Warsaw

Yesterday I met a special person. I was very lucky to meet him. His name is Zbigniew Tucholsky, he is a widower of Anna German. I also met their son, Zbigniew junior.

As I wrote earlier, Anna German has been one of the main artistic figures in my life, since I was three years old. When I started studying astrology, she also became yet another astrological puzzle for me, because her chart and her public image had some controversies in my understanding. Therefore, I prepared several dozens of questions to ask pan Tucholsky – only he could tell me what was real among my guesses.

I cannot disclose our private conversation which continued for six hours; I can only say that it was incredible happiness for me to share my life-long love for her with the man who loves her all his life. And I feel quite proud of my astrological understanding of her chart, because he confirmed almost all of my guesses, often just saying “yes” to my questions.

It was an intense weekend: I also did my best to see the country and to test my new Nikon D60. The camera seems to be a good member of the noble family, and Poland is a really beautiful country.

I recently had a chat with a colleague of mine, a Pole, who thinks (quite typically) that Russia is a monster who caused disaster to his country. These people misunderstand the whole epoch: it was first and foremost Russia that suffered the communism, and if they wish to blame somebody, they rather have to direct their energy to Marx.

I like Poland (well, I managed to visit only Katowice, Krakow and Warsaw in two days). I am actually glad to see it recovering from socialistic times as much as I am glad to see Russia doing the same. And I love the language, it is so close to Russian, and almost as dear.

I hope people soon forget the hatred of the past.