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Earth is a beautiful place

Fog above the forest in Aulanko, Finland

laurilohi

Me, too❤️🌸🌿

Me when I have my Me Time😂😂😂

Peaceful 🌸🌿

Fountain in the Park Marquayro (1905) by Henri Martin

Anne seni çok özledim 😞

anne ben geldim, üstüm başım

uzak yolların tozlarıyla perişan

çoktan paralandı ördüğün kazak

üzerinde yeşil nakışlar olan

anne ben geldim, yoruldum artık

her yolağzında kendime rastlamaktan

hep acılı, sarhoş ve sarsak

şiirler çırpıştıran bi adam

kurumuş kuyunun suyu, incirin

sütü çoktan çekilmiş

bir zamanlar dünya sandığım bahçeyi

ayrık otları, dikenler bürümüş

kapıdaki çıngırak kararmış nemden

atnalı ve sarmısak duruyor ama

oğlum, mektup yaz diyen

sesin hala kulaklarımda

anne ben geldim, ağdaki balık

bardaktaki su kadar umarsızım

dizlerin duruyor mu başımı koyacak?

anne ben geldim, oğlun, hayırsızın..

ahmet erhan külliyatı

It's always the better choice

I prefer books to people.

I tell myself that every time

“What if I write it and it’s bad-”

WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS GOOD? WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANTED? WHAT THEN????

Take your route with people who will accompany you till the end

The Hong Kong Jockey Club - where tradition and speed race round the bend

On Hong Kong's neon-soaked nights, a heart beats at a gallop: the Jockey Club, a colossal paradox since 1884 - both a temple of sport and a benefactor of the city. Here, wealth and ritual merge when sleek horses shoot across the turf like liquid gold.

The crowd goes wild, bets whisper of luck and loss, but there is more behind the frenzy: schools, hospitals, culture - financed by the race of the hooves. A high-stakes game in which even the city wins.

Definitely 🥹

I can't express myself like I want because of fear. I want to loose this fear and I will.

I am still growing

**Sun Moon Lake, Taiwan** 🌊🛥️🌞🌿

Today was just perfect. The **Sun Moon Lake** glistened in the gentle sunshine, the water was as smooth as glass and so clear that the surrounding mountains doubled in size. Despite the many tourists, there was a peaceful silence - as if everything was in harmony. You could simply lose yourself in the vastness of the landscape, feel the gentle breeze and let your mind wander.

A place that offers peace without asking for anything in return. 💙

A poem by Christian Morgenstern, who would be 154 years old today.

"This goes out to you":

It's for you and me and everyone:

Be more, talk less,

say less, ask less, complain less,

turn the heat inwards more;

keep our tongues in check,

not always repeating the same old

phrases and places,

shy away from phrases and grimaces in everything;

Examine slowly, like to be modest,

avoid all quick prejudices;

suffice ourselves in the indispensable,

Simplify ourselves, reverence ourselves,

one from childhood to old age:

strive to become wise, wise.

I just can't keep my mouth shut 🥹

✨ Hıdrellez Rhyme ✨🤲🌿

On the eve when spring takes flight,

Hızır walks in golden light.

Wishes tied to branches sway,

Hope will blossom with the day.

Leap the fire, let shadows burn,

Luck will turn as seasons turn.

Dance upon the waking earth,

Miracles are given birth.

Water whispers, winds conspire

Hıdrellez sparks the heart’s desire🤲🌸

**✨ What is Hıdrellez? ✨**

**Hıdrellez** (pronounced *Hid-rel-lez*) is a vibrant spring festival celebrated on **May 5th–6th** in Turkey, the Balkans, and other regions with Turkic and Islamic influences. It marks the meeting of the prophets **Hızır (Khidr)** and **İlyas (Elijah)**, who are believed to bring renewal, abundance, and miracles.

### 🌸 **Traditions & Beliefs**

- **Wishes & Rituals:** People write their dreams on paper or tie them to a "wish tree," then burn or release them into water, hoping they’ll come true.

- **Jumping Over Fires:** A purification ritual where leaping over bonfires symbolizes leaving bad luck behind.

- **Nature Celebrations:** Picnics, dancing, and music in green spaces honor the rebirth of nature.

- **Cleaning & Preparing:** Homes are cleaned, and special foods (like *kuzu dolma*, lamb dishes) are shared to welcome prosperity.

### 🔮 **Why May 5th–6th?**

In the old Rumi calendar, May 6th was considered the start of summer—**Hızır’s Day** (symbolizing life) and **İlyas’s Day** (water) merging into one celebration of hope.

**💫 "Hıdrellez is where magic feels real—wishes whispered to the wind might just come true."**

May your wishes come true 🌿🔥

- *"Have you ever celebrated Hıdrellez? Share your traditions below!"*

- *"Reblog if you believe in spring miracles! 🌸"*

The desert has no answer.

"It only asks"

**Berber wisdom**

I like to help. But sometimes I also want help.

I'm good at giving.

I listen, I'm there, I support, I carry.

It makes me happy when I can do someone good.

But deep inside me there is also a desire:

For someone to be there for me.

Not because I have fallen.

Not because I'm strong.

But simply because sometimes I don't know what to do.

I want to learn to accept help - without

without feeling bad about it.

Without having to give back straight away.

Without thinking about whether I'm asking too much.

I want to trust.

That I don't have to do anything to be kept.

A Turkish saying

- a fault confessed is half redressed

Victoria Harbour in Hongkong

Very interesting place with lots of stuff

An oasis in a big hectic city

Focus at first to yourself and than to others

“Before you find your soul mate, you must first discover your soul.”

— Charles Glassman

Maybe only to the person who is meant to be your person but still no perfect at all

“I don’t know a perfect person. I only know flawed people who are still worth loving.”

— Unknown

Emotional Border Letter - Derya's promise to herself

You don't need to understand anymore.

It's not for you to weigh, measure, question the feelings I'm experiencing.

I opened up to you, I wanted you to hear my voice.

But every time you tried to pull me into your story.

By ignoring my story.

Now I am silent. But this is not a defeat.

This silence is not an escape.

It's a limit.

It's my right to protect myself.

It's my right to choose my inner peace.

This is my determination to stand on my own side from now on.

Keep everything that is rightfully yours.

I will no longer carry burdens that are not mine.

I let go of guilt, obligation, shame.

Because I want to walk only with my essence.

I owe only my own heart.

And now I pay that debt:

I forgive, love and protect myself.

This is my inner farewell letter.

Not to you, but to myself, whom I have silenced in the past.

I exist now.

And that's how I'm okay.

-Derya