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Post by Joanne » Thu Dec 12, 2019 8:14 am

Today is the birthday of Francis Albert Sinatra, born on December 12, 1915 in Hoboken, New Jersey and better known as Frank Sinatra.
And I have no better way to celebrate his birthday than in My Way...



I'm pretty sure I've told you before but I will again, if music were aloud in Greek Orthodox funerals, I would have this song playing in mine and I believe there only very few days in the last something years that I haven't listen to this song at least once a day because...

"...I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing..."

"...Regrets I've had a few
But then again too few to mention..."

"... I stood tall
And did it my way..."

You might have seen - and/or also remember when we had it here - there's a Song Challenge in Chat Room and today's order was "a song you never get tired of" . Well, that is definitely the song I never get tired of, but I wanted it to share with you so I picked a different one for the challenge.
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Post by Eliso » Thu Dec 12, 2019 6:30 pm

A very positive,happy and humble person for a change in these human stories!

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Post by Eliso » Thu Dec 12, 2019 6:31 pm

and wonderful wateralls in Vietnam!

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Post by Meltem » Thu Dec 12, 2019 10:56 pm



In the very darkest time of the year, we honor the light.
December 13 is a very special day here in Sweden when we celebrate the Lucia tradition.
And for many years now, I have made it my own tradition to go out in the night to light up hundreds of candles with the intention to bring prayers of light and love our world.
It's always a very special and magical feeling, even if this night turned into a snow storm (will show you some behind the scenes in the next video haha)

The song that I'm singing is my own version of the traditional Lucia song.
You can find the Swedish lyrics and a English translation down below (or in the subtitles).

I hope you will like the song and the video. It's made with love to all of you ♥

LUCIA SONG LYRICS - SWEDISH
Natten går tunga fjät runt gård och stuva.
Kring jord som sol'n förlät, skuggorna ruva.
Drömmar med vingesus under oss sia,
tänd dina vita ljus, Sankta Lucia.

Trollsejd och mörkermakt ljust du betvingar,
signade lågors vakt skydd åt oss bringar.
Drömmar med vingesus, under oss sia,
tänd dina vita ljus, Sankta Lucia.

Stjärnor som leda oss, vägen att finna,
bli dina klara bloss, fagra prästinna.
//Drömmar med vingesus, under oss sia,
tänd dina vita ljus, Sankta Lucia.//

LYRICS OF THE LUCIA SONG - ENGLISH TRANSLATION
Night walks with a heavy step
Round yard and house,
As the sun departs from earth,
Shadows are brooding.
Dreams of wings rustling over us in prophesy,
Light your white candles, Saint Lucia.

Spells and dark powers, with light you subject.
Guard of the blessed flames, protection for us brings.
Dreams of wings rustling over us in prophesy,
Light your white candles, Saint Lucia.

Stars that lead us, the way to find,
become your clear flares, fair priestess.
Dreams of wings rustling over us in prophesy,
Light your white candles, Saint Lucia.
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Post by Meltem » Fri Dec 13, 2019 3:01 am

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“Because I was more often happy for other people,
I got to spend more time being happy.
And as I saw more light in everybody else,
I seemed to have more myself.”
~ Victoria Moran




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“Sometimes you’ll hear, ‘People don’t change.’
This is true more often than it ought to be,
but listen again:
‘People don’t change.’
It says ‘don’t,’ not ‘can’t.’"




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"Fall in love with yourself
until you finally feel like home."
~ Juansen Dezon



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"The earth has never stopped moving, growing,
and evolving for anyone and neither should you."
~ Nikita Gill



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Post by Meltem » Fri Dec 13, 2019 12:17 pm

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Seven-year-old Chula and her older sister Cassandra enjoy carefree lives thanks to their gated community in Bogotá, but the threat of kidnappings, car bombs, and assassinations hover just outside the neighborhood walls, where the godlike drug lord Pablo Escobar continues to elude authorities and capture the attention of the nation.
When their mother hires Petrona, a live-in-maid from the city's guerrilla-occupied slum, Chula makes it her mission to understand Petrona's mysterious ways. But Petrona's unusual behavior belies more than shyness. She is a young woman crumbling under the burden of providing for her family as the rip tide of first love pulls her in the opposite direction. As both girls' families scramble to maintain stability amidst the rapidly escalating conflict, Petrona and Chula find themselves entangled in a web of secrecy that will force them both to choose between sacrifice and betrayal.
Inspired by the author's own life, and told through the alternating perspectives of the willful Chula and the achingly hopeful Petrona, Fruit of the Drunken Tree contrasts two very different, but inextricably linked coming-of-age stories. In lush prose, Rojas Contreras has written a powerful testament to the impossible choices women are often forced to make in the face of violence and the unexpected connections that can blossom out of desperation.


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Post by nightstar » Fri Dec 13, 2019 12:40 pm

Joanne wrote:
Thu Nov 21, 2019 11:56 am
«A poem to Friends»

I cannot give you solutions
to all life’s problems,
Nor do I have answers
to your doubts or fears
But I can listen to you
and share it with you
I cannot change
neither your past nor your future.
But when you need me
I’ll be by your side.
I cannot prevent you from stumbling
I can only offer you my hand
to hold on to you so you won’t fall.
Your joys, your victories, your successes
are not mine.
But I truly enjoy it when I see you happy.
I do not judge the decisions you take in life.
I constrain myself to support you,
to stimulate and to help you if you ask me to.
I cannot draw limits for you
within which you must act,
But I can offer you the space
needed to grow.
I cannot avert your sufferings
when some pain is breaking your heart.
But I can cry with you
and pick up the pieces
to armor it again.
I cannot tell you
who you are,
nor who you should be.
I can only love you
as you are and be your friend.
These days, I have been thinking
about my friends,
amongst whom you appeared.
You were neither on top,
nor at the bottom, nor in the middle.
You were not heading
nor concluding the list.
You were not the first number,
nor the last.

And neither do I pretend to be the first,
the second, or the third on your list.
It’s enough if you want me as a friend.
Thank you for being one.
Jorge Luis Borges
thank you so much I love Borges
The poem and the short movie are really interesting

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Post by nightstar » Fri Dec 13, 2019 12:44 pm

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This is so true. Also very helpful for building a communication. yesssmileyf

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Post by Eliso » Fri Dec 13, 2019 5:15 pm

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Post by Eliso » Fri Dec 13, 2019 5:16 pm

Shakespearean quote of the day trose

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Post by Meltem » Sat Dec 14, 2019 2:47 am

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"Once you know the truth,
you can’t ever go back and pick up your suitcase of lies.
Heavier or not, the truth is yours now."
~ Sue Monk Kidd




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"Do not fear to lose what needs to be lost."



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"Change before you have to."



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“You should shine with all of your light all the time.”
~ Garth Stein



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“On the last day of the world
I would want to plant a tree”
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Post by Belena » Sat Dec 14, 2019 7:02 am



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 I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.)                                                                                                                                                        Mad Girl's Love Song" - Sylvia Plath   



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Post by Meltem » Sat Dec 14, 2019 7:59 am

Belena wrote:
Sat Dec 14, 2019 7:02 am
What an enchanting and poignant tale. wub I have taught and loved Kafka's works for many years,
but his relationship with this heartbroken young girl is somehow more special to me.
It shows his compassion, a deep understanding of life, loss, and love, as well as an enormous imagination.
I am also a teller of tales and have learned how to create long, continuous stories for my students over the years...
Many still write or call to reminisce about some of them. I love this post more than I can say, @Belena canim
& will share it around the world. [loveboat.gif]


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Post by Belena » Sat Dec 14, 2019 3:50 pm

Meltem wrote:
Sat Dec 14, 2019 7:59 am


What an enchanting and poignant tale. wub I have taught and loved Kafka's works for many years,
but his relationship with this heartbroken young girl is somehow more special to me.
It shows his compassion, a deep understanding of life, loss, and love, as well as an enormous imagination.
I am also a teller of tales and have learned how to create long, continuous stories for my students over the years...
Many still write or call to reminisce about some of them. I love this post more than I can say, @Belena canim
& will share it around the world. [loveboat.gif]
I liked it a lot and wanted to share it here with you. I've translated in Albanian for my fb friends.


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 I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.)                                                                                                                                                        Mad Girl's Love Song" - Sylvia Plath   



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Post by Eliso » Sat Dec 14, 2019 4:02 pm

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Post by Eliso » Sat Dec 14, 2019 4:04 pm

and interesting coins from the East

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Post by Eliso » Sat Dec 14, 2019 4:06 pm

and a post from Mediterranean Sea (Sicily)

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Post by Meltem » Sat Dec 14, 2019 10:49 pm



Some people are just so good at this! 😍


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"When things change inside you,
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Post by Meltem » Sun Dec 15, 2019 10:32 am

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It's the birthday of novelist Betty Smith, born in Brooklyn (1896). Her parents were both from families of German immigrants, and Smith was raised in poverty in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, which was the most densely populated neighborhood in New York City, filled with recent immigrants.

She was hired by the W.P.A., which sent her to Chapel Hill, North Carolina. She loved it there. She read local novelist Thomas Wolfe's book Of Time and the River, and she said it "made it all come back then, like a flood. All of Brooklyn." So she started work on a novel based loosely on her own childhood, a book about growing up poor, and she called it A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (1943). It sold 300,000 copies in six weeks, and has sold millions more since then.


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“Dear God," she prayed, "let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.”
~ A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

“From that time on, the world was hers for the reading.
She would never be lonely again, never miss the lack of intimate friends.
Books became her friends and there was one for every mood.”



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“As she read, at peace with the world and happy as only a little girl could be with a fine book and a little bowl of candy,
and all alone in the house, the leaf shadows shifted and the afternoon passed. ”



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“Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.”


“Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time:
Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.”


“Because," explained Mary Rommely simply, "the child must have a valuable thing which is called imagination. The child must have a secret world in which live things that never were. It is necessary that she believe. She must start out by believing in things not of this world. Then when the world becomes too ugly for living in, the child can reach back and live in her imagination. I, myself, even in this day and at my age, have great need of recalling the miraculous lives of the Saints and the great miracles that have come to pass on earth.
Only by having these things in my mind can I live beyond what I have to live for.”


“In teaching your child, do not forget that suffering is good too. It makes a person rich in character.”


“It's come at last," she thought, "the time when you can no longer stand between your children and heartache.
When there wasn't enough food in the house you pretended that you weren't hungry so they could have more.
In the cold of a winter's night you got up and put your blanket on their bed so they wouldn't be cold.
You'd kill anyone who tried to harm them - I tried my best to kill that man in the hallway.
Then one sunny day, they walk out in all innocence and they walk right into the grief that you'd give your life to spare them from.”

“We'll leave now, so that this moment will remain a perfect memory...let it be our song and think of me every time you hear it.”


“She was made up of more, too.
She was the books she read in the library.
She was the flower in the brown bowl.
Part of her life was made from the tree growing rankly in the yard.
She was the bitter quarrels she had with her brother whom she loved dearly.
She was Katie's secret, despairing weeping.
She was the shame of her father stumbling home drunk.
She was all of these things and of something more...
It was what God or whatever is His equivalent puts into each soul that is given life -
the one different thing such as that which makes no two fingerprints on the face of the earth alike.”

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Post by Eliso » Sun Dec 15, 2019 10:45 am

Paintigs come alive!

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Post by Eliso » Sun Dec 15, 2019 10:47 am

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