Grief can be the garden of compassion.
If you keep your heart open through everything,
your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom
(Rumi)
However much I might try to expound or explain love,
when I come to love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations...
Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.
(Rumi)
Everyone has been made for some particular work,
and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.
(Rumi)
From LOST TWIN EPISODE I
Angel is now around 5 going to 6 she had a little memories, she had her last memory remembered. It was a bracelet that rings a bell. She loves wearing that bells. Her parents keep on giving her a memorable token. She woke up with cries & she had a bad nightmare. She keeps asking where do I came from. She saw a girl that keeps on giving her a mock face that really giving her a grudge. She also seen some bad mens from an awkward rental place who knocked down their house. S
In my pitiable knowledge, show off is mostly an egotistical tendency that comes with a requirement to get praise/honor/admiration by others. It may feel them superior among viewers or in the public. We people have a tendency to show others how splendid and cool our lives are! In life there, many of the choices we make only based on to look better to others. I would say it is an attention seeking disorder.
Some people show off to achieve a hopeful react, if they behave this way then will return ba
Dear Old Friends,
It's been a while since you heard from me. Many good things happened and some bad. But I decided to drop by to share the most special event that took place in my life recently...
Finally, I married my mom off! Not just to anybody but to the man she truly loves. It was a beautiful wedding attended by our closest friends and relatives. It was the day I've been waiting for - to see her in her happiest moment. All her life she's been working hard and caring for other people's wel
It was only two days ago that MARY posted this blog:
http://www.myenglishclub.com/profiles/blogs/report-error-problem
And miraculously(!) everything went back to normal. Sorta. Until today. On July 26, I, A738a, being of sound mind, decided to post a blog but somehow an entity, something that is pure evil and the death of all good things didn't let me. Obviously, I reported the problem. But so far I've got jack with a side of squat!
I've been trying to post a blog (not this one, naturally) and this
Museums are awesome. Not always though, especially when you're in high school and it's Field Trip Day. And what place's better than a museum for the school counselor to half a** his duties? Anyway, how many busts should you see before they all start to look the same? And don't get me started on frescoes. They're nice an' all, but you can only see so many of them before neck cramps start. Therefore, it's not surprising that some folks get a little bored of going to museums.
Okay, you are in a muse
Let's keep striking while the iron is hot! Due to the connection problem of MyEC these days, I will try to write more.... I hope you, too, friends. Don't let MyEC go down because of our absence. :))) :D
Once ever had my great friend said that there were three things that made a friendship would last long. They were Gratitude, Apology, and Compliment. I remember this a lot until now and as I observed in my opinion it is true. Not only a friendship, but also all kinds of relationship, such as famil
My dear friends! I promised to post the blog about the Carpathians and I am keeping my word! It was an unforgettable rest and I'd like to share my impressions with you.
You may know, that the Carpathian Mountains are the oldest in Europe. They are not very high. The highest peak is about 2000 m tall. But they are so picturesque! I have already told you a little about those places. So, not to repeat myself, I will tell you about our trip to the area called Zakarpatye, i.e., the Western part of tha
Love…………………”Self-sacrifice for the sake of beloved”
Hard to believe, hunn, but it is true. If you give it just a stressed thought you will find the truth, that there is always an act of love behind each and every act of self-sacrifice, and the highest attribution of ‘love’………..self-sacrifice is FANA FILLALLAH, to finish own-self for the sake of love for Allah, (this is another branch of Sufisim).
Self-sacrifice is the noblest trait in human character. Giving up of one’s own interests for the sak
Parents:
It is essential for the children to obey their parents, being the most experienced guides, and the best well-wishers that they (children) can have. They always support them, they sacrifice their own comforts for their children’s sake, they love them as no one else can, and they are the greatest blessing which the kids can have. In return, it is, therefore, the duty of the children that they revere them, to obey them and to make them happy. The parents have no object in view in advisin
It can be so frustrating if you can't use MyEC - for some members, no day is complete without visiting MyEC.
Sometimes MyEC does encounter technical problems or you're having some other connection problems, which will make it so hard for you to read or write blogs or comments on MyEC.
What if that's the case? Apart from reporting the problem to MyEC tech team, What would you do?
I'd visit other websites instead while hoping MyEC is accessible again. I'd even try to watch a TV drama in English. O
With the first sun rays ...
Outside starts the day, still it's early morning.
I see the first sun rays and I steal a small piece of it.
This ray will be my pen, my tears will be the ink and a cloud my paper.
I want to write a letter, written from my heart and signed with my kisses.
I want to tell him what I feel, how much I love him and how much I miss him.
Oh breeze of wind, take my letter with you and fly as fast as you can.
Open the window, the window of his room, put my letter by his sid
vandalism |ˈvandlˌizəm| noun
action involving deliberate destruction of or damage to public or private property.
As long as it doesn't involve actual Vandals defiling the streets with their brainy quotes which, by the way, are often full of misspelled words (yup, I stop and read them. Don't judge me); I think some acts of vandalism are more hysterically funny than they are criminal. Plus, there's an issue that is particularly near and dear to me; ''public activism'', which could be brilliantly
https://www.englishclub.com/report/
Hello EC people! I know lot of you are having problems to load the site and sometimes appears an error message (500 Unexpected error) Please, report this error or whatever other similar problem you are having in the English Club page 'report error'. This is the link: https://www.englishclub.com/report/
Let's hope EC can find the problem with our help. If we explain there what kind of problems we are having, maybe that will help them to fix it soon.
Thanks!
Also a
My dear friends! I know, you already played Jeopardy here, but it was long ago. So, I’d like to come up with this idea again. My game will be a little different from Tara’s, but it will be as interesting and captivating as hers. For those who know nothing about that famous American show, here is the link:
http://www.myenglishclub.com/profiles/blogs/lets-play-jeopardy?over...
Tara described it so well that I have nothing to add.
But the rules of my game will be a little different. You are given 10 c
My House would be a reflection of me. When you look at this home, it would be almost as if you were looking into my soul. Every corner of this house will show my personality and in some cases will even show my inner self.
Once you've reached my front door you will begin to notice how well thought out this house really is. To make my guest feel more welcome, I have decided to put double doors. These doors will be made out of oak and they will have stain glass to give it character.
As you enter my h
Chapter 1 : My Name is Ninos
Chapter 2 : Viola! I'm a Male Cat
Chapter 3 : Wake Up And Smell The Roses
Chapter 4 : I Am A Brilliant Blogger
Chapter 5 : Tiramisu, Black Forest and Cappuccino
Chapter 6 : I Am One Lean Mean Machine
Chapter 7 : Life Is Not A Bed Of Roses
Chapter 8 : Under The Weather
Hello! Hello! How are you guys, especially to all the ladies of MyEC? Fly wet kisses from here. Opps! I shouldn't do that. At the moment, over here, the vet said that there's a virus attacking cats and killing
I heard a story of blind person who admitted in the hospital. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to receive his daily medical treatment. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, and where they had been on vacation.
Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the
