Life is Beautiful When You Love, When You Love It

"If you want to become whole, you have to let yourself be half first. If you want to be full, you will accept being empty. If you want to be born again, first of all, you want to die; if you want everything to be yours, you'll know how to give it up..."

Lao Tzu

People Are Sometimes Thirsty:

People sometimes can't express their feelings and thoughts enough. This happens willingly or unintentionally. Most of the time, they are silent and do not speak. They do not reflect their insides, or rather, they prefer not to reflect them. If their outward faces do not give color, no one will be able to understand what that person is going through in their own world, why they do not express their feelings and thoughts or do not want to do so. Maybe his wife, who knows him very well, understands his friend, but since they know that person very well, they can respect his own stance and choose to leave him alone.

Mevlana has a beautiful quote on this subject that I want to reflect to you: "Those who share the same feelings, not those who speak the same language, can get along."

Maybe that's why we sometimes stay silent. Maybe that's why sometimes we smile and talk only with our eyes.

For my part, I guess I am a little bit like that. I don't say everything I think, but I prefer to say everything I think I think. Although I love to write, I think I'm one of those who get a little quiet when it comes to talking.

People talking unnecessarily...

People talking unnecessarily biased...

The fact that people don't realize that their tongue has turned into a lethal weapon without realizing it...

Dear reader who reads my article, if you think this way, welcome to the club of those who think like us. Believe me, you are not alone, and there are such groups that are not significant in every society than us.

Being able to be silent when the time comes is a virtue:

"Discipline your heart before you discipline your tongue, for the word comes from the heart, it comes out of the tongue" again Mevlana's words...

If you knew, how glad I was to sometimes shut up,

If you knew how happy I was, sometimes to silence...

As we pour out, we experience heaven and sometimes hell at a time. So it's not about talking, my dear, it's about being able to tell what you feel with your movements, gestures, posture and even your silence even without speaking. Otherwise, the tongue and heart are present in every human being.

For example, when you wake up one morning, have you ever said, "Today I will speak from the voice of my heart"?

Nejat İşler has a beautiful quote that I love;

"It's not about loving, whoever I ask loves anyway. The important thing is to be able to love beautifully. Without breaking, without spilling, without tiring and without hurting".

Have you ever been able to love without any pain?

Have you been able to express yourself without breaking it?

Have you been able to say that I love you without tiring or hurting?

It doesn't matter if you haven't been able to do any of these things, because you're not too late for anything.

It's not about talking, my dear. The point is to be able to explain yourself without speaking...

Speaking of love, let us immediately walk into the lines of love and affection with a beautiful leap.

Wandering between lines that you have never written before,

Running around in paragraphs you've never walked before.

Suddenly and out of your mind, living so heartily without planning in advance.

Wouldn't it be nice if we sometimes turn our backs on the world we are chasing a little bit?

Sometimes, even a little, we turn our eyes, our lips, our fingers, ignoring the time we have made concessions for, the time we are chasing, into untimely happiness. Have you ever wondered what it would be like?

On the one hand, people who live their emotions without hesitation, and on the other hand, we who cannot experience the bum feelings that go through their hearts for different reasons.

Living Ourselves, Listening to Ourselves:

To enjoy the magic of experiencing the emotions within us, to release ourselves into the wind of life.

To do this once for a getaway, to taste it.

Just like in the days when we swing on a swing and touch the sky...

In order to be a full person without borders, where we are not stuck in diagonals, if we first show the courage to say thank you to all our burdens and limits.

On very cold mornings, sometimes like wishing someone would give us a hot coffee, it's like wanting our souls to be painted in warm colors. Hearts that are cold in the harsh and lonely frost of winter are in a love of love longing for spring. There are Özlem folk songs in the languages...

In the minds, the logic seconds that oscillate between the scorpion and the minute hand.

Whenever you find your soul in the winds of rebellion, think of the lover who embraces you when you are cold.

Whenever you find your heart in a storm of longing, remember the touches of your beloved who loved you endlessly, unconditionally when you missed it. Let go of the shackles in you, let go of the doves of freedom, let him run away from his heart, let him embrace the beloved. Because doesn't the arrival of spring also mean freedom for hearts? Let us sing the love song in our hearts, and even if we are not in love, let us chant.

Let the emotions within us take us to the praises.

Whatever it is, the love that all hearts should taste is worth living and cherishing.

Freedom is love. Love is the greatest source of the joy of living.

Life is Beautiful

If I'm riding my iron horse today,

If I'm sitting in the shade of a tree,

If I'm throwing my fishing rod into the sea,

It's a good thing to live for.

Whether the person in front of you is poor or rich,

Don't get hung up, what difference does it make to you,

Whether you say Armenian or Greek,

Don't look at you, as long as you are human.

All men should be brothers,

Breaking hearts is a great sin.

The sun must rise again,

Flowers should rebloom every morning.

If I'm riding my iron horse today,

If I'm sitting in the shade of a tree,

If I'm throwing my fishing rod into the sea,

It means beautiful to live,

To live is to love...