Love Your Face in the Mirror, Accept Yourself

Every thing is change. Nothing stays as it is. It exists in the cycle of the universe, in the rhythm of life. It seems impossible to show a single thing that is fixed, that prides itself on its sameness. Those who swim against the current know this by heart, but they never stop resisting, which is the ancestral sport. Imagine what it would be like if you were in the flexibility of bamboo? How would you connect with the universe if your root was strong and flexible? Feel what it would be like if you danced with the wind without resisting the wind.

Remember that buildings that survive even during an earthquake are those that can sway with a yawn. To be in harmony with the reality of the moment is to accept it. Whenever things get tough, try to accept that the possibilities of the moment are limited. It is not a state of negative thinking, but rather being aware of one's faculties. If you accept the reality of the ending, you will flow with life. You know, as they say, "Water flows, it finds its way", that's how it is. Learning to cope with what life brings and accepting that reality is at the center of our lives means choosing to live. And look this way.

It's spring weather outside.

It's raining cats and dogs!

A boy on the street corner

barefoot, barefoot, trembling, with frightened eyes,

looking at passers-by,

At that moment, I am going to the ground from my shame!

All of a sudden my soul is cold

I feel like I'm frozen to the bone!

Running out of the house

In one breath, I find myself next to the child,

I hug and hug you warmly!

Questions come out of my mouth in one breath,

What's your name?

Why are you out in this weather?

Don't you have a mother or father?

are you going to school? how old are you?

The boy looks at me confused

It's obvious that he's stunned in every way!

The child starts to talk a little embarrassed, crying.

I don't have a name

just a bread fight

I have no father, my mother is sick, my brothers are hungry,

I couldn't go to school, I'm nine years old"

At that moment, tears are flowing from my eyes to my heart!

Abandoned to its nameless fate,

out of thousands of children out there, only one

It is not known how many unfortunate children there are! As long as we are an insensitive, selfish society, it is unknown how many children there will be!

I think, if each of us can touch the heart of a child, if we can touch it, I'm sure;

children will not be left to their fate!

In times of pain, let it flow, sadness, anger, mourning or whatever. Surrendering to pain allows you to take steps forward with compassion, grace, peace, clarity and ease. "Alas, am I a prisoner again, blind darkness again?" every moment you say, it actually liberates you.

As long as you take a picture of that moment, take paints and paint your picture. Kick wildly on a floor or. Roll on the grass. Throw yourself into the seas and lakes. Stroll yourself as you swim, anchor on your own shores as you feel the water. This is how one becomes free. If everything has its opposite, which it is; When you accept that you're a prisoner, your freedom dance begins. When you mourn your soul, an altar makes the sun shine through the dark clouds.

Acceptance is not giving up or surrendering. There is no helplessness or captivity here. See if your defense mechanism is strong. Can you distract yourself? Do you like to judge? Do you give a lot of critical reactions? See if there's control on the bridge. Are you putting excuses on the shelves of your mind, see.

Accept the times when the words multiply, then be quiet. Embrace the richness in silence.

Love your face in the mirror, accept yourself. Love the most improbable. Don't wear medals, but say, "You're here, I see." Love your flaws. Your flaws are what make you who you are.