat. Unexpectedly for late spring, and even on the exam. I paraded in front of the commission and left ... The examiners looked at each other, not understanding anything. A minute later she comes in in an even more beautiful coat! Walked in and out again! Then she appeared in a dress and said:

- This is my exam. - And then he explains: - I went for a walk along Tverskaya and went into a boutique. If I can’t buy, then at least try it on, feel it, please myself. I tried on one coat - it fits great! The second one is also very good! I'm spinning in front of the mirror, enjoying it... A man walks through the hall, I ask him - which coat suits me best? He stopped, looked at me one, the other and said: “Both are good! I give them to you." Carries them to the cashier, paid a lot of money, said goodbye and left. He didn’t even ask for his name, phone number and didn’t leave his coordinates ...

I have passed the exam? – asked the graduate of the School of Happiness.

The master was distracted from his thoughts, which flew with him along with the plane.

There was no luggage, and he immediately left the airport to the square. He was standing in light leather shoes, in light trousers and a matching shirt, with a small travel bag and a case for a computer. A light breeze moved his hair, caressed his cheeks, tuned him in the right way - however, the Master did not need a long tuning. He knew what, for whom and how he would write, even when he got on the plane and even much earlier. In flight, thoughts flew freely, forming clouds-heads, clouds-images.

The final phase of writing the book has arrived. The preparatory part was lengthy, lived and thought through deeply and for a long time, with all the mind and heart. We heard a lot of stories of Strong women at consultations, in various life situations… There was plenty of material! And now it was necessary to disconnect from everything, collect it into a single picture and put it into a finished text. This is how the Master's books were born - for a long time, sometimes for years, the material was collected, and then deep concentration and quick, easy work of the fingers, shaping the experience into words. It had always been like this, and now he planned to follow the familiar path as well...

The letters were already ready to pour onto the laptop monitor, coming to life. But a real creator, researcher and reformer of the world, truly connected with the living Earth, never leaves the focus of his attention on what is happening around. This is already professional - to see everything, analyze, dive into the very depths and ... enjoy it!

The bus, which was supposed to deliver a group of Russian tourists from the airport to a small elite apart-hotel on the Adriatic coast, was also waiting for other people. The Master's gaze fell on a family of three. Yes, for the family. And that's right, out of three.

The head of the family? .. Apparently, Grandmother, a plump lady of small stature, dressed and made up a little brighter than would be appropriate in the warm resort sun. There was something in the pursed lips and wrinkled arrows near them, in the skeptical crease of the eyebrow, that immediately told the Master that before him was a Teacher, with no less than forty years of experience. Pedagogy as a lifelong work leaves an imprint on the face, posture, psyche and perception of the world. And it has already become clear that there is no happiness in this family. It is known that among teachers, psychologists and doctors the largest percentage of Masters of Unhappy Life.

The younger woman is clearly Mother. Tight, pretty, in clothes that open the lower back - a tight top and slightly low jeans, with a large smartphone in her hands. Mother was not young, she was collected, and her phone, jewelry, perhaps too expensive to sparkle in the airport with diamonds, her posture and figure - it all said "Business and Fitness". In the look of "Self-Made" women, there is a special familiar damn thing in relation to this world - well, what have I not bought yet? And this devilry, the Master knew, as a rule, hides midnight tears and incredible confusion in front of everything that cannot be measured in money and counted. Well, an open strip of skin screamed loudly about bodily hunger.

The third member of the family was...

It was the same child who, on the plane, burst into the Master's thoughts with his cry. He recognized him by his voice. It was the Son of this Family. Boy five or six years old. He didn’t stay at rest for a second - he picked his nose (Grandma pulled him back), asked for drink and ice cream (here and now there was nowhere to get it, but a bottle of stored water and a chocolate bar immediately appeared from mom’s bag), smeared with chocolate that had melted on warmer (the Master saw that the kid deliberately, and not at all "accidentally" ran his sweet brown hand over an expensive T-shirt), made a terrible face at an older girl who caught his eye. She answered him “fool” in Russian, and Grandmother immediately, confirming her profession, reprimanded someone else’s child, as she used to do for forty years. The girl’s mother, very young, was dumbfounded, not knowing what to do - to protect her daughter or, succumbing to the magic of pedagogical diction, to join the champion of discipline, and in the end did not say anything ...

Near this Family there were two huge multi-liter suitcases with belongings, but Grandmother was also with a bag, and Mom with a bag and a case, and even the Son was with a small backpack.

The master smiled.

He did not yet know exactly why, for what, but he felt that it was not by chance that his gaze fell on this trinity, that there was no chance in this meeting and in the fact that they were going to the same place. What has the world prepared for him? The Master is the Master, to be ready always and for everything ...

He thought that the book could take on new sides - and a new sound.

The bus picked up people, and the Master listened to the endless complaints of Grandmother and Mother. They had to sit in different rows, and the Son wanted to sit first on one side, then on the other. They changed his clothes - and he got dirty again, he asked for a drink, on his hands, to sleep and to go to the toilet. Grandmother and Mother meekly did everything that the child demanded, trying to indulge every whim, and were ready for a lot - up to insulting the bus driver due to the fact that the bus was not equipped with a toilet.

The master easily ran a long, dry finger over the tablet monitor (he had a convenient program installed that allows you to write on the move) and smiled at something.

He was ready to diagnose what he saw. There were no other men in this Family, except for the Son, - well, at most a Cat - in such families, cats are not uncommon. Most likely, Grandmother was a widow, although she did not wear a wedding ring on her left hand. Perhaps she was not only an educator, but also an atheist.

Moreover, the readiness to relax at the resort in September indicated that Grandmother "gave herself to her grandson." What could be the reason for such sacrifice? Oh, a series of events. They could change places, but in general, the Master saw a chain that lined up from the death of a Spouse (a less likely option - a divorce), an unsuccessful marriage of a Daughter, a hyperactive Grandson, a Daughter's divorce, the end of a working career, and now - and here we have a retired Teacher. And now she is not the head of the family, no matter what she thinks, no matter what she is used to, but still a working and stronger Mother.

The mother must have made herself. Perhaps, in puberty, she considered herself an ugly girl. Most likely, she took the attention of men not for granted, but as a kind of gift, and then, “Having made herself”, she took revenge on them, looking for Himself - and naturally she miscalculated. The marriage turned out to be short-lived and not the way she imagined it - no coffee in bed, sex, perhaps without a regular orgasm, and far from being as bright as "free" ... but a Business Woman needs a husband and a child like air - otherwise it's too early or later, they will begin to feel sorry for her, lonely, and from here it’s not so far to the image of an unsuccessful one. And the image of an unsuccessful one, like sticky paper for flies, is something that instantly sticks and never peels off, poisoning life for a long time, and requires extra effort to get rid of such a scourge.

The husband must have been tall, well-groomed, handsome man- it was clear from the child, but did not bring with it the light and happiness that the Mother was counting on. Her credit card, home appliances, cleaning lady and travel consultant did so much more for her and demanded nothing in return, except understandable money. They did not demand any complex or unmastered feelings, participation in their difficulties, which the most dazzling men also have, did not expect affection and tenderness, the notorious protection of the hearth, as if from a weak one.

And she is strong. Well, that's right, Strong!

The strong woman changed the boy's T-shirt for the third time. This one was white.

The kid immediately wanted to climb over to Grandma again, fell off the chair and stretched out on the dusty floor of the bus, and even hurt himself.

The master, looking at the future man, screaming with a scream and struggling in the hands of two women, one of whom slapped him and dragged away a slightly dusty T-shirt so that the child would regain a neat and prestigious look as soon as possible, and the other consoled and tried to calm the boy with boos and sweets smiled briefly. And he barely sighed.

The boy met the Master's eyes and fell silent a little.

A simple sabbatical will not work. When was this true Creativity simple?

The master shook his head slightly.

The child is five years old, he cannot tell everything that happens in his family.

"I can do it for him."

To say in words everything that now came from the very heart of the baby, beating like a caught, driven bird in the hands of the Most Loving Women who were ready to do everything for him. The boy knew that it was impossible, but he could not yet clearly say it - to say it in an adult language, to say it so that They, Ma and Ba, could HEAR him.

"Don't worry, I heard you. I will speak to them so that they, too, will hear. An honest adult male word.

The child calmed down and, sitting in another, this time a cheerful clean T-shirt, chewed a candy.

And the Master looked at the magnificent landscapes of a small Eastern European country flying by and thought about what would change in the world and in the fate of the baby if Grandmother and Mom, two Strong but unhappy women, simply did not pay attention to the dirt on T-shirts. This is a child, he is allowed to taste the world, to color, to touch it, to merge with it, to play with it, to absorb its properties and textures.

After all, women might not have four interchangeable T-shirts.

Because for a vacation by the sea, even if you are very active, two T-shirts and one shorts would be enough.

Exactly two T-shirts and one light beach Bermuda trousers and a windbreaker for sea trips lay in the Master's bag. Sports closed sneakers, headwear, swimming trunks, hygiene items. The main weight was electronics: laptop, tablet, camera, chargers. This is a common set in his travels.

Because a truly free person is also free from superfluous things, always feeling the sufficiency of their quantity in a given situation. An excess of things is one of the alarms, restlessness, problems. An unprotected, unfortunate person builds things with a barricade, a chain, a mountain range between himself and the world, trying to additionally protect the zones of pain.

But will the wound heal if it is wrapped with layers and layers of tissue that block oxygen, increase the temperature in the inflamed flesh? ..

No, first you need to cut, remove the excess and remove from the wound what causes inflammation.

Yes. By the way, not only things, not only dimensionless first-aid kits are armor and protection - extra pounds of the body also act as such armor. Each of them closes some area of ​​pain in the soul.

Lightness in things creates a feeling not of security, but of true comfort with a minimum of items and a high degree of freedom.

Lightness in the body - openness to the world and consent to contact with it.

It's all so simple and so complicated.

With lies...

The root of the word "difficult" and "with a lie" is the same - "lie" ... Everything that is difficult is with a lie, a lie.

That's why they say: everything ingenious is simple!

The boy was a little sick on the serpentine mountain road, and he fell asleep. And then the road ended - the bus stopped, and the ladies had to wake up the baby. The master was already standing outside by the bus. He could have left, but hesitated - straight, calm, strong, in smoky glasses in an expensive - and most importantly, comfortable - frame.

The luggage of the ladies did what any self-respecting luggage would do in its place - it INCREASED. Starting on a journey, a person who is accustomed to a barricade of things always wonders why the suitcase, which was so light and compact at home, turned into a clumsy monster on the road, which neither ergonomic wheels nor telescopic handles can save.

With their bags and cases, with suitcases and a boy who, when woken up, whimpered, naughty and did not want to go anywhere, Strong Women were powerless and unconsciously, subconsciously, unconsciously trying to Do It All Themselves, somehow force the luggage to obey them, Thirsty for Help . “The burden that we have placed on ourselves is too heavy for us,” said the postures of Strong Women. A visual picture of the life of Strong Women. It turns out that there is a limit to their Power...

The luggage - protection from the World - turned out to be too heavy.

– Good afternoon, – the Master came up and introduced himself, – will you allow me? I will help you.

He easily took the boy in one hand, and with the other took hold of the handle of the most terrible-looking suitcase. Masters never burdened other people's problems - he had no task co experience them, live in them. Listen, dig, share. No.

He just got rid of them. Like this.

And the suitcase, filled to the brim with medicines - the Master knew this for sure - as well as children's clothes and toys, rolled easily after the man. Strong women are confused allowed– and the situation in their lives, here and now, immediately changed for the better.

It was a turning point in their lives - they obeyed the man!

And although the Master heard excited breathing in his back and “Oh, it must be hard for you”, “We could do it ourselves”, “Wait, Benechka is afraid of heights”, “The boy is not used to strangers”, he knew that right now life this family has reached a critical point and passed through it. Everything started to change. They did not yet realize that a new Destiny was taking shape for them. But something bad has already happened...

“Fate has will and vision,” the Master smiled, looking directly into the boy's eyes. - We were supposed to meet with you and teach your women Happiness? So that you grow up as a man? Is that right?

"Of course," the child's eyes answered. In fact, he wasn't afraid of this alien at all.

And he wasn't afraid of heights at all.

He, like any man, was created for her.

* * *

Not crowded calm evenings, early sunsets, breeze. The decency and silence of the southernmost edge of the beautiful country was broken only by the cries and laughter of children enjoying the unusually mild and attractive weather.

These were preschool children who were brought here by lean, purposeful mothers, active grandparents, and even nannies.

The pools of the five-star apart-hotel were cool, but the sea remained warm and breathing, endlessly licking the shore with its wet, foamy tongue. A rivulet from the reserved Black Mountains ran down to the sea.

Montenegro - another name of the country came from them - the Black Mountains.

These are not ordinary mountains - the Master knew this firsthand. A few years ago, he had to, he had to come here on purpose several times to solve a very important global problem. Now he comes here as in his native space. This detective fiction story, where one of the participants was Death, is actually quite real. And someday he will definitely write about it, when the consciousness of the bulk of readers will be ready for such unusual information.

And now he has come to the Black Mountains to solve an equally important and also global task - to help Strong Women become Happy. And it seems, not only through the book. The world has prepared and practice ...

The master dined in a restaurant with Olga Fedorovna, Yulia and Benedict.

He already knew that the holiday was coming soon. Olga Fedorovna not only “teared off Yulenka from the load”, not only “brought Benechka to some water so that her nose could breathe well in winter”, she was also going to celebrate her anniversary here. The exact date of the anniversary was not named, but the Master imagined what age he was talking about.

Alas, this was an important milestone in life, which not everyone manages to step over - less than half of them overcome it and find themselves in another life ...

It is a pity that few people think about the age of sixty years. And if they thought about it, they would treat such an important date differently. They would get ready ... But they just leave or break into illnesses and problems, not understanding the depth of this age.

Olga Fyodorovna was still quite an energetic person, though overweight and obviously suffering from shortness of breath. The master skillfully maneuvered between topics about health, which Olga Fedorovna inevitably broke into, and topics about business and early development, which occupied Yulia. He knew for sure that the first could turn into a terrible bedtime story for the entire period of rest, and into a fairy tale that had nothing to do with the true state of Olga Feodorovna's body. The second seemed to the Master meaningless, like any "talk about money."

Both topics are most common in society. No, perhaps more about children. The latter is a purely female topic, which also eats up a huge amount of time. Recently, even the term “chronophages” has appeared, that is, time eaters. And most often these are not some fantastic entities, but specific people. And there are a lot of them around - they are real professionals of eating someone else's time. It is a great art not to fall into their hands, or rather, into their language.

The Master possessed this art in full measure.

Olga Fedorovna had a large circle of friends and acquaintances. “From old memory, who will let me go completely,” she taught courses at the gymnasium, tutored. But the ranks of those who surrounded her thinned out - and the Teacher did not want to look lonely on her anniversary, so she "ran away" from her friends and acquaintances. “And especially from colleagues and students,” Olga Fedorovna said coquettishly.

The master knew that Olga Fyodorovna was on the borderline of her most amazing era of second maturity, that she still had much to do in her life, but ... she did not know this, like most. And so the threshold with the door may turn out to be in a different direction, and the accumulated experience and knowledge may go away forever, and even more energy may be spent on diseases, hospitals, pharmacies, on harmful control over the daughter and grandson.

It was no coincidence that she met the Master on the eve of the anniversary. However, she doesn't know about it yet.

The master politely listened to the verbose and very decisive judgments of the aging woman about the world, about the order in the family and about herself. And he understood that by thinking and living like that, she would not be able to enjoy the benefits of a second maturity.

It wasn't easy for Julia either. At thirty-two she decided to marry, at thirty-three she gave birth to Benedikt Maksimovich, and now the fatal forties were steadily approaching her, the thirty-eighth year hit. In astrology, this age is called the age of the median quadratures. In psychology - the beginning of a period of midlife crises.

“I gave all my years, the best years, to raising my daughter,” Olga Fedorovna said, once again visiting the abundant buffet, “everything, you see, and I never sat without work for a minute. I even checked notebooks in the maternity hospital, sent them to freedom ... my husband carried whole bags.

- Amazing man, huh? Master said softly. - Another would say that at such a time it is not worth working, but he completely obeyed you, right?

The master specifically asked about her husband in this way, with a positive accent, so that in further conversations it would be more difficult for Olga Fedorovna to speak badly about him. And without condemnation of the husband, most likely, it will not do here.

- Yes, amazing! Imagine, when he left us with three-year-old Yulenka, he went to a woman older than me and with two children, to the unemployed. So I was surprised, you know? And she immediately told Yulenka that we would never forgive him for such a betrayal. Never. And we'll be fine on our own. I worked at school and on an extension, and Yulenka went to kindergarten very well. She is an amazing girl...

"Well," the Master thought, "it started, the positive pillow didn't help..."

The thirty-eight-year-old girl looked tensely at Benya, who, in turn, also stared intently at the skinny smooth cat licking itself in the sun.

- And what did Yulenka answer you then? She was very young, wasn't she? The master looked into the woman's eyes and made sure that they were grey-green.

- Oh, she's smart. I understood everything right away. She agreed with me,” Olga Fyodorovna said solemnly.

It doesn't matter if Julia remembered that she agreed to consider her own father a traitor and do everything together with her mother. The master knew that the subconscious catches words, images and decisions much earlier than the mind matures, earlier than life experience, will and logic allow a person to comprehend what is happening. Little Yulia must have been upset by the absence of her father... and this is how children's logic worked. Dad left, so mom can go too. To keep mom, you have to be good and you need to support mom in everything.

A good girl always agrees with her beloved mother, at the same time setting herself a routine for life. After all, the denial of the father is the root of many problems in the life of a daughter ...

Very many!

Much bigger than people think. This is the biggest obstacle in life.

Many people ask the question: why is it necessary to dive deep into the period of childhood in order to solve today's problems? The answer is very simple: to change the picture of the world that took shape at that particular period and was fixed for life. In childhood, there are many unconscious grievances, fears, the brightest impressions of the events of those days forever remain subconscious programs. All this forms the attitude to the world of an adult personality. This attitude to the world encourages to build a certain type of relationship with oneself and others.

And here, the mother’s repeated words that “dad is a traitor” and that “we will never forgive him” laid deep problems in the girl’s life. And Olga Fedorovna, despite her pedagogical education and life experience, still did not understand that even in Yulia’s childhood she shaped the fate of not only her, but also her own, and Benedict, and other grandchildren, if they can still appear.

To break this chain of problems and change fate, you need to be able to go back to the source and change the picture of the past.

Is it possible?

Oh yeah.

But for this you need to go back to the past already different! At least he understands his mistakes.

Changed.

Accepting the Happiness of Femininity.

Master knew that the biggest obstacle on this path was lying to oneself. Oh, how many lies there are in this family... And what is most depressing is that this family is typical. There are a lot of them. He knew this well. And here is a new meeting with such a family where it should not have been, because I was traveling with a different task. And he could not stay away - the fate of the boy, the future man, was at stake.

How to get through this layer of lies in the mind and touch your essence, pure, bright, which is in everyone?

The Master has led thousands of women through this path. Not everyone reached their brightest part - the notorious "human factor" often stopped halfway. But, even after taking just a few steps, women changed their fate.

The same chain of sequences leads to changes. To wish - to realize - to make a decision - to take an action.

Wish. Wish to live well probably everything, but...

You have to really wish! Most often, the desire for the necessary strength arises when the "fried rooster pecks." Perhaps this is the most common way to make you wish. Painful but effective. "Rooster" breaks through the first layer of lies, consisting of the illusion "everything is fine, beautiful marquise, everything is fine ...". And the marquise begins to understand that not everything is as good as she thought, and that she, in fact, is not a marquise ... She suddenly realizes that the marquise in high heels remained there, in her early youth, and she was not far behind the running on four hooves of a horse. And the interest of men is not the same - not everyone wants to sleep with a horse, and the Marquise, already harnessed to the plow, is still in the illusions of the past.

Awareness. Here comes the second phase. But it must also be deep, and most importantly, honest. To honestly understand the reasons for one's such state, one's problems, means going through another layer of lies, this is, in fact, already halfway to Happiness. Consciousness is a matter from which a living canvas of life is created. And consciousness can be changed, which means that life itself can be changed! It turns out that all our past is in our head. Head again! And by “changing” your head, you can change your life.

Now there are many assistants who are ready to help “change” the head. But the Master knows that not all assistants have solved their problems by themselves. Therefore, often such “helpers” do not help, but, on the contrary, complicate life even more.

Decide for many it is not difficult. As the classic Mine Reed said: “I made the decision to quit smoking twenty times ...” But still, it works for someone, and the decision goes into the next phase - and is completed. Action.

“Yes, the chain is long,” the Master thought, “and at each link it can break, and the mud of lies will again drag all the desire to be happy to the cozy bottom…”

The master has seen very many seekers of happiness and knew the bitter statistics - only a few of them have reached their cherished goal. He loved women and did everything to ensure that there were as many of them as possible. Now, next to him was another family, far from Happiness. Is there any way to help them? From his experience, he knew that next to him, as a rule, were nonrandom people and only those who not hopeless.

“Well, we only dream of peace…” – the Master said to himself and grinned.

- Olga Fedorovna, and Yulia's husband? .. - The lack of understanding of the question gave the Teacher an excellent chance.

Olga Fedorovna immediately switched to a loud whisper, especially since Yulia went to Benya and reprimanded him, rubbing her palms with a damp disinfectant napkin - the kid still stroked the cat.

- A very good, pleasant man, a little older than Yulenka, - Olga Fedorovna answered. “They divorced when Bena was two… You see, he lost his business. Well, everything connected with it. Do you understand? The woman's gaze rested directly on the Master's face. “You must understand.

The master didn't have to.

But he - perfectly - understood.

He understood that in such a Family it means a man who has lost his business - in the eyes of the Family, he immediately ceases to be a man. The master also understood the deep reason for the loss of business - it also lies in such a Family.

Therefore, a further story about this story was already uninteresting.

- Pleasant weather ... Will you go to the sea after breakfast? the Master asked lightly.

– Oh, no, first acclimatization. We flew in specifically for three weeks, you know? We will go through the markets, we need to see swimwear, pareos and all that.

I thought you brought everything with you!

“Here you are, like all men,” Olga Fyodorovna said coquettishly. - What kind of girl at the resort will refuse a new thing? And then, we mostly have children's things with us, and we ourselves carried quite a bit. Do we need a lot? Yulenka is a creative person, a tablet and the Internet are enough for her. I ... how much do I need at my age? For example, I don't have a bathing suit. I need closed. I want to look here, after all, Europe ... do you understand me?

The master smiled, enjoying the warm rays of the sun on his cheek. He knew that he would hear this teacher’s “you understood” a hundred or two hundred times a day, and before Olga Fedorovna’s inner gaze at that moment, children’s heads once again appear, bowed to textbooks, in which nothing is clear anyway, but, in order to be Good for their Teacher, the whole class will exhale as one barely audible: “Understood ... understood,” even if it is not true.

Julia returned to the table.

“They planted the terrace in an interesting way,” she said casually. - I would rearrange the flowerpots a bit, but in general it is clear what style they were trying to achieve.

- Are you a florist? the Master asked.

“I graduated from a financial university,” Yulia said. The diploma was still the subject of her pride. When a woman does not have a man, she is approved by a diploma. - I worked in a bank, and then decided to open my own business. I took courses ... now I have a chain of flower shops and a floristic design bureau.

“Yulenka made herself,” Olga Fyodorovna said unexpectedly obsequiously. The master no longer needed to decipher - Yulia was the wallet of this same-sex family of mother and daughter, and Olga Fedorovna was very fond of spending money. The childish “I want” broke through in her, and she lost control over money, but not over her own! But the “male” decisions were already made by the Teacher with experience, and Yulia, no matter how she kicked, here she just carried out her will. The master even understood that the control was carried out both by direct pressure and by manipulating the word "heart" and a bottle of Corvalol. Typical tools in such a psychological Family.

"You're doing great," the Master said approvingly. – Perhaps you are going to increase momentum?

“Well, yes,” Yulia hesitated. - It's just that now we have enough, rent in Moscow has risen in price ... I prefer to expand my client base. I work with corporate clients, events, restaurants…

The energy stopped here, the Master thought. She stopped dead because the same-sex family closed in on itself. There was a ray of hope - and this ray was Benedict, but what fate awaits the Russian boy Benya, Benechka with a powerful grandmother and no less powerful mother in Russia?

- Did you like films with Cumberbatch? the Master asked.

“Why did they like it,” said Yulia. “Today I am very...

But the word "I love" was never uttered, because the right time had not yet come for him.

“But it's good that Julia Loves,” thought the Master.

So there is a chance.

Just great!

Julia, doing business and advancing in it, learned one lesson well. Do not get tired of striving for success in all areas of life. One success leads another - this is the secret of an active, dynamic and vibrant existence. The young woman left out one thing. It is impossible to be successful in money and totally unhappy in your personal life. You cannot promote energy flows in one area and block them in another. In order for a river to lay a Stream in the Body of Life and move actively, it should not be half covered with ice, but half almost boiling from an excess of invested forces and energy. The car cannot move if one of its wheels is blocked and does not rotate.

If there is success in business, and in personal life there is a dark haze and emptiness, sooner or later such an imbalance will simply tear fate apart. Imbalance - and the wave of the "fatal 40s" - lost lives ... and lost faith.

There is another rule that works. If we draw an analogy with the same machine, it is possible that the operating wheels push the unit, but the whole mechanism feels the braking of unsuccessful, lagging power units, the load of unresolved problems.

Do you have such problems, dear reader?

It can be defined with a single question and a single answer. Tell me, are you personally happy?

Fully! Without any but!

If you hesitate with a clear answer or your answer sounds: "Yes, but ..." - know that behind this BUT you are preparing to describe your non-spinning wheel, your braking unit.

And whatever it is, you can try to remove it. Don't go through life with a brake shoe.

Julia could hardly have risen higher in her business - without awareness, without femininity and acceptance that she needs help. This situation was identical to that of the overstuffed, resisting suitcase.

We constantly see reflections of the metaphysical in everyday life, the Master thought. He admired Yulia's swarthy collarbones, her open belly, her sharp movements, her hair whitened to a moonshine. A stubborn wrinkle on the forehead, like a rune or the inscription "I myself" contradicted the young, full of strength body. Well, or "I don't need anyone."

Benedict rushed off with the very girl whom Olga Fedorovna scolded at the airport. A young mother, apparently about twenty-seven years old, rushed with the children and shouted that she would look after them.

"He'll hurt himself," said Yulia, and tensed up.

- She will slip by the pool, - Olga Fedorovna, ready for an active search for her grandson, gathered in the same way. “You know, Master, I devoted my whole life to my family. Here is Yulechka and Benechka. Yulenka had a happy childhood. Always Santa Claus New Year. Always mugs, dresses, drawing, dancing. And Benya will not need anything from us at all! - And then she looked a little anxiously at Yulia, again confirming that she was afraid that her daughter would get out of her influence and cover the cash flow.

- Julia, are you going to rebuild a family? the Master asked softly.

"Why," the young woman said a little nervously. - I have Benya. You see, I did everything myself. I thought my husband would be an assistant ... support ... support. And it, on the contrary, turns out to be just another additional load. Maxim was very afraid of getting sick - the flu, diabetes, cancer. He looked so strong, but he turned out to be so suspicious. I read some sites, insisted on chaga and garlic, meditated at dawn. No wonder he lost business. I thought he would at least take care of his son. So no.

The master looked again at the figurine of Benedict, who was deftly running among the other children. “Did Maxim have a place next to his son? The right to do it? Or they showed him a well-dressed, well-fed boy, they said, “Take care of the child, you are the father, come on, set an example for him.” And then they scolded if suddenly after these classes the child's T-shirt turned out to be dirty? At that moment, due to the wrong imbalance of energies, from the overwhelming Pedagogical voice, most likely, Maxim, unknown to the Master, had an internal block, and he said that he was busy now.

Perhaps he wanted to play pranks with his son, and not set an example for him. Perhaps he simply wanted to live, and not follow the same-sex family rules that had developed long before him and Benedict.

“And in general he was a weakling,” Yulia unexpectedly summed up. “Mama's boy, grew up without a father,” and she broke off.

“We are a completely different matter,” Olga Fyodorovna said quickly, picking up the picture covering the gaping hole in the wall of a prosperous Family. - I am a teacher with experience, an honored teacher. We won't make any mistakes. Benechka will be a real man. I know how to raise it. That's just while he's small, let's support him healthy, otherwise he has either a tummy or snot. But it happens, then the kids outgrow. And in general, boys mature later than girls, we may send him to school later.

And the Master saw that on the confident words of the Mother-Teacher, a woman, Julia relies on the support of the Man. A strong woman complemented another Strong woman and invisibly constructed the image of the Father and the Man in the family. An ideal, cloudy, ghostly image, because masculine is masculine, and women, even two, cannot truly create it ...

But here he was. Ghost Man...

An example for Benechka.

Of course, a single woman can raise a man out of a boy, but only in one case. And the Master knew this option.

When Mom is a Woman!

Cool Woman!

- Tell me, during pregnancy, did you think about who you want - a boy, a girl? the Master asked.

“Oh,” Julia replied, “I actually wanted two. First, a girl, like a mother, so that there is an older sister for the second child - a boy.

“It would be easier with a girl,” Olga Fyodorovna raised her voice again, “but we are very happy with Benechka too, right? He is our sun, our future protector. Julia, call him. There are other people's children, and Benya catches viruses so easily. It's better not to let him go to other people's children. We need to acclimatize. We've been here for three weeks.

The master heard that the word "alien" was highlighted and taken as if with tweezers and thrown away.

“And to build a family anew,” Yulia added nervously, getting up to go after her son, “I'm not going to. I don’t know what you think, you are a psychologist, you write books, but it’s better to rely on yourself. When you are standing near an abyss and you think that someone's hand is nearby, and it turns out to be weak, it is too easy to stumble and fall. You see, when there is no support right away, you don’t relax and keep the balance yourself. And when you count on something, the effort goes differently and you lose your balance. Something like this. And having a husband for sex is too high a price for sex.

The master was well aware of such a position - it occurs quite often. But he, unlike such women, was not mistaken on this score. He knows what this opinion stands for and what problems it leads to.

Julia rushed to protect the boy from dangerous Alien children. And Olga Fedorovna proudly added:

- We have everything. Yulenka is a successful entrepreneur. We have money. All that a man can give is money. This is the main thing. I will always support her in business, and you see, I even agreed to leave my job and sit with Benya. He gets sick very often. Why do we need someone? We are strong girls and we can do it ourselves. It can be hard, of course, but that's why there are two of us. Do you understand?

Master - Understood.

She wants to be alone, not because she really wants to, but because the men she would like to have are not suitable for her. To have a prince nearby, you yourself have to be a princess. Everything is very simple.

And Olga Fedorovna.

She benefits from the loneliness of her daughter - she does not want to share power and money with anyone. And money. She is so comfortable. So she needs. And he receives dividends for his need.

And Benedict. Especially Benedict.

A boy in such a family has the most acute question - to live or exist, or not to live at all. With such Mom and Grandmother, it is almost impossible to enter life as a normal man. The master understood that it was the Soul of Benedict who organized this meeting to save a life.

- I'll go to the sea, Olga Fyodorovna. It is very interesting to talk with you, thank you for that,” he said, looking warmly at the woman. "We'll definitely meet again at dinner, right?"

- Uh-uh ... - The face of the Teacher turned pink. - Necessarily!

“I want to see what you will buy,” the Master continued. - The new clothes that you will find on the first day here, in a new country, are very important. I will gladly admire you!

- Oh, well, here are your psychological tricks, - Olga Fedorovna smiled. - I'll try not to deceive expectations!

The master nodded to Yulia and seriously looked into the boy's eyes, running his dry palm over the warm top of his head, and went to greet the satin, velvet, blue Adriatic. And it was felt that she was also preparing for the meeting - she looked great!

Chapter 2

Muzhebaby

Evening descended on the coast.

The master has already managed to walk along the surrounding paths, swim twice, and devote a couple of hours to work. He knew how to live fully. This is one of the qualities of a happy person - to live every minute to the maximum. He was pleased with the sea and the mountains, which revealed to him the facets of beauty and gave him interesting and useful thoughts. He was also pleased that the book went. He caught the wave!

And he knew how time was running out for a family that needed him, in his help - they, most likely, changed the child's clothes several times, huddled around the stuffy shops, looking for "the very best", perhaps they found it; ate, stopped Benedict's attempts to swim at least in the pool or make friends with someone; We returned to the apartment, set up the air conditioner, tried on what we bought, discussed it. In a word, it was the usual vanity of vanities for such a family.

Such is the rest of many other same-sex families and couples of girlfriends, lovers or companions. On the one hand, women form their own, slightly vain kind of leisure, on the other hand, they are constantly tensed in readiness that external male attention will be paid to them - even those who have long preferred women in sex or have chosen complete abstinence, similar to alcohol. .

As a result, by dinner the Master was fresh and full of energy, Olga Fyodorovna appeared in a long beach kimono with multi-colored butterflies, brightly tinted, but not refreshed, and Yulia, seating Benedict at the table, looked longingly at the near strip of the sea.

“Mom, I’ll go for a swim after dinner.”

- Yulenka, do you value your health? - Sincerely said the Teacher, who had just had a productive conversation with a rich buffet. “It doesn’t let you down, my girl?” I've put my whole life into keeping you healthy. Trust your mom, you can't swim in the sea on the first day. Acclimatization, the body is not used to it yet.

Benedict, emotionally tired, breathing in the stuffy aromas of endless shopping malls and lacking free movement and positive attitudes, sullenly picked food, not intending to start it.

“Mom, well, I’m not a girl for a long time,” Yulia objected. - I'm going. The master was bathing,” she resorted to an argument that looked childish, but in fact was fraught with many layers and subtexts, including the veiled Appeal to the Authority of Man.

- The master is not my daughter, - Olga Fedorovna was not taken aback. “We need to call the Ivanovs after dinner and plan everything for my birthday. Do you want me to not have a holiday here either, or that I plow like I do at home, constantly pulling everything out on myself? Benya is sick - it's on me, I raised you - everything was on me, my strength is not the same, daughter.

These phrases were worked out over the years and already sounded like mantras ...

The master ate a light salad and easily deciphered what was happening.

It was not a matter of principle or a matter of genuine concern for Julia.

It was a matter of power and the establishment of true dominance in a same-sex family. Moreover, Olga Feodorovna herself might not have known about it, but she was implementing the strategy of the Dictatorship of Motherhood.

Maternal Love is a very ambiguous thing.

The master knew this subject very well, much better than most women, despite the fact that he was a man. In childhood, until the age of twelve, he lived little with his mother, and this helped him form into a harmonious personality. So fate saved him from his mother's ice rink. But from the age of twelve, five years were for him the most difficult years in his life - he fully experienced such maternal love. But he was already an adult and did not succumb to this powerful pressure. But I saw all the "charms" another side of motherhood and received a good inoculation and an incentive to study this difficult topic in depth.

Promoted as the brightest and most selfless of all possible types of love, Holy Motherly Love at some point in a child’s life, and often even during pregnancy, turns from a natural phenomenon into an end in itself, a means of control, and even forms attitudes that interfere with daughters for many years to come. or a son to create his own family, to find realization in love and in life. Attachment to the mother and her complete dictates, often completely hidden by Good Intentions (hidden from the mother herself, too, and such unconscious, unconscious motherly love is especially dangerous), the inability to let go into life, let go into Adulthood and into Another Love - all this leads to painful moving along the same vectors – half a step towards Yourself, two steps Back to the Mother.

And closer to fifty, the Daughter looks the same as the Mother, despite the fact that she is more than twenty years older - the Mother keeps her form due to the energies of her daughter.

Once in Estonia, the editor of a publishing house that translated and published the Master's books, who did not know Russian very well, at a meeting with readers, called Mother's Love: "A mother's love."

- Right, right! - the Master supported her mistake according to Freud.

Indeed, such an all-controlling, all-devouring “love” cannot be called in any other way than “obscene”.

Now the Master saw that it was fundamentally important for Olga Fyodorovna to be obeyed. It was not a question of the health of the already very adult Yulenka, it was a question of the Principle, the question of Who is the Most Important, the usual way of life, and one more thing - Olga Fedorovna did not really want to sit with the capricious (but dearly loved, no one argues with this) Benedict, and that I no longer wanted to go with him to the room and lull the boy to sleep while Yulia still bathes.

In other words, the Teacher guarded her comfort zone, her immunity zone. And, as it often happens, this self-protection was carefully camouflaged under the manifestation of Maternal Love.

"Yes, what's not in maternal love- thought the Master, - but real love is really not enough in this Maternal Feeling.

Don't shout, don't wave your hands.

Actually a little.

The master saw that Julia was ready to say some kind of harshness; Benedict was moaning, demanding fries and ice cream, and chasing vegetable slices around his plate. The master got up easily, went to the table with drinks, brought two tall "adult" glasses of milk, casually placed one near the boy.

"It's warm," he said calmly, looking directly into Olga Fyodorovna's eyes. - It is warm. Do you know, by the way, that you have chosen your clothes very well? Butterfly is an ancient symbol of femininity, female power, magic, constant transformation from Beauty to Beauty. Are you also ready to be transformed, Olga Feodorovna? You see, your anniversary, here, near the Adriatic, is simply magical. And butterflies are very welcome.

The master, with every word, with every image, planted a new understanding of life and relationships in the mind of Olga Feodorovna. This on the eve of the anniversary has a special power and can help her successfully move into the second maturity.

If she wants it.

No one has the right to decide for her.

But to create the conditions under which the seeds of the new can germinate, the Master had the right.

And not only had the right ...

It was his mission to create conditions in which awareness took place.

And the awakening of personality.

Yulia was about to say something harsh about the fact that her child, without asking her and without a long preliminary conversation, is being fed, or rather, watered by a stranger, albeit a pleasant person ... Olga Fedorovna, on whose lips the argument "the boy has not yet eaten properly" froze , why does he need milk, ”she also fell silent in confusion, not yet understanding how exactly to respond to a compliment. Benedict, holding an exquisite thin-walled glass with both hands, having drunk the milk without objection, which the Adult Man also sipped from the same glass, jumped down from the chair and asked:

“Mom, can I play over there with that girl?”

Both ladies were confused, and in the end Julia nodded. They obeyed the second man as well.

“Now there will be evening animation near the restaurant,” a waiter passing by said affably, in pure Russian, “the children will be entertained a little after dinner, and then there will be a movie screening in the fresh air. The cartoon, however, is not translated, it is in English, but very good.

Benedict happily walked over to the other children.

There was a feeling that several barrels of oil were poured onto a stormy sea. Olga Fedorovna and Yulia, realizing that Something was going on against their will, were at a loss - Strong Women had lost Control, and they were very Uncomfortable, although formally - formally! Nothing happened, but what happened was for the good.

This is how every Really Strong Woman reacts when fate pulls out, takes away or just gently asks her to hand over the Steering Wheel to a Man.

“Imagine how wonderful it is,” the Master said calmly. – The more independent Benedict becomes, the more time and energy you will have for your own life. And you, Olga Fyodorovna, and you, Yulia.

The master skillfully sowed the seeds of simple truths into this feminine realm.

- No, no, this is a man's view of things! Olga Feodorovna protested, trying to defend her bastions. – Are you laughing?.. Mother is forever! And a child needs a mother for life, every day, it does not depend on his adulthood and independence at all!

Hardened Motherhood rushed to defend its lost position.

“On the other hand, the adulthood and independence of a child, especially a boy, directly depend on how happy and fulfilled his mother is,” thought the Master.

But he did not say this important thought aloud yet - it was still too early.

The secret formula for family happiness looks like this - "The woman is happy - everyone is happy".

Women often think in the opposite way - if everyone is happy, then so am I - then, finally, according to the residual principle. A woman turns herself inside out, surrendering herself to housework and children, bringing her Point of Personality, Point of Interest in Life somewhere outside into the family, into the health and regime of household members, into education, circles and sections of children, into the superheroic provision of home and life.

But if a woman gets everything she needs, if she leaves the burning of her Personality Point inside herself, inside her energy and strength, only then will she become the Accumulator of love that the Universe is saturated with. Only then will she give full warmth and light to those around her. Only then, in Happiness, inner Happiness will open with a wonderful flower of Femininity - and bear fruit.

The extinct sun does not shine and does not warm and cannot keep the planets around it ...

It is no coincidence that, according to the rules, in the event of an airplane crash, an oxygen mask must be worn on a woman, and then on a child, otherwise both die. The master noticed many times the mothers' indignation at this demand. Even reasonable security condition could not overcome the noisy, ostentatious and thoroughly selfish obscene love.

A woman talks about her loved ones - if they get everything they need, then they will give me what I need. If I do everything for them, they will do everything for me. If I take care of them, they will take care of me.

But this does not work.

On the contrary, the more a woman shows concern for a child, especially starting from the age of seven, the less she will receive care, and even cause aggression in her address.

When the Master sees the aggressive behavior of children towards their parents, the diagnosis is made quickly and simply - the parents (more often the mother) have fallen in love with the children.

Put your children first in your life.

And not only the aggression of children, but also their illnesses, failed destinies, up to early death.

Simple as that.

And how many lies around this simplicity ...

And in this family, everything is clear.

“We need to save the guy,” the Master thought again.

To give something to a child, you must first cultivate it in yourself. You can't give a child a million if you don't have it. You can not give him happiness if the parents are unhappy.

Therefore, the original ability to take care of oneself is needed.

If no self love, That You won’t get anything from the outside either - there is no receiver!

In this case caring for loved ones becomes self-interest. And love is not bestowed, but invested, and interest is expected from the investment.

Meanwhile, this resource grows only by itself, and cannot be presented as an account.

The love given must be pure, without the slightest admixture of self-interest.

In a relationship, any expectations end sadly. So endless investment in “Them” turns into complete bankruptcy - emptiness in oneself, wasted patience, burnout, resentment, which is why there is no Feedback.

Unfortunate are those guarded by obscene love, unhappy is the guardian mother ...

Who then can take care of the Woman?

Any Force on the Living Earth needs some kind of hands that will carry out Its will. And these hands, first of all, are the hands of the Woman herself. The desire to become happy personally, to return the spark of life and Love inside oneself, opens up magical resources that many are not even aware of. Having found the true nourishment of the Earth, having been filled with Love, one can be not just a mother, but a Feeding Mother - in the energetic sense of the word. So that the children and the spouse are filled from you and the truly destined Cycle of Good in the family, in the country, in the world is revived.

Giving love to loved ones is a round-the-clock watch of a woman. Therefore, self-love should also become a round-the-clock state.

Let a woman ask herself - what else can I do for you, my love? Sleep more? Or go to bed during the day? Shut up in the bathroom for half an hour? Paint your nails even if you have nowhere to go? Get creative? Draw? Read a book? Walk alone? Dress up for no reason? How else can I please myself? There is a lot of everything in the world, Designed, Specially Created For Her Joy!

This is not selfishness, not narcissism. This is "self-feeding for all breastfeeding mothers".

Reader, my precious, only and Beloved Woman!

If you are happy, everyone will be happy.

Because when you're really full, you can't keep it to yourself. You will radiate Happiness and a sense of Love around, and this will really change everything. You will become a conductor of the All-Creating Love of the Earth, Femininity and Light, and believe me, this will be your true, unique Power.

Simple as that!

And how difficult it is. In this Family and others like her...

- I lived Yulenka's interests all my life! And now all we have is Benechka. We will raise him so that he does not need anything! - Olga Fedorovna continued to run away, first of all herself.

“We,” the Master thought, “how clearly she outlined the socio-gender role substitution and the concept of her same-sex family ...”

Julia nodded in agreement, but remained silent. But she felt tense. Something in her did not agree with the painfulness of what was happening now - but Yulia did not know what exactly, did not see a way out and did not dare to argue with Mother, especially since Mother (she is also the head of a same-sex family) said Knowingly Right Things that cannot be objected to.

Because that's what everyone says. Or almost everything. Which is the same. The majority is always right.

But in everyone there is also an individual, unique Soul. Which does not want to live “like everyone else”, and if you hear it, you can hear something else. And this other thing did not allow Yulia to calmly perceive the right things of the Mother. So there was tension.

“Olga Fyodorovna, why not now give Julia the education of Benedict,” the Master said, “and not look for personal happiness herself?” Happiness can be realized through intimacy with another person, through creativity. The fact that you chose clothes with the image of butterflies says what a tender, feminine soul you have. How you want to flutter, finally handing over the difficult earthly affairs to someone who will be ready to make harmony and a single whole with you.

Olga Fedorovna did not expect such a continuation. She was again knocked out of the knurled rut. Do you really have to surrender your strongest bastion? And fly somewhere, God forbid, like a butterfly?.. Become Unnecessary in your motherly love?!

No way! And she rushed to the counterattack:

- If you are talking about marriage, then this is not even funny. Russian women carry too much on themselves to think about this at sixty. You see, life forces us to be strong, forces us to this. Otherwise, we would simply cease to exist. Of course, I wish Yulenka personal happiness, right, Yulia? But our experience shows that if everything is fine with work, it is easier to do without men. And I have to give myself to Benechka. Who will take care of the boy? Yulia has a business, events (the word “events” also relied on a rather large percentage of condemnation), she needs a lot of time to do things. I'm used to living for others and I can't do it any other way.

Julia also came to the defense, but already of her comfort zone.

- And Benya, - Yulia hastily put in, blushing and for some reason embarrassed, - goes to the children's sports section. A man is teaching there… a coach. He will set the necessary example. Everything is decided by the right selection of education and circles, Master. Finally, there are psychologists. Also men. Pay money - and all difficulties can be solved. In our life, it so happened that men did not give personal happiness and became only a burden. Is it true.

“We don’t need men,” Olga Fedorovna supported her daughter and strengthened the shaky bastion. With them, without them, you still have to do everything yourself. Excuse me, I don't know what your marital status is, Master, but we decided so. Without men. Do you understand me?

“I understand you,” the Master replied sincerely.

And looked into Julia's eyes.

Personal happiness cannot be taken from someone, it can only be grown from oneself, from a fragile sprout of the originally destined harmony.

Personal happiness can be given. And definitely needed!

Personal happiness can be created together with someone. Most of all, personal happiness is revealed between a man and a woman.

And extinguished too ... And it depends on both.

Expecting happiness outside, as a gift or a gift, linking it to another person, to an external event or a favorable turn in business and / or relationships, a person hopelessly denies himself the very chance for happiness.

And what is important - you need to be happy here on Earth, and not in Heaven. And many are eager to go there, because they cannot become happy here.

Having defended, as they considered, their bastion, Olga Fedorovna and Yulia delved into the discussion of the upcoming anniversary, and the Master threw back the cover of the tablet.

“Here it is, the point of confluence of hardened Motherhood and unrealized Femininity,” the Master thought, “how closely they are connected! They cannot exist without each other. If you see one, there is definitely another. From this inextricable ring most often come out through a Man or through the Death of a Child. Yes, yes - the Feminine Essence desires Realization, and if a woman rejects men, then she is ready to sacrifice motherhood, especially since it does not bring anything good.

* * *

… This morning I thought about her.

About them - about one familiar girl and her ego. At the age of thirty, the two of them chose a sports career instead of Love and Family. So she fell into a trap. As a result, her ambitions did not come true, and today she has neither a career in sports, nor Love and her Family, and her mother is raising the child.

The same same-sex family?

There are always different possibilities in Life – and the possibility to dispose of them in different ways. What to choose - Love or Ego? The results of such a choice will be extremely different, most often diametrically opposed.

How to evaluate what exactly you have chosen? Is your path correct? Everything is simple. Draw a vector from such a fork to the present moment. Look honestly where you are now. The vector went up, does health, happiness and joy come every year? It means that the choice was wise, based on Love.

And if the vector went down? And you do not feel Love, Happiness, health turns into unhealthy and in your life there are longings and experiences, disorder, dissatisfaction with yourself and others?

Ask an honest question - why?

Remember how you passed a certain turning point. Then for the first time you felt that you were sacrificing Love, your Destiny. That was the first call. Remember what you did next - these are subsequent calls. These are the forks in your Path to happiness or unhappiness, to fulfilling Love or devastating Ego.

These forks are always there, small and large, leading up or down.

Your reaction to this is also a fork in the road.

Where is your Path, Woman?

* * *

It was written easily - women were sitting opposite, with whom an invisible dialogue was going on. The master also understood that this invisible communication was actually very real, and women, without realizing it, absorbed the thoughts that sounded in his head.

Whether we like it or not, our fields closely interact even at a great distance, and even more so when we are very close.

The master often did not have to say anything, but simply to be around, to talk about simple things, and people learned, or rather, awakened deep wisdom in themselves. This is the power of the Master. Every true Master.

Therefore, Olga Fedorovna and Yulia gradually turned on, hard work was going on inside them, one might even say - the struggle between the old and the new, stereotypes and truth.

And most importantly, the Master carried and immensely gave Love! And all doors open to Love, all bastions dissolve before it. If you give something on the wave of Love, then it will definitely reach the addressee.

Such is the Power of Love.

Master loved Love and she loved him. Therefore, he freely used this power, and worked Miracles with its help.

The strong women that the Master wrote about and who sat in front of him are filled with a different Power.

The Power of the Mind.

Mind without Love.

This is the biggest problem of Strong women. They are strong in Mind without sufficient Love.

But when a woman fills her wonderful Mind with Love, a Miracle happens - Aphrodite is born from Athena!

A woman is born.

Wisdom is born.

In the West, they have already come to terms with the fact that the predominance of masculine qualities in women has become the norm, and, it seems, irrevocably. We live on the border of the West and the East, and we still have a chance not to cross the line, beyond which there is a complete loss of femininity. Russia has a heavy legacy - wars, revolution, repression, genderless ideology and education - all this further complicates the situation with femininity.

The most destructive wars in the history of mankind and mass repressions of the twentieth century with the loss of hundreds of millions of men, more than a hundred years of the movement for women's equality, socialization and the entry of women into business, scientific and technological progress, mechanization and automation of labor - all this has already resulted in several generations of men. And this, in turn, gave rise to mass alcoholism, drug addiction and the feminization of men. As a result, a generation of immature men engaged in self-destruction has grown up. In Russia, many millions of men, gamers and simply "mother's sons" and spineless parasites drink, wander and "sit" for a while.

And this situation is not only a problem of the personality of a woman, it turns out that there are interests outside of it.

Therefore, it is appropriate to ask the question - who benefits from this?

First of all - the powerful of this world. Many women are not even aware that their desire for independence from men is fueled, in particular, by the Rockefellers, one of the visible rulers of the world. They secretly and openly finance the feminist movement in the world, that is, they help to educate masculine women. And they do this not for the sake of charity or because of the great love for women - they do not throw money down the drain. The males are working hands giving taxes, these are active consumers spinning the wheel of consumer civilization. There is an even deeper and more subtle reason for large financial investments in men and women - they give birth and raise controlled, infantile, easily controlled men.

And Benechka is a clear candidate for this role. But he had a chance, and this chance is the Master.

But still, all problems begin in the person himself - you can’t hang a hanger on the wall if there is no hook on it.

And life shows that men and women become the main ones responsible for the destruction of love, couples and families, consciously or more often unconsciously copying the behavior of "cool" macho mothers, girlfriends and heroines of television series and glossy magazines, dashingly jumping through life, on pride, human dignity, and then over the corpses of “men” who love them or otherwise depend on them ...

Everyone around suffers more and more from these “fighters of the meaningless front”: they themselves, their children, men, parents, those around them.

Is it all women's fault?

The master heard the words addressed to him more than once that he protects men and shifts responsibility to women. It is the male-female who say this, who still do not want to give up their male positions, they have not yet reached the lowest point of their female fall. Their pillows aren't wet enough yet. And those who reached the Bottom of Unfemininity, felt, saw the hopelessness, happily clutched at his outstretched hand.

The Master's love for women is deep, it reaches the very essence of women, and therefore he saved many women and gave life to their men.

Hopelessness lies in the contradiction of such behavior to the feminine nature itself. The more successful a woman is in a career or even love “battle” with men, the less happy she feels as a result as a woman. The triumph of the "almost male" ego is quickly replaced by female longing and bitter tears, which are "treated" with antidepressants, alcohol, lesbianism and casual relationships. Ultimately, broken female heart, secretly crying female soul, loneliness, children without a father or no children ...

A male-female family, as a rule, consists of a child and her mother (also male-female - a pear is not born from an apple tree!). As a rule, they sent their father and son-in-law either to another woman (this is the best option), or to the other world. In Russia, according to statistics, more than ten million women raise children alone. And this is more than ten million children who have not received a decent start in life. Such women can give children an excellent education, but never happiness.

To heal the nation, the cult of the man-woman must be debunked. This image is enshrined in granite and bronze - women with a sword, with a gun, with a cannonball, with a sickle stand all over the country ... You can often hear a woman's appreciation with such words: “She is a courageous woman! She raised the children alone! And this is not really dignity, but her shame! This means that she has lost her feminine essence, violated the laws of nature, negatively affects subsequent generations and society as a whole. Being a man-woman should be as indecent as being a weak man. Imagine, by analogy, they will say about a man: “What a wonderful feminine man he is!”

And some people already say...

You should stop cultivating the image business woman And bitch women. Inflated ego and ambitions, sharpness of tone and peremptory judgments, propensity for strong-willed and forceful decisions, conflict and aggressiveness, desire for leadership in a couple and family, lack of the necessary respect and love for men and tenderness as a true indicator of femininity, the use of female nature as an instrument of submission the wills of men and the use of them for their own purposes are vices that need to be spoken about loudly.

The master was the first in Russia to speak loudly about these two troubles, closely related to each other: about obscene love and manhood. He spoke loudly in books, at meetings, in the media, which caused a negative reaction of such women in his address. They did not want to agree with this way of theirs, they did not want to admit their responsibility for what is happening around.

But gradually the grains of truth destroy the reinforced concrete of masculinity in men and women, and the natural feminine nature begins to sprout. More and more other Masters are getting involved in this process. And already the women themselves help their compatriots to enter the female state.

Being a woman is becoming fashionable!

The master notes with satisfaction this trend in the country. And here in front of him is another female family, as a visual supplement to the book that he decided to write.

“Well, the problem has a solution, and I know this solution,” the Master said to himself. - Forward and with a song!

* * *

The master thought and looked at the two ladies, immersed in disputes regarding the celebration of the anniversary of Olga Feodorovna.

These were two Fighters of the Senseless Front, two Strong Women who took on Everything.

What is their mission on earth?

They do not create Spaces of Love and Harmony.

Rather destroy.

Their men create it and store it for them - as much as they can, but a man is not able to withstand near an internally Cold, incapable of Giving and deprived of the Sprouts of Love woman, not so long. The warmth that is in true women attracts and attracts him, and, feeling it in other places, he cannot but understand how dull and deprived his own space is.

Children - more precisely, a child - they do not really bring up.

Rather spoil.

By personal example and by his compensatory maternal love.

Realize in a short sexual relationship, become a heterosexual by vocation? It won't work - it requires a special attraction of Femininity, which was not there at all. To be realized in creativity, in a social environment, in a profession? ..

The master thought about the generations of children who were brought up by the Teacher Olga Fedorovna, and shuddered.

“Accident involving young women. The growth of oncological diseases is a karmic projection of the tradition of the male-female family. Treat the whole country.

Starting with specific people.

One corrected fate - one planted Tree of Happiness.

Say what I Know - and hope that I will be Heard.

Being a Woman is a life-giving Happiness.

To give up True Femininity and try to become like a man is a tragedy.

But Personal Choice must be Conscious, and Consciousness is generated by Knowledge.

Knowledge is brought into the world by Teachers, those who have managed to see clearly.

Chapter 3

Anarchy Ring

- The Ivanovs are ready to meet at any moment! Olga Feodorovna was excited. “They said they had nothing to do and asked for just a day's notice. We will have time to do everything, Yulenka? Will we make it?

- It depends on what you want, Mom. Yuliya's tone was, for unknown reasons, neutral. - If there is an exclusive menu and a chef who will cook right in front of us, then such a program takes more time.

In Yulia's facial expressions and plasticity, something slipped that could be characterized by the word "premonition" - and no, it was not pleasant or joyful. Rather, it was like a duty to be passed. Leave with clenched teeth, because there is no way to avoid this.

Julia was getting ready to "cope" rather than celebrate. However, it was also noticeable to the naked eye that her mother did not care about these non-verbal signs of tension and expectation of a catastrophe: the matriarch was exclusively occupied with herself and her own (pleasant and exciting) anticipations and expectations. There was no doubt about who exactly was obliged to play the role of a genie-magician and almost out of thin air to get for Olga Fedorovna the anniversary of her dream. Woe to those who dare to deviate from the script.

“A table for six in a tavern on the coast,” Yulia voiced her ghostly hopes. - It's good there, national color, live music, and somehow everything is cozy, for your own people. Inside the fireplace, and outside the hearth, large boilers. You can see the ships and there is access directly to the beach. You can eat, rent a boat and release lanterns. As in the cartoon, Ben will like it very much.

“When you have your anniversary,” my mother answered her in a tone, “you can rent a cart with a donkey and eat at McDonald’s, or even better, where they give a free roll with jam and palm oil with pizza for six. Maybe not quite like in the cartoon, but very economically. Budget! Although I do not remember the case that you, my dear, saved on yourself. And if my health allowed, you probably would not refuse a picnic on the beach. Why, really, does mom need comfortable chairs in a good restaurant, a choice of dishes without fear of poisoning, as well as an evening dress, makeup, dancing? Bedding, sandwiches ... just right for an old woman. But the Ivanovs will think so.

Julia rolled her eyes expressively.

- Mom, they have known us for a long time, and our wealth, and our opportunities. I thought we'd just all hang out in a nice, comfortable environment. Why this pompous social event, we are on vacation? Beautiful nature, views, the sea, the company in which you can relax.

“Perhaps,” Olga Fedorovna smiled mysteriously, raising her eyebrows, which had been plucked into a thread and drawn anew with a pencil, “we will also invite the Master. Indeed, such a nice man. So pleasant!

Olga Fyodorovna sighed briefly and changed tactics.

“But, daughter, you understand…” she spoke confidentially, but in her voice, so rich and authoritative, pleading, weak notes appeared, “you can’t hit the face of the Ivanovs in the dirt. Then, these are my only guests, my only old friends. They are with their granddaughter, you and Benechka - that's all the people I'm glad to see at any moment. The master would dilute the company a little ... and he is such a pleasant gentleman! Perhaps there will be dancing ... but we have one Misha Ivanov for everyone ... Well, of course, I want to treat everyone with dignity - let's discuss the menu ... discuss?

“Mom, I don’t want to spend too much money on this. I understand that the anniversary ... and I have prepared a gift for you ... very good gift... but still, your wishes that we discussed with you ... they ...

The master sat with his back to the ladies at a nearby table with an open laptop.

So, in the camp of Strong Women there was a serious war for the Distribution of Funds. And this is logical: a tandem of partners is extremely rare in vertically organized same-sex families. The hierarchy of the pack reigns there, and from time to time the one who remained on the sidelines makes an attempt to fight for control over material resources. The subtlety lies in the fact that this family member, reduced to the role of a servant and executor of the whims of the matriarch, is the very source, the getter of the resource.

The daughter - still strong and young - earns, brings and ... loses the right to vote in the use of the fruits of her labor. Why? Because this is not a blessing that she generously brought to the family, not the result of labor, acumen, perseverance and personal qualities. But what? Any self-respecting top of the matriarchal family will proudly answer with pursed lips: this is her duty as a daughter! Carrying money? Firstly, she doesn’t carry much, here Masha, Dasha, Glasha at the Pupkins, Razumkins (underline as necessary) unloads gold in carts. And mine is just a paycheck. Secondly, how much time, effort and money was invested in this child, do you really think I raised an unscrupulous consumer who does not understand the words "duty", "responsibility" at all? Would you like to leave a mother who laid down her life to put her only child on her feet, hungry and impoverished to the mercy of fate? Well, my daughter is not like that!

And actually, "lay down life" is not a figure of speech. The matriarch craves and demands precisely an equivalent exchange. One life to another. That's the whole point. This is love as an investment. Maternal love is a lender. Money is very important in subsequent calculations, of course. But until a couple of decades have passed, the grown-up daughter does not realize that it is not fate to pay this debt: you cannot re-entrust another person with youth, time, opportunities. And if it is impossible, then "this music will be eternal." Forces and resources, any free minute, any surge of energy will be carefully taken away from the one that is younger and potentially freer. Because "and I had you and I couldn't afford it."

Motherhood appears not only as a burden, but also as a martyrdom and a prison. That is why the daughter often tries not to give birth. He chooses the perverted logic of childfree and stubbornly follows the path of the husband-woman, the path of the sexual castrato ...

Afraid to give birth, to produce someone into the world, in which you need to suffer SO.

The top of the family hesitates about procreation. On the one hand, it is very, very tempting to get a daughter in full ownership, because a small child shifts the focus on himself. On the other hand, there must be a fallback option and leverage in case your own offspring decides to buck.

If a woman has problems with gynecology, the first reason is masculinity. An excess of masculine energies begins to rebuild the body in a masculine way, and in the first place, female functions suffer. Courage is a crime against nature, one's own essence, happiness in this life.

A massive epidemic of female impotence is a fait accompli! Although in a woman she is almost invisible outwardly - even with proximity, especially random. It is inside, in the mind and psyche of a woman. Although there are external manifestations - the absence or weakness of a real orgasm, problems with the cycle and other disorders of women's health, thrush, hormonal disorders, oncology of female organs ... All these problems are getting younger from year to year - they can already be found in girls up to eighteen years old ...

At the same time, for some reason, a lot is said and written about impotent men (as well as about male infidelity, violence, alcoholism, rudeness), but you rarely hear about female impotence, female rudeness, cruelty and, in general, about the lack of femininity ...

The master calmly looked at the laptop screen, long, already slightly tanned fingers flew over the keys: the text flowed onto the page by itself and, as happens with complete immersion in the Flow, the replicas from behind every minute confirmed and supported the formulated thoughts. Like comments on something still unspoken, the words of Yulia and Olga Fedorovna fit flawlessly into the canvas.

This made the Master chuckle unhappily and knowingly.

Julia is a real warrior, and perhaps she has no equal at company meetings, not least because of such training battles with her mother. In which, as in a duel with a windmill, a knight, by definition, cannot win.

“Mom, you must admit it,” Yulia drank her cold coffee and sighed, “Ivan's people are oh-oh-very not poor. What you chose on the menu will not surprise them in any way, there will be no special taste in everything, and the money will fly away decently. Caviar, seafood is also in Moscow, the same quality, as it seems to me. Better something local, fresh. Well, I don’t know there - lamb on fire, baked vegetables. Beverages!

- Not the poor! - Olga Fedorovna masterfully ignored everything that was said, except for a couple of words that were convenient for her. And they never spare anything for each other. If I also clung to your hobbies and a decent education, then you wouldn’t even know how the word “seafood” is spelled, let alone compare their taste in local and Moscow restaurants. Maybe you should have done what your dad suggested: send him to school after the ninth grade. For a cook or a manicurist. Be content with little! Needed where was born. Such are the theses, daughter. To sit and cut someone else's dirty hair, and not roam around Montenegro.

© Nekrasov A., text, 2017

© Centerpolygraph, 2017

Introduction

“If I’m so strong, then why does it hurt so much?”

How many women are asking themselves this question today!

How much has been done for the sake of this Power, in order to feel, to feel yourself on an equal footing - or even HIGHER (but what about heels?); at first there was a struggle against corsets and for wearing trousers, against family disenfranchisement and for the opportunity to work and vote.

Give, give, give, women shouted throughout the twentieth century.

We deserve, we are worthy, we are people too - notice us!

And the Earth is also a woman, the Earth responded, providing everything that was asked. And the right to walk without corsets, and without skirts, and even without clothes at all, exposing the body for show, if its owner so desires.

And the woman turned out to be noticed, equal, strong. Strong. Very strong!

Against the background of wars and revolutions, financial crises and all political upheavals, the Power of a woman grew and strengthened. It would seem that the process is magnificent and deserves respect, but after all, without a doubt, there are universal, universal zones of conservation of energy and matter. If strength accumulates in one place, it inevitably disappears in another.

And the man began to weaken ...

And the family began to weaken ...

Along with this struggle for her rights in the family and in society, another, different struggle took place within herself, transforming the secret and deep feminine principle. Demanding a masculine sound in society, a woman also changed the deepest vibrations in herself.

And lost the secret...

And lost women's health ...

But a strong woman draws logical conclusions:

“I am pretty, smart, wealthy, but I can’t find my soul mate, because there are few worthy ones.”

“I am free and independent of men! I have been trying to achieve this for a long time and I don’t want to lose my independence!”

“I decided to live alone because men don’t meet my needs anyway.”

“I live with a man, but he is weak, and it turns out that I am dragging not only my problems, but also his - why do I need this?”

“All men are goats, they change everything, and not a single one is able to remain faithful - why should I tear my heart out because of another goat?”

“I have to make a man do what I want; since it exists, I will benefit from it for myself.”

So the same situations, the same fears of women who have won many rights in this world are spoken in different ways. Motivators and campaign pages of social networks, communities of single mothers and women who have survived a divorce, an army of singles who have chosen business, childfree and same-sex love - all these are happy ... women?

Who are… free and joyful?

Women who… are not afraid of anything?

Who ... have a light and comfortable soul?

Oh no. Not at all the way you would like...

The most important, basic fear is the fear of love.

It's not a fear to be Not beloved, this is not a fear of living in a dislike.

Something much bigger and deeper.

It's fear not withstand love, because in order to endure love, one must let it deep into oneself, and for this one must discover and expose too much, trust too much, become too sincerely a sensual, sensitive and feeling woman. Thirsty for affection and support, in need of his soul mate - and at the same time, as if open to a blow. And it seems to a woman that if this openness exists, then there may be a blow.

They can hurt, they can humiliate, they can hurt the living, the inner, the very best ...

And a strong woman can't afford it. A strong woman is overgrown with armor and picks up a sword. And now the goddess Athena is ready! Aphrodite became Athena...

And, having gone from her essence, having gone from feminine truth into strength, she cannot understand that a blow can only come when there is an obstacle, resistance, challenge in herself. Expecting a blow, defending itself from it, it creates the conditions for its appearance.

And strength is such a challenge. Armor and sword is a challenge. And a male warrior appears to fight her and win.

Or page. Or henpecked. Or a gigolo giving her only his penis.

A woman who has gone through all the coils of hell, who has conquered the impossible for the right to stand on a par with a man - but thereby not ascended to the very top, but, on the contrary, descended from the pedestal on which she was originally raised, a woman on whose gentle hands and shoulders it is laid so a lot ... She cannot afford true exposure, true nakedness of her essence. Under the armor of power in which she was forced to shackle herself, her inner component, her inner world, is excessively vulnerable, sensitive. He needs to hide... and hides, sometimes for life, and disappears without a trace. And the armor-corset - hard, almost iron - eventually fills all the resulting void, leaving nothing but the fulfillment of everyday duties, the struggle more often for survival and less often for the well-being of the family and each of the household members, the struggle in business, the struggle for independence - and that's it. in the end, for some reason, it does not bring pleasure, even if it brings material well-being, status, external prosperity.

And even the freedom for which she has traveled such a difficult path is no longer happy, because there is a feeling that she is somehow not so artificial.

And the question arises - for what am I living?

A woman wonders why she has everything - but she still remains unhappy.

And he does not find an answer to this question, habitually blaming someone who happened nearby.

My man.

He is not here? And it wasn't?

Then you can blame his absence.

Or more parents.

And you can even bigger - the country!

“If only someone could shift part of my cart,” thinks a strong woman, truly strong; and lucky, lucky, lucky, forgetting that not a single horse has yet become the chairman of the collective farm - although they carry the burden more than anyone else.

So what did the won rights give? Oh, they gave a lot! But in a fight, the winner always loses too, and I had to pay with my main right - to be a woman. True, unique, unique, beloved, loving and truly happy...

Let us look in your strength for the threads of this true femininity, which, like the threads of Ariadne in the labyrinth of the Minotaur, will be able to lead to the light of the only religion, the only truth and formative force that overcomes and transforms everything - and all of us, and the world, and the essence of any phenomenon. - to the all-creating love that relieves pain.

I know what will be the transformation by love, the transformation by truth. A strong woman will remain strong, since it is impossible to rewind the turns of evolution and undo the transformations that she so sought and went through. Our path leads only forward, and therefore women who have now become strong must again discover in themselves the springs and the brightest streams of the true essence. They will not lose anything, they will not give anything in return, not even power! They will only gain by opening up and accepting their main right - to be a woman!

And the strength of a strong woman should help her to complete herself, to reveal these truly feminine qualities in herself. Force has taken a woman away from femininity - now let her lead her back to her essence!

Is it necessary to give up the position if you are a businesswoman, from trousers, from open clothes and short haircuts? From the modern lifestyle and behavior?

No, we are not talking about the external in which we live; our task is to produce true evolution with a simple and understandable goal. The evolution of true femininity.

Our task is to learn to live a full joyful life, in harmony and painlessness, in happiness - and not someday, but right now, when you comprehend these lines, you realize the guiding power of this book. Take it to heart!

The current time is such that individual evolution allows us to shift the boundaries of time and space. The era of change has come, the era of spirituality and the dominance of personal potential; and therefore a strong woman can take another half step and turn into a harmonious woman, gaining happiness and discarding the everyday pain ingrained in her skin.

The pain of each and every; the pain of a strong woman who once again comes up with complex words that allow her to successfully escape from a changed reality - childfree, singleton, kidult, swing, gay, escapism, dyke and much more.

We can say that the pain is in not merging with another soul, in not finding a soul mate; but it is possible that the pain is in the initial denial of one's original essence, in the cessation of hope, the murder of hope, which ceases to smolder and dies. The pain of giving up the search for a merger, in giving up the right somewhere and sometime, even if not here and not now, to agree with meekness, with service, with openness and true femininity, in which there is much more strength and power, directly projected by the earth than in the entire male community.

Don't be afraid of the word meekness, because it contains the deepest dignity, which most women do not have, even if they occupy very high positions.

Don't be afraid of the word service - it carries a global mission, which is available only to a strong woman.

Don't be afraid of the word openness - only openness does not create an obstacle and does not cause a struggle. Openness is the best protection - there is no stronger one! It has been tested by its own life for a quarter of a century.

The pain of a woman is projected into the pain of the whole world, into the pain of men, into the pain of children and all subsequent generations, into the pain of the great woman - the Earth. Such is the magnitude of a woman's pain. Hence her great responsibility to life ... Hence her greatest task - to become happy. By all means! Through fears and difficulties, accept the energy of happiness, spread it, as the aroma of her perfume spreads. And even further - now you can share happiness even at a distance using the phone and the Internet ... Everything is in the service of a woman - if only there was something to share.

It's time to take these half steps to your essence. Just half a step! Half a step you have already taken - you have become strong! Now you are the one who decides all the issues in the family, you, without whom nothing happens on this planet, you, who decided to remain independent, wealthy and childless, at the same time entangled in the suffocating categories of loneliness, independence and freedom and unhappy to tears for all your wealth; you, who can literally do anything, you will be free from pain and gain wings. A quantum leap occurs in one shortest instant, in one instant, in a breath of the solar wind; let yourself be happy.

Just let me.

In fact, everything is not simple, but very simple! And this is the genius of life. Hence the famous slogan was born: if you want to be happy, be it! And that's it. I entered this state, and it is wonderful! It is simply the state that is reached by this half step. And it really can be done by everyone.

Any age!

We cannot, we have no right to express something so important through negation. We have to find the positive.

What is the absence of pain?

Pain is a discomfort that every day pierces the soul with a poisonous thorn, sooner or later spreading to the body. At first, it may not be felt, covered by euphoria from a high-class education, career growth, growing material wealth, power over people, and opportunities that have opened up. But then the pain will come, it will surely catch up with even the fastest ... horse. You have to be honest and anticipate it. Anticipate pain. Recognize its origin.

Then you can avoid it.

Living without pain is waking up without pain, joyfully dancing all day in everyday activities and falling asleep without pain, fully aware of your fulfillment.

Live happy!

The pain is delivered by the suppressed that was in you, but did not have a chance to be realized. Unexperienced feelings turn into metastases that torment from the inside. Metastases are your internal prohibitions on the path to happiness. They are not needed - leave them in the past.

Unrealized and unaccepted, untested and unfulfilled dreams are poisoned arrows.

Let's get rid of them first.

And then heal the wounds.

It will be easy, because your healed essence will itself rush along the path for which you were originally created. Because following the path of female happiness is a natural state.

And what is natural develops easily and simply - the Sun, air and water!

So is female happiness - it is simple and easy.

Love yourself.

Love men.

Love the world.

This is not a lifelong path, not a path of redemption and painful re-education of oneself - this is a quantum leap, throwing up on a fountain of joy. You will know it - by how everything will change within you and around you.

So, my strong, strong woman, lay your head on my shoulder, lean on me. You once had to find support, and now cry and read, gaining true freedom, true fulfillment and joy, true strength with these lines.

Better yet, don't cry! Immediately feel the prospect of a happy life, feed from the future with the energy of joy and bring it to today. After all, you can do everything!

A woman can do everything!

What a woman wants, God wants!

True. If she is a woman...

Let's remember when and where you were more inclined to open up, expose yourself, expose both soul and body. Let the seagulls scream, and the warm salty sea will splash out at your feet; the shoulders will be kissed by the hot sun, and the body will be picked up by a comfortable striped deck chair.

We will not work on our present and future as if we were being paid to do so. Stop working on happiness! Stop putting incredible efforts into this, as if happiness is something unnatural and forcibly achieved.

After all, in fact, it is already in you ...

Settled initially.

We will relax at the resort, and the solutions will come to us. As the salt of sea water comes naturally and the warmth of the sun, daily kissing the Earth with rays, touching her eyelids, soft lips - it's time to get up, it's time to get up another. Other. True.

Are you ready?

And you are not alone!

Then I will turn this page for you... and you will plunge into the world of Questions, Decisions and Insights, leading you to Harmony, Happiness and Joy.

It's time to live happily on a happy planet!

This is exactly what you came for.

Chapter 1. Montenegro

Man and man, woman and woman

... The master came out at the Podgorica airport and breathed in fresh, clean air. This country was especially close to him - with its mysticism, deep history, closely connected with Russia, incredible landscapes, ancient towns clinging to the Adriatic, simple, healthy food ... Its name alone attracts, creates some kind of mystery - Montenegro ... Thoughts fly far away, beyond the seas and oceans, somewhere beyond the equator to Africa or South America... Not everyone knows where the country with such a beautiful name is located, but it is very close - just over two hours to fly from Moscow, almost like to Sochi. And when you say: “So this is Montenegro”, then everyone says: “Ah!” Because almost everyone in Russia knows Montenegro, and for a very long time, since tsarist times.

The master came here to write a book. This is the one you just picked up. Both in the classical and in the modern sense, such a trip is a sabbatical. To think, to put in my head the endless human stories that have passed through the consciousness and soul of the Master, and to tell those who will not be able to get the help and support of a specialist in time, everything that will help them live in happiness.

A creative vacation is not a time for passive rest, it is work that allows you to create a new quality based on the material covered in the process of life lessons. The return of the Universe of good creative Force, which She endowed the Master.

The task was specific, absolutely real; sharp and incredibly relevant. Alluring, like the smell of musk and mystery, sweet, like kisses on the shore.

Woman and Power. How to combine them in the original, predestined harmony, how to give Joy to a Strong Woman, how to return her to a state of balance and everyday Happiness, which short-sighted people sometimes call "simple"?

"Simple Women's Happiness" ...

How to reach it?

Why is it so difficult today?

Happiness has many faces, and therefore most consider it unpredictable. It is comprehended through hundreds of channels, ways of interconnection with the outside world. There is Happiness FOR - when the center of this process is not the person himself, his special "I", but someone nearby. There is Happiness OT - when liberation from some kind of life burden allows you to grow wings. And sometimes it’s just Happiness – a feeling of fullness of life and comfort in all its areas. Happiness is divided into categories and by age, psychologists, doctors, esotericists, priests, philosophers, writers, sociologists were engaged in its study ... But it still remains unattainable for many and almost for everyone - random.

Master knew a lot about happiness. He studied almost everything that was written before him, investigated in real life its various manifestations among different peoples, wrote a dissertation on Happiness, and most importantly, he himself was Deeply Happy. This is what gave him a special status - they called him: "Master of a Happy Life"! And he took it upon himself to share happiness. As it turned out, this is a very difficult job. And first of all, because for this you need to be especially happy! And this is not easy these days. And at all times, people noted that happiness does not come to everyone. Therefore, there are so few truly happy people and, of course, books.

To meet a truly Happy Book is a great fortune.

Recently, the issue of happiness has become so important that even the UN General Assembly adopted a resolution according to which happiness from a private category of an individual citizen becomes a statistical indicator of the development of a country. The resolution calls on other countries to develop their own measures of happiness and submit them to the UN. The adopted resolution does not legally oblige to do this, but for now it only recommends that we come to grips with understanding the level and fullness of the happiness of our citizens.

The UN has added an addition to the list of factors that make it possible to judge the development of countries. It included an optional (it turns out - optional! How is it, optional?), but such an important criterion - the "level of happiness." The master knew that this wonderful resolution was not born out of nowhere, and not only on the great desire of billions of earthlings to be happy, but also on the real experience of the whole country - the Kingdom of Bhutan, which has long had a state program to increase Happiness, a system of indicators of Happy Life, the Ministry of Happiness is actively working. Studying the topic of Happiness, the Master visited there too…

He did a lot to ensure that this resolution appeared and two beautiful holidays were born: World Beauty Day (September 9) and World Happiness Day, which is proposed to be celebrated on the eve of the spring equinox, March 20.

The master also wants to see his country, Russia, happy. And he understands that she can become happy only when Women are Happy. They are the key! And today, for the most part, they suffer and carry pain in themselves and translate it into life. Yes, it is not an easy task… And this creative journey, writing a new book about the path to Women's Happiness is another step in solving this problem.

His thoughts about Happiness flew as easily as a liner. Only a few times they were interrupted - for lunch and from time to time the cry of a child who was sitting at the back of the row after three or four.

“It's good that it's not around, the little one is too restless,” thought the Master. “His parents must be in serious trouble. Otherwise, he would behave differently. Children are wonderful mirrors of their parents, they show everything that parents do not notice or want to hide from others.”

And this child was also directly related to Happiness - he is a litmus test that correctly reflects the amount of Happiness in the family.

The happier the parents, the more harmonious and happier the child.

Happiness is sometimes perceived as a gift, and the truth is that there are some brightest natures for whom living in happiness, in everyday comfort is the norm and a given from birth. Whether they become saints and prophets, whether they work all their lives in the library, leaving alone from this world to fictional worlds, whether they live in a family, people flock to them as a source of unique light. All those who do not have this gift and who...

They want to borrow it.

Must learn from him.

The very phrase is paradoxical. Who should? How is happiness through “shoulds”?! The concept of debt implies the existence of both a debtor and a creditor. And studying is by default a process that is not associated with anything pleasant, these are efforts, these are exams, this is learning the basics. Where does this "should" come from? And why is everything in a person opposed to anyone duty?

Each person is Free and Strong Initially. It is deeply rooted in its essence. But a person has one part of him, which very often strongly influences life, leads away from the true path, and then, in order to return to his essence, this “should”, “should” manifests itself. You probably guessed it - this part is called the Head.

Oh that head...

And on the way to happiness, it is the head that most often becomes an obstacle. At birth, everyone receives an account in the Bank of Happiness, a certain number of happiness-minutes, happiness-days, happiness-months and happiness-years. And do not believe it, these happiness-years are given a lot ...

A lot - hundreds of years!

Where is this happiness-time going?

The carefree children's expenses of happiness are not expenses. There, the child loves unconditionally, and this is the most important condition for happiness. But there comes a moment - everyone has their own - and the counter is turned on, which can count both in one direction and in the other. For some, happiness is multiplied by taking care of oneself, hobbies, positive impressions, communicating with interesting people, doing good deeds, giving happiness to others. Giving happiness is a must! This is another important condition. Only then does it grow the most. Therefore, no one succeeds in preserving happiness - if you do not develop and increase it, then sooner or later it will definitely turn into a swamp of Misfortune. Therefore, for the majority, happiness goes out, the account is spent, covered with mold of despondency, pessimism, laziness and lies, walking in a circle begins, declaring problems and weaknesses, and then the account in the Bank of Happiness can steadily decrease and disappear altogether.

How many “bankrupt happiness” are around ...

How many “masters of an unhappy life” are around ...

Craftswomen! We're talking about a woman...

Indeed, many simply masterfully create their original miserable life. Do you want an example?

Please!

- Studies. Professional.

Say: “How?! After all, teaching is Light!

Teaching is different. And for a woman, this line is especially thin. Honestly answer yourself - did your diploma help you become truly happy? Do you know at least one to whom a diploma brought happiness? Simple female happiness. If you know, send it to me. I have been looking for such a woman for many years, and still have not found ...

The more a woman studies, deepens into a profession, masters another, third, the more she gains strength.

Now you understand how many masters of an unhappy life are in life?

And now you understand where the center of an unhappy life lives?

A little higher, we decided - in the Head!

Oh that head...

The head comes forward, and love recedes ...

This is the moment of transition from happiness to unhappiness - when the Head goes through life ahead of the Heart.

And what? Hopelessness?

Not at all!

The world loves a person, and it is so arranged that every bankrupt can become happy again!

And it's good that this resource can be restored at any time! True, for this you need to work. And in this case, too, you can use the power of the words "should", "should". After all, a lot of work has been spent to become unhappy, and now a reverse process is needed. The Head led into the zone of misfortune, now let the Head lead out from there.

We must remember that everyone originally came to Earth to be Happy. Without any but! A person is obliged to cultivate Happiness in himself from those roots that inevitably remain in every destiny and in every consciousness. And here is the Head, which at some point led away from Happiness, let it work ...

Learn to be Happy.

Happy.

If it didn’t work out on a whim, from birth, as if taking off on wings ... then you need to go through the School of Happiness and become professionals, but already Happiness! The Master created such a School of Happiness, and this is one of his centers of joy!

And how much joy those who went through this School of Happiness experienced!

The Master smiled as he remembered one of the exams at his School. He came up with this, probably for the first time in the world, after completing the exam for a happy life. Where should he be if not in the School of Happiness?! And so a woman from the outback came to take an exam on the quality of her life. She enters the hall where the examination committee sits ... in a beautiful demi-season coat. Unexpectedly for late spring, and even on the exam. I paraded in front of the commission and left ... The examiners looked at each other, not understanding anything. A minute later she comes in in an even more beautiful coat! Walked in and out again! Then she appeared in a dress and said:

- This is my exam. - And then he explains: - I went for a walk along Tverskaya and went into a boutique. If I can’t buy, then at least try it on, feel it, please myself. I tried on one coat - it fits great! The second one is also very good! I'm spinning in front of the mirror, enjoying it... A man walks through the hall, I ask him - which coat suits me best? He stopped, looked at me one, the other and said: “Both are good! I give them to you." Carries them to the cashier, paid a lot of money, said goodbye and left. He didn’t even ask for his name, phone number and didn’t leave his coordinates ...

I have passed the exam? – asked the graduate of the School of Happiness.

The master was distracted from his thoughts, which flew with him along with the plane.

There was no luggage, and he immediately left the airport to the square. He was standing in light leather shoes, in light trousers and a matching shirt, with a small travel bag and a case for a computer. A light breeze moved his hair, caressed his cheeks, tuned him in the right way - however, the Master did not need a long tuning. He knew what, for whom and how he would write, even when he got on the plane and even much earlier. In flight, thoughts flew freely, forming clouds-heads, clouds-images.

The final phase of writing the book has arrived. The preparatory part was lengthy, lived and thought through deeply and for a long time, with all the mind and heart. We heard a lot of stories of Strong women at consultations, in various life situations… There was plenty of material! And now it was necessary to disconnect from everything, collect it into a single picture and put it into a finished text. This is how the Master's books were born - for a long time, sometimes for years, the material was collected, and then deep concentration and quick, easy work of the fingers, shaping the experience into words. It had always been like this, and now he planned to follow the familiar path as well...

The letters were already ready to pour onto the laptop monitor, coming to life. But a real creator, researcher and reformer of the world, truly connected with the living Earth, never leaves the focus of his attention on what is happening around. This is already professional - to see everything, analyze, dive into the very depths and ... enjoy it!

The bus, which was supposed to deliver a group of Russian tourists from the airport to a small elite apart-hotel on the Adriatic coast, was also waiting for other people. The Master's gaze fell on a family of three. Yes, for the family. And that's right, out of three.

The head of the family? .. Apparently, Grandmother, a plump lady of small stature, dressed and made up a little brighter than would be appropriate in the warm resort sun. There was something in the pursed lips and wrinkled arrows near them, in the skeptical crease of the eyebrow, that immediately told the Master that before him was a Teacher, with no less than forty years of experience. Pedagogy as a lifelong work leaves an imprint on the face, posture, psyche and perception of the world. And it has already become clear that there is no happiness in this family. It is known that among teachers, psychologists and doctors the largest percentage of Masters of Unhappy Life.

The younger woman is clearly Mother. Tight, pretty, in clothes that open the lower back - a tight top and slightly low jeans, with a large smartphone in her hands. Mother was not young, she was collected, and her phone, jewelry, perhaps too expensive to sparkle in the airport with diamonds, her posture and figure - it all said "Business and Fitness". In the look of "Self-Made" women, there is a special familiar damn thing in relation to this world - well, what have I not bought yet? And this devilry, the Master knew, as a rule, hides midnight tears and incredible confusion in front of everything that cannot be measured in money and counted. Well, an open strip of skin screamed loudly about bodily hunger.

The third member of the family was...

It was the same child who, on the plane, burst into the Master's thoughts with his cry. He recognized him by his voice. It was the Son of this Family. Boy five or six years old. He didn’t stay at rest for a second - he picked his nose (Grandma pulled him back), asked for drink and ice cream (here and now there was nowhere to get it, but a bottle of stored water and a chocolate bar immediately appeared from mom’s bag), smeared with chocolate that had melted on warmer (the Master saw that the kid deliberately, and not at all "accidentally" ran his sweet brown hand over an expensive T-shirt), made a terrible face at an older girl who caught his eye. She answered him “fool” in Russian, and Grandmother immediately, confirming her profession, reprimanded someone else’s child, as she used to do for forty years. The girl’s mother, very young, was dumbfounded, not knowing what to do - to protect her daughter or, succumbing to the magic of pedagogical diction, to join the champion of discipline, and in the end did not say anything ...

Near this Family there were two huge multi-liter suitcases with belongings, but Grandmother was also with a bag, and Mom with a bag and a case, and even the Son was with a small backpack.

The master smiled.

He did not yet know exactly why, for what, but he felt that it was not by chance that his gaze fell on this trinity, that there was no chance in this meeting and in the fact that they were going to the same place. What has the world prepared for him? The Master is the Master, to be ready always and for everything ...

He thought that the book could take on new sides - and a new sound.

The bus picked up people, and the Master listened to the endless complaints of Grandmother and Mother. They had to sit in different rows, and the Son wanted to sit first on one side, then on the other. They changed his clothes - and he got dirty again, he asked for a drink, on his hands, to sleep and to go to the toilet. Grandmother and Mother meekly did everything that the child demanded, trying to indulge every whim, and were ready for a lot - up to insulting the bus driver due to the fact that the bus was not equipped with a toilet.

The master easily ran a long, dry finger over the tablet monitor (he had a convenient program installed that allows you to write on the move) and smiled at something.

“If I’m so strong, then why does it hurt so much?”

How many women are asking themselves this question today!

How much has been done for the sake of this Power, in order to feel, to feel yourself on an equal footing - or even HIGHER (but what about heels?); at first there was a struggle against corsets and for wearing trousers, against family disenfranchisement and for the opportunity to work and vote.

Give, give, give, women shouted throughout the twentieth century.

We deserve, we are worthy, we are people too - notice us!

And the Earth is also a woman, the Earth responded, providing everything that was asked. And the right to walk without corsets, and without skirts, and even without clothes at all, exposing the body for show, if its owner so desires.

And the woman turned out to be noticed, equal, strong. Strong. Very strong!

Against the background of wars and revolutions, financial crises and all political upheavals, the Power of a woman grew and strengthened. It would seem that the process is magnificent and deserves respect, but after all, without a doubt, there are universal, universal zones of conservation of energy and matter. If strength accumulates in one place, it inevitably disappears in another.

And the man began to weaken ...

And the family began to weaken ...

Along with this struggle for her rights in the family and in society, another, different struggle took place within herself, transforming the secret and deep feminine principle. Demanding a masculine sound in society, a woman also changed the deepest vibrations in herself.

And lost the secret...

And lost women's health ...

But a strong woman draws logical conclusions:

“I am pretty, smart, wealthy, but I can’t find my soul mate, because there are few worthy ones.”

“I am free and independent of men! I have been trying to achieve this for a long time and I don’t want to lose my independence!”

“I decided to live alone because men don’t meet my needs anyway.”

“I live with a man, but he is weak, and it turns out that I am dragging not only my problems, but also his - why do I need this?”

“All men are goats, they change everything, and not a single one is able to remain faithful - why should I tear my heart out because of another goat?”

“I have to make a man do what I want; since it exists, I will benefit from it for myself.”

So the same situations, the same fears of women who have won many rights in this world are spoken in different ways. Motivators and campaign pages of social networks, communities of single mothers and women who have survived a divorce, an army of singles who have chosen business, childfree and same-sex love - all these are happy ... women?

Who are… free and joyful?

Women who… are not afraid of anything?

Who ... have a light and comfortable soul?

Oh no. Not at all the way you would like...

The most important, basic fear is the fear of love.

It's not a fear to be Not beloved, this is not a fear of living in a dislike.

Something much bigger and deeper.

It's fear not withstand love, because in order to endure love, one must let it deep into oneself, and for this one must discover and expose too much, trust too much, become too sincerely a sensual, sensitive and feeling woman. Thirsty for affection and support, in need of his soul mate - and at the same time, as if open to a blow. And it seems to a woman that if this openness exists, then there may be a blow.

They can hurt, they can humiliate, they can hurt the living, the inner, the very best ...

And a strong woman can't afford it. A strong woman is overgrown with armor and picks up a sword. And now the goddess Athena is ready! Aphrodite became Athena...

And, having gone from her essence, having gone from feminine truth into strength, she cannot understand that a blow can only come when there is an obstacle, resistance, challenge in herself. Expecting a blow, defending itself from it, it creates the conditions for its appearance.

And strength is such a challenge. Armor and sword is a challenge. And a male warrior appears to fight her and win.

Or page. Or henpecked. Or a gigolo giving her only his penis.

A woman who has gone through all the coils of hell, who has conquered the impossible for the right to stand on a par with a man - but thereby not ascended to the very top, but, on the contrary, descended from the pedestal on which she was originally raised, a woman on whose gentle hands and shoulders it is laid so a lot ... She cannot afford true exposure, true nakedness of her essence. Under the armor of power in which she was forced to shackle herself, her inner component, her inner world, is excessively vulnerable, sensitive. He needs to hide... and hides, sometimes for life, and disappears without a trace. And the armor-corset - hard, almost iron - eventually fills all the resulting void, leaving nothing but the fulfillment of everyday duties, the struggle more often for survival and less often for the well-being of the family and each of the household members, the struggle in business, the struggle for independence - and that's it. in the end, for some reason, it does not bring pleasure, even if it brings material well-being, status, external prosperity.

And even the freedom for which she has traveled such a difficult path is no longer happy, because there is a feeling that she is somehow not so artificial.

And the question arises - for what am I living?

A woman wonders why she has everything - but she still remains unhappy.

And he does not find an answer to this question, habitually blaming someone who happened nearby.

My man.

He is not here? And it wasn't?

Then you can blame his absence.

Or more parents.

And you can even bigger - the country!

“If only someone could shift part of my cart,” thinks a strong woman, truly strong; and lucky, lucky, lucky, forgetting that not a single horse has yet become the chairman of the collective farm - although they carry the burden more than anyone else.

So what did the won rights give? Oh, they gave a lot! But in a fight, the winner always loses too, and I had to pay with my main right - to be a woman. True, unique, unique, beloved, loving and truly happy...

Let us look in your strength for the threads of this true femininity, which, like the threads of Ariadne in the labyrinth of the Minotaur, will be able to lead to the light of the only religion, the only truth and formative force that overcomes and transforms everything - and all of us, and the world, and the essence of any phenomenon. - to the all-creating love that relieves pain.

I know what will be the transformation by love, the transformation by truth. A strong woman will remain strong, since it is impossible to rewind the turns of evolution and undo the transformations that she so sought and went through. Our path leads only forward, and therefore women who have now become strong must again discover in themselves the springs and the brightest streams of the true essence. They will not lose anything, they will not give anything in return, not even power! They will only gain by opening up and accepting their main right - to be a woman!

And the strength of a strong woman should help her to complete herself, to reveal these truly feminine qualities in herself. Force has taken a woman away from femininity - now let her lead her back to her essence!

Is it necessary to give up the position if you are a businesswoman, from trousers, from open clothes and short haircuts? From the modern lifestyle and behavior?

No, we are not talking about the external in which we live; our task is to produce true evolution with a simple and understandable goal. The evolution of true femininity.

Our task is to learn to live a full joyful life, in harmony and painlessness, in happiness - and not someday, but right now, when you comprehend these lines, you realize the guiding power of this book. Take it to heart!

The current time is such that individual evolution allows us to shift the boundaries of time and space. The era of change has come, the era of spirituality and the dominance of personal potential; and therefore a strong woman can take another half step and turn into a harmonious woman, gaining happiness and discarding the everyday pain ingrained in her skin.