It’s July

Derler ki, okyanusa kavuşmadan önce nehir korkudan tir tir titrermiş. Arkasına dönüp bugüne kadar geçtiği onca yola bakmış. Dağların tepesinden, en rüzgarlı vadilerinden, seyahat ettiği tüm köylere ve ormanlara kadar.

Ve karşısındaki okyanus o kadar kocaman, eni sonu belli olmayan, uçsuz bucaksız bir şeymiş ki içinde kaybolmaktan korkuyormuş. Çünkü onun içine dalmak sonsuza kadar yok olmak gibi geliyormuş.

Ama gidilecek başka yol yokmuş, nehir geri dönemezmiş. Kimse geri dönemez akışta. Varoluşta geriye dönmek diye bir şey yoktur. Ve nehir okyanusa akma riskini almaya karar vermiş. Çünkü başka türlü korkusunu yenemeyeceğini anlamış.

O anda görmüş ki, okyanusa karışmak diye bir şey yok. Okyanus olmak var.

~ Halil Cibran

A Turkish saying

- a fault confessed is half redressed

Everyday is a new try 🙏

Emotional Border Letter - Derya's promise to herself

You don't need to understand anymore.

It's not for you to weigh, measure, question the feelings I'm experiencing.

I opened up to you, I wanted you to hear my voice.

But every time you tried to pull me into your story.

By ignoring my story.

Now I am silent. But this is not a defeat.

This silence is not an escape.

It's a limit.

It's my right to protect myself.

It's my right to choose my inner peace.

This is my determination to stand on my own side from now on.

Keep everything that is rightfully yours.

I will no longer carry burdens that are not mine.

I let go of guilt, obligation, shame.

Because I want to walk only with my essence.

I owe only my own heart.

And now I pay that debt:

I forgive, love and protect myself.

This is my inner farewell letter.

Not to you, but to myself, whom I have silenced in the past.

I exist now.

And that's how I'm okay.

-Derya

I like to help. But sometimes I also want help.

I'm good at giving.

I listen, I'm there, I support, I carry.

It makes me happy when I can do someone good.

But deep inside me there is also a desire:

For someone to be there for me.

Not because I have fallen.

Not because I'm strong.

But simply because sometimes I don't know what to do.

I want to learn to accept help - without

without feeling bad about it.

Without having to give back straight away.

Without thinking about whether I'm asking too much.

I want to trust.

That I don't have to do anything to be kept.

**✨ What is Hıdrellez? ✨**

**Hıdrellez** (pronounced *Hid-rel-lez*) is a vibrant spring festival celebrated on **May 5th–6th** in Turkey, the Balkans, and other regions with Turkic and Islamic influences. It marks the meeting of the prophets **Hızır (Khidr)** and **İlyas (Elijah)**, who are believed to bring renewal, abundance, and miracles.

### 🌸 **Traditions & Beliefs**

- **Wishes & Rituals:** People write their dreams on paper or tie them to a "wish tree," then burn or release them into water, hoping they’ll come true.

- **Jumping Over Fires:** A purification ritual where leaping over bonfires symbolizes leaving bad luck behind.

- **Nature Celebrations:** Picnics, dancing, and music in green spaces honor the rebirth of nature.

- **Cleaning & Preparing:** Homes are cleaned, and special foods (like *kuzu dolma*, lamb dishes) are shared to welcome prosperity.

### 🔮 **Why May 5th–6th?**

In the old Rumi calendar, May 6th was considered the start of summer—**Hızır’s Day** (symbolizing life) and **İlyas’s Day** (water) merging into one celebration of hope.

**💫 "Hıdrellez is where magic feels real—wishes whispered to the wind might just come true."**

May your wishes come true 🌿🔥

- *"Have you ever celebrated Hıdrellez? Share your traditions below!"*

- *"Reblog if you believe in spring miracles! 🌸"*

"I choose not to respond to these messages.

Because it's a way for me to keep my soul.

Not responding is not disrespectful,

an expression of my self-respect.

The guilt is not mine.

The burden I carry no longer belongs to me.

I want to heal, not fight.

And that's why I hear myself most where I am silent."

An oasis in a big hectic city

Very interesting place with lots of stuff