Whatever happens in your life, no matter how troubling things might seem, do not enter the neighbourhood of despair.Even when all doors remain closed, God wil open up a new path only for you. Be...

Some people make the mistake of confusing “submission” with “weakness”, whereas it is anything but. Submission is a form of peaceful acceptance of the terms of the universe including the things we are currently unable...

Inside, I found three things: a silver mirror, a silk handkerchief, and a glass flask of ointment. These items will help you on your journey. use them when need be. If you ever lose faith...

Sen daha bunları bilmeyecek kadar toysun ama bir adamın aşkı mizacının davamıdır, evlat. Yani erkek kavgacı ise sevdası da kavgalarla dolu olur. Kendine hep düşmanlar bulur. Sakin ve nazik ise sevdası merhem gibi, bal gibidir....

No reason to feel depressed about being depressed. A depression can be a golden opportunity to collect the pieces and build ourselves anew. Global Souls are always on the move, nomads at heart, connected to...

Fret not where the road will take you. Instead concentrate on the first step. That’s the hardest part and that’s what you are responsible for. Once you take that step let everything do what it...

Believers are each other’s mirrors.

My interest in Sufism began when I was a college student. At the time, I was a rebellious young woman who liked to wrap several shawls of ‘-isms’ around her shoulders: I was a leftist,...

This he had noticed while doing his military service back in Turkey. When more than three people slept in a narrow place, sooner or later their breaths would become synchronized. Perhaps it was God’s way...

What is the point of roaming the world when it’s the same misery everywhere?

İnsanoğlu nedense anlayamadığı şeylere kötülemeye meyilli.

It never took her long to darken any conversation, as from birth she was inclined to see misery in each and every story, and to fabricate some when there was none.

To each his own way and his own prayer. God does not take us at our word. He looks deep into our hearts. It is not the ceremonies or rituals that make a difference, but...

Even a speck of love should not go unappreciated, because, as Rumi said, love is the water of life.

One of the rules says, You can study God through everything and everyone in the universe, because God is not confined in a mosque, synagogue, or church. But if you are still in need of...

Her maktul katilinde yaşamaya devam eder.

When you kill someone, something from that person passes to you – a sigh, a smell or a gesture. I call it “the curse of the victim.” It clings to your body and seeps into...

Before passing through the gates of a town I’ve never visited, I take a minute to salute its saints – the dead and the living, the known and the hidden. Never in my life have...

Quit worrying about hell or dreaming about heaven as they are both present inside this very moment. Why worry so much about the aftermath, an imaginary future, when this very moment is the only time...

Choose Love, Love! Without the sweet life ofLove, living is a burden – as you have seen.

Kim olursak olalım, dünyanın hangi yerinde yaşarsak yaşayalım, ta derinlerde bir yerde hepimiz bir eksiklik duygusu taşımaktayız. Sanki temel bir şeyimizi kaybetmişiz de geri alamamaktan korkuyoruz. Neyin eksik olduğunu bilenimizde hakikaten çok az.

It is so demanding to be born into a house full of women, where everyone loves you so overwhelmingly that they end up suffocating with their love; a house where you, as the only child,...

Father, I am from a different egg than your other children. Think of me as a duckling raised by hens. I am not a domestic bird destined to spend his life in a chicken coop....

There ́s a metaphor which I love: living like a drawing compass. As you know, one leg of the compass is static, rooted in a place. Meanwhile, the other leg draws a wide circle, constantly...

Each time I say good-bye to a place I like, I feel like I am leaving a part of me behind. I guess whether we choose to travel as much as Marco Polo did or...

kimine kafi gelir bu ten suretiböyle doğar, böyle sırlanırkimine dar gelir bu ten suretihep arar, savrulurkiminin imanı korkudur”ve inne rabbeke leşediydül’ikaab”(gerçekten senin tanrı’nın azabı çok şiddetlidir)kiminin imanı safi aşktır “ve ma rabbüke bizzallamin lil’abiyd”(rabbin kullarına...

Patience does not mean to passively endure. It means to be farsighted enough to trust the end result of a process

In the Ottoman times, there were itinerant storytellers called “meddah. ” They would go to coffee houses, where they would tell a story in front of an audience, often improvising. With each new person in...

There were many words piled up inside my chest, stories waiting to be told. I wanted to hand all this knowledge to one other person, neither a master nor a disciple. I sought an equal...

You see, unlike in the movies, there is no THE END sign flashing at the end of books. When I’ve read a book, I don’t feel like I’ve finished anything. So I start a new...

He tip-toed past the double bed that had been placed in a corner – wrought-iron headboard, embroidered pillows, amulets against the evil-eye and a satiny, cobalt-blue bedspread. Blue was Iskender’s favourite colour. It was the...

Ironically, [living in] communities of the like – minded is one of the greatest dangers of today ́s globalized world. And it ́s happening everywhere, among liberals and conservatives, agnostics and believers, the rich and...

Let us choose one another as companions!Let us sit at each other’s feet!Inwardly we have many harmonies – think notThat we are only what we see.

Faith is only a word if there is no love at its center, so flaccid and lifeless, vague and hollow – not anything you could truly feel.

As I went through all these experiences, I began to compile a list that wasn’t written down in any book, only inscribed in my soul. To me these were as universal, dependable, and invariable as...

Identity politics divides us; fiction connects. One is interested in sweeping generalizations, the other in nuances. One draws boundaries, the other recognizes no frontiers. Identity politics is made of solid bricks; fiction is flowing water.

There was something in the color white that resembled silence. Both were emptied of life.

You say you are ready to deliver your knowledge to another person. You want to hold the Truth in your palm as if it were a precious pearl and offer it to someone special. But...

When something needs to be said, I’ll say it even if the whole world grabs me by the neck and tells me to keep quiet.

Love cannot be explained. It can only be experienced.Love cannot be explained, yet it explains all.

Every true love and friendship is a story of unexpected transformation. If we are the same person before and after we loved, that means we haven’t loved enough.

It was always like this. When you spoke the truth, they hated you. The more you talked about love, the more they hated you.

You are too timid for me. You care too much about what other people think. But you know what? Because you are so desperate to win the approval of others, you’ll never get rid of...

Three scents accompany my memories of this place: cut wood, poppy-seed bread, and the soft, crisp smell of snow.

By giving us more work, of course.

How can love be worthy of its name if one selects solely the pretty things and leaves out the hardships? It is easy to enjoy the good and dislike the bad. Anybody can do that....

How terrible it was to still be mentally and emotionally attached to someone from whom you have been physically separated.

I’m not one of those pious types who spend their whole lives hunched on prayer rugs while their eyes and hearts remain closed to the outside world. They read the Qur’an only on the surface....

Doubts are good. It means you are alive and searching. One does not become a believer overnight. He thinks he is a believer; then something happens in his life and he becomes an unbeliever, after...

honest criticism and sensitive appreciation is directed not upon the poet but upon the poetry.” Good to remember…