Do you believe in the magic of words
Are you one of those who generously say their troubles when they get bored, or are you bitter and overwhelmed? I always thought I was the second. More precisely, I should say I should have been like that. Oh, people are not told about any problems, blood is swallowed, I drink cranberry sherbet. This lifetime lives in one breath and passes away… Does this sound familiar to you?
Then, after discovering the magic of the words that surrounded me, I realized how much I could put in a sentence and share. The functioning of the world was progressing so smoothly that as the beautiful sentences coming out of my mouth increased, my grief was feather and the land was traveling. After a while, I realized that we, as humans, were alternating guests. Now if his hospitality in me was over, he would be put on someone else’s shoulder, the owner of the shoulder would first surprise and assume it was burdened, and then that feather would take a new ride to find another shoulder…
God, the human was learning how much about his heart and body open to exploration every day…
How did I get here?
At a moment when I was bored yesterday, I used to say I would hug a friend from a distance and stand out. This time he touched his phrases, the teachings he needed to my soul. He wanted me to use ointment sentences or to hug you too. With the permission I got from him and my own comments, I transmit the sentences I count as healing
“Anxiety is a situation related to our anxieties, our anxieties are our lives … Whatever people do in the world, our anxiety is the root cause of everything. This is a sense of responsibility!”
From time to time I worry about many things that I will say fill the fig seeds. These are not the worries that I will damn. The words I keep thinking about to open up my horizons, the tastes I forget about the taste, the people I want to hug are often. Of course, our clinging to the world is human.
However, the moment comes something that hurts so much … The statement of a few sentences shook me first, then brought it to myself. Because he was right. I really saw all the journeys that I started by immersing the bag in myself, whatever hurt me was always born out of my anxiety and growing up as it grew, carrying me out of my pot. Just like the ones that got stuck in the needle …
Yes, it was ultimately a responsibility, and as my friendly friend said, “A thousand times better than irresponsible irresponsibility” was y …
Was it or not?
Are we all after a single moment when we will be irresponsible?
As the messages came in succession, I realized how the irresponsibility, which is the opposite, tends to distract me. While one of me was going crazy for a single moment when he could remain irresponsible, the other was waiting for the next message to come right away with the side of the technology that tested my patience. Didn’t you know that feeling? At that moment, I was thinking so much that the way my brain moved me away from the idea of irresponsibility was the memory of my memory longing my soul …
I must share with you the smell of the moments I missed, the moment I left the taste of my nose with a braces, and the moment that went away. It was enough for me to think about how valuable the messages were in high school times. Now the messages that go with the sentences written individually were once a dream for all of us. We would all tell as much as the number of characters. It was the warm touch of those times, the fairy dust particles on my shoulder. The moment when a feather left its weight to the lightness of fairy dust was that moment of longing. Sometimes this happens. You can not instantly solve the feeling you live, your memory immediately calls, misses and passes a completely different feeling with a meaningless connection from the past. Flying fairy dust, thank goodness, wraps every soul that allows this without knowing time and space…
Words are magic, I know
I have many games from my childhood; I found a way to fool myself, save the moment. These are the games that I do not need to provide psychologically and I believe they are good for me; I have shared the place with you until now. One of them is my belief in words. I know they are strong enough to get me out of the corridors. I used to play this game alone when I was a kid. Now I can add a friend with me; ever since I learned the value of sharing, multiplying…
Yes, it was an unfavorable incident that I could not throw in my inner world, I could not get out of it, and I lived yesterday and remained yesterday. No matter what I am experiencing, you adapt the situation you are in right now. After all, life is simple, life is simple … amaan simple, this is a very valuable simple with the meanings we fill in! Perhaps the unbearable lightness of full existence. What else does a person need in addition to being light?
In some cases, our feelings that surround us or want to clamp our soul; Hah, at those moments, find the people who make the following sentences. Then, not a single feather touches the fairy powders that color the remotest corners of our heart. Your soul, you always send red balloons to the sky…
“Maybe this negative event will make a new breakthrough that you do not dare to do; believe in yourself. I believe in you. Also, the performance we show in the moment of stress, our weakest link; remember! Don’t forget that, beautify everything you do and do the best. You are a woman! You can be motivated by thinking this… ”
I wish the magic of the words be transmitted to you. Of course I had a little shed, he is separate. Still, life is beautiful, it is worth to enjoy with fairy dust …
Do you have any games that you discover yourself, deceive and always feel happy? If you share it, let’s play with me…
And of course, thank you, my dear friend hand, thank you for your peace of mind, for setting up and sharing new sentences…
With Love …
Damla Karakuş