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Empyt Space

Being, flow.

If nothing touches each other,

If our iron is breaking, our presence from bamboo,

If it's already passing and flowing

And if you don't try to do it, to stop, to be true,

If love and happiness are temporary,

If peace of mind; to learn not to want, to desire, not to own,

If not struggling, letting go and stay on the surface,

If it is important to stay in the flow,

If all kinds of love are inside us,

Since the words are insufficient, the expressions are meaningless,

If it is important to leave

If love is boundless and everywhere,

As we love myself, the whole world becomes a mirror for us,

Since it is so important to be free, to be in yourself but to be in the flow,

If it's all in our perception, in our perception

If we have to be abstract, pure, transparent balanced,

If we hook our roots to the depths of the earth, we must ascend until there is a wicked light at the end of the universe,

If we are dependent on life but not dependent, we must live without wanting, without desire,

Since our dreams are without burden, we should leave what we do without judging, without controlling our relationships,

If we should stay alive like a flower, like a tree,

If it's like life; we must accept and realize the state in which existence, disappearance, bad and good, dark and light can exist together and disappear,

Since we must perceive love as a state of flow from the inside out and from the outside inside,

If we want to love, strive to live, we must learn to separate our existence from meaning,

If the breath is our way, our map, our being

Since the road we are going is not a means that takes us away from the center and brings us to the new reality, but it is the deepening of circular movements inside us,

Since there are always problems, evils and contradictions for everyone who perceives life as struggle, and since this is something to be reconciled, not to fight,

Since learning to let yourself go is that important,

Since it is so important not to take the expectation from satisfaction, love from expectation, satisfaction from love,

If what you do is not what you are doing but the way it is

Since everything that comes out of you is special, precious and precious with you,

If you accept what comes out of you as it is, embracing it and being one with it turns into something that empowers you,

As long as knowing his own darkness is a driving force and the facts that the light cannot handle It is so important to use what is not, the endings, the deep wells of eternity, as the eye that dares to understand and abolish its existence, everything that may pose a natural threat to its existence,

Since our breath is precious, our body, mind and soul are one and whole,

If we are a part of the thigh and the whole of the parts,

If we are one with everything, one with the air, the flower and the table,

Since everything we perceive as a threat, that we cannot do or think we cannot do, is a part of our perception,

Since doing is not a skill but a state of being,

If living is not a way, then one moment

If it's not as limited as the expectations of love are met,

Anywhere and everything where you can let yourself go, feel the love,

Since love is not the same to be associated with love,

If you created every subject that requires self-protection,

Since you have gaps, boundaries, pains, loneliness, responsibilities, what you need to overcome and change, and if the transformation of these is just about letting go and accepting, the transformation begins there and spreads throughout your life,

So why this struggle, this effort, this "never-ending path", this search for meaning, this struggle to feel whole with someone else and this desire to be happy? Who does this longing and desire for the ideal and the perfect good for?

There is also an antithesis of this voice that says “don’t fight, accept”. That voice that says you will be happy when you accept everything in life and you will be satisfied, and this sacredness attributed to lack of expectation is equally harmful. Being human and remaining in acceptance includes the animal instinct in a deeper place, your past, the burdens you carry, and all the gaps in being human. In other words, acceptance and transformation is not one-dimensional and only a place in the mind, it is here to see the whole, accept it without suppressing it and to accept satisfaction with its desires, awareness with its will, light and darkness. Transformation is created in the moment when he quits the transformation and freely accepts it all.

The challenge is to remember, perceive, and notice each end of this balance. When a person reaches all of this perception, she recognizes to be free from his fears, to claim his desires and to let go of them all, and can preferably achieve it rather than suppressing it.

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Aradığım şey bendeydi

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Yola koyuldum

Tek başıma

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Ağzıma dolan çöl kumları,

Ben bir devenin üstünde

O tanıdık fısıltı yine beni buldu

Bu sefer korkmadım.

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(via I am a "Too Much" Woman)

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“There she is. . . the “too much” woman. The one who loves too hard, feels too deeply, asks too often, desires too much.

There she is taking up too much space, with her laughter, her curves, her honesty, her sexuality. Her presence is as tall as a tree, as wide as a mountain. Her energy occupies every crevice of the room. Too much space she takes.

She is dangerous.

And there she goes, that “too much” woman, making people think too much, feel too much, swoon too much. She with her authentic prose and a self-assuredness in the way she carries herself. She with her belly laughs and her insatiable appetite and her proneness to fiery passion. All eyes on her, thinking she’s hot shit.

Oh, that “too much” woman. . . too loud, too vibrant, too honest, too emotional, too smart, too intense, too pretty, too difficult, too sensitive, too wild, too intimidating, too successful, too fat, too strong, too political, too joyous, too needy—too much.

She should simmer down a bit, be taken down a couple notches. Someone should put her back in a more respectable place. Someone should tell her.

Here I am. . . a Too Much Woman, with my too-tender heart and my too-much emotions.

A hedonist, feminist, pleasure seeker, empath. I want a lot—justice, sincerity, spaciousness, ease, intimacy, actualization, respect, to be seen, to be understood, your undivided attention, and all of your promises to be kept.

I’ve been called high maintenance because I want what I want, and intimidating because of the space I occupy. I’ve been called selfish because I am self-loving. I’ve been called a witch because I know how to heal myself.

And still. . . I rise. Still, I want and feel and ask and risk and take up space.

I must.

Us Too Much Women have been facing extermination for centuries—we are so afraid of her, terrified of her big presence, of the way she commands respect and wields the truth of her feelings. We’ve been trying to stifle the Too Much Woman for ions—in our sisters, in our wives, in our daughters. And even now, even today, we shame the Too Much Woman for her bigness, for her wanting, for her passionate nature.

And still. . . she thrives.

In my own world and before my very eyes, I am witnessing the reclamation and rising up of the Too Much Woman. That Too Much Woman is also known to some as Wild Woman or the Divine Feminine. In any case, she is me, she is you, and she is loving that she’s finally, finally getting some airtime.

If you’ve ever been called “too much,” or “overly emotional,” or “bitchy,” or “stuck up,” you are likely a Too Much Woman. And if you are. . . I implore you to embrace all that you are—all of your depth, all of your vastness; to not hold yourself in, and to never abandon yourself, your bigness, your radiance.

Forget everything you’ve heard—your too much-ness is a gift; oh yes, one that can heal, incite, liberate, and cut straight to the heart of things.

Do not be afraid of this gift, and let no one shy you away from it. Your too much-ness is magic, is medicine. It can change the world.

So please, Too Much Woman: Ask. Seek. Desire. Expand. Move. Feel. Be.

Make your waves, fan your flames, give us chills.

Please, rise. We need you.” 

Ev’Yan Witney

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My curves and lips, Cutest parts of my body belongs to me Not to you. For the one who born on the earth Will be part of the story This is not for the aliens.

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