life as gift!

 I’ve changed, very much.

Perhaps this year is the most because I grew up and learned a lot

And here is some of what I learned:

Determination is the one that breaks the bridle

Patience is a goal

And that your heart will beat once and twelve times

And you will find yourself with every person you meet

Trust in worship

The relationship with God is friendship

Calmness and meditation are the best things you can do in your day

Honoring oneself with kindness and charity

And that Love has a million words and ways to be told

Forgetting its pest

Living the moment is the destination

Keep your beautiful memories

Cry!

Cry when you succeed,

Cry when you are alone

Cry when you yearn for your mother

And when you are in the middle of the night alone

Racing against life to return one piece to your home

Work is a blessing

And that the mountains are home when you're homeless

Fast!

Fasting is a gift!

And if you didn’t know what to eat; Fast.

And if you don’t know where to go; Go to nature

And when you don’t know who you’ll talk to; Talk to your heart.

And choose your friends wisely cuz they're the family of life

And those around us are a reflection of us and our thoughts

And that the wonderful people are also people

Their spark gonnis a leave at some point

Kindness is the secret to survival

Save your energy and pick your war

Do not interact with those who are neither good nor bad

Ignore those who hurt you with peace and a smile

Start gently and end gently

Do not be courteous and then contradict it, for there is no good in it. 

Do not play with people's hearts, so life doesn't play with you.

Freedom from the blessings lost in our hearts has degrees

God created us free. 

And not because people did, you do!

What you wear will show you how people look at you

And you don't wanna play God and judge others

and the greatest moment you live 

Is the moment inside your warm home alone

Looking at the stars, wondering about life

and to be grateful for being alive, safe with your beloved ones.

To all the versions I once was;

I HAVE NO ENERGY LEFT

“I HAVE NO ENERGY LEFT” I said that after doing my best. I have no fight left in me for those who have no dignity, for those who are different in a good or bad way, just different. The ones who don’t align with my values. The ones who choose themselves over others, Who listens to one side and refuse to hear the other. Who thinks twice before giving, who think twice before loving, who think twice about sharing their food not only that, but carry such heavy moods they make you question your own goodness, as if it’s not enough, or not as worthy as theirs. Those who see the world differently who decides who is right and who is wrong, who deserves land more than another, Who deserves a visa? a paper, or even a mother. To the politicians’ anger. To women-haters. I had no energy left in me. To those who cannot dream. To those who do not dare. To live life I wish to spare myself. To the greedy. To the needy. To the ones who do not dare to dream, yet still dare to scream!
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Take wisdom from the mouths of crazy people

"It’s not about being right; it's about observing people." -Vailcan people- It was the first thing this drunk man said. It was kind of interesting. He came closer and kept talking. The first thought that came to my mind was: “Take wisdom from the mouths of crazy people.” Somehow, it was true until it wasn’t. He talked a lot, mostly about his personal journey and life, which was of no interest to me at all, But I let him speak. Until he suddenly raised his voice at me and said: “Why the fucking Muslim prays in the street in front of the cathedral and not in the fucking mosque?” He said it angrily. I kept listening. I kept observing. It took me years of my life to learn how to stay calm in such moments when it comes to almost any topic. I don’t react easily. I don’t get angry, especially in the last few years, After burnout taught me silence. I listened to the voice in my head, looked into his eyes, and wondered: What do I see there? Racism? Fear? Ignorance? All of it? I wo...
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To all the versions I once were;

 To all the versions I once was; To the saddest of me, the one who suffered a lot, experienced many emotions for the first time The first time, I couldn’t handle a rejection The first time I was sad about living The first time I experienced loss and death When my grandma passed away, I went to the kitchen to bake a cake, and my mom hit me and told me I was disrespectful! But I was 11 back then, and I didn’t know how to deal with it. No one taught me because no one could. To the first fear, when I first lost my mom at the shops, no one was holding my hand I was scared to death, to feel left behind, to feel the fear in every inch That fear comes with madness, and a lot of crying, you look around like crazy But my 4-year-old me didn’t know better Didn’t know how to come up with ideas beyond imagination, and then I was terrified. To the happy one, once. When I was elected in a competition, and my grandpa cried with happiness He gave me my first phone. And I remember the first time when...
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