The right kind of tiredness

There are two things we should always be: 1. raw and 2. ready. When you are raw, you are always ready and when you are ready you usually realize that you are raw. Waiting for perfection is not an answer, one cannot say “I will be ready when I am perfect” because then you will…

It comes down to this

“The big things in life are big; but, the little things are even bigger.” ― Bert McCoy Most things in life eventually get confusing. Tiresome. Unpleasant perhaps. Difficult. Yes, definitely difficult. So the question becomes: how can you live with ….? And then, one day, it all becomes very clear. And you start to fight to…

Yes, but no, but maybe: the art of awakening

“The chains that break you, are the chains that make you. And the chains that make you, are the chains you break.” ― Anthony Liccione Before it all gets sparkly and amazing, awakenings are rather unpleasant. Definitely uncomfortable. And for those of us who are not on our first so-called rodeo, they can even be quite…

Kind, mindful, real: thoughts for the new year

Good things should come from bad. And last year was pretty bad. Which is why I wanted to start off the new year by sharing some thoughts. It’s nothing you haven’t heard before. Rather, it’s a list of priorities that stand out at the moment. A reminder. Conclusions from my own mistakes, from things I…

The missingness at Christmas

It comes over you suddenly. As if you haven’t prepared for such things. After all, it is the season. For shadows and for glitter. For gifts. New ones that will come, and old ones that were received long ago. For remembering, missing and wishing. Still, it’s surprising when you notice again how empty chairs are…

At long last, simple laughter

I was not going to laugh. Not today. I was busy with important things. I read a headline. And another. And another. One worse than the next. Then, in the latest episode of the Turkish telenovela I’m currently tormenting myself with in the evening, everyone is still plotting and getting very angry. It was depressing…

When the most beautiful love makes no sense

This is a post that happens when you watch romantic period dramas, read Neruda, Gibran, Rumi and Pessoa, and then fall into a deep, late night conversation with a like-minded friend. So then, this beautiful love that came up for discussion is not that initial phase of exuberance and passion we fall into when we…

The difficult freedom of healing

Years ago I read the memoir of an atheist writer I admired who, when facing a serious illness, humbly called on God for help. His experience left quite an impression. I no longer have that book to offer a quote. But the wordless memory of that experience became relevant this year. Many things come to…

What can be forgiven

Perhaps you too are at least partially surrounded by drama these days: breakups, comings and goings, arguments and endless laments. In other words, people in pain trying to understand the how and the why, looking to find a solution or at least some peace. Perhaps you too are lending a shoulder to cry on and…

A little something from the heart

Sometimes our lives look quite nice on the outside. We’re strong and smart and handling our responsibilities very well. Good things seem to happen. Even exciting things. We put on a brave face, we share photos, we joke and smile as often as possible. Only a few, if anyone, know about the reality under that…