We didn't come into this world to eat, drink and reproduce. We didn't come into this world to kill, pluck and destroy. There must be a reason for our existence, for life, for our birth... Let's set out on a journey together... A long journey... To search for this meaning, to understand our existence... Even if we get lost in the dark forests like King Arthur's knights, even if we lose and confuse our way in the deepest depths and cellars of our souls, let's not give up on facing ourselves and our reason for being... This is a long road and we are not alone... I intend for us to be together on this road together and with love... Welcome to my life...

Why all this war and destruction? What could we not share? What has man been fighting for since the world has existed? Thousands of women, children and the elderly killed in thousands of murders, massacres and wars every day... As if we are guaranteed to live tomorrow... As if this world is only ours and we will never die... As if thousands of people don't already die in natural disasters, floods, earthquakes, tsunamis... We can destroy people and our world without even blinking an eye for one reason or another, as if we created the world and human beings... We are all responsible... Me and you, all of us... That is why we must take responsibility and share the responsibility for causing all this suffering. All these tragedies and dramas are happening because we don't love enough, because there is little or no love... Where there is love, there cannot be destruction. There can be no sense of harm or hurt. The two cannot coexist... Love is a simple thing.

I'm talking about love for everything that exists, for everything that is created, something simple. Just love. If you really love someone, you love the whole. If I love my daughter, my son, my mother, my father, then I love the whole. Love is an indivisible thing that cannot be divided into parts... Either you have it or you don't... He who does not love the whole cannot love the one. He who does not love himself cannot love the whole... Love is something given without expecting anything in return. You love a flower, an insect, the bark of a tree, you touch it, smell it and leave it there. You do not own it. You love an ocean or a forest and leave it there where it is... You can have a good career or be a very rich person. But if you don't have love, love for the whole, love for everything, you will never be happy... Woe to the person whose heart doesn't recognize love... A huge desert forms inside. A ruthless arid desert. A desert without endless water. Life is endless then. Everything becomes ugly and bad. But once you taste this feeling called love within you, for the whole and for everything, life is a naïve feast. Everything is beautiful there. Flowers, insects, people... And yes; all people, animals, insects and flowers are one. When the Indian chief came to usurp the American land, he told him that horses and fields are our children, cows and sheep are our sisters, please take care of them... What kind of wisdom is that? And yes; we are all one part of the universe. We are all parts of one whole. Just like the notes of a piano concerto. If a single note is missing or wrong, the concerto is ruined. If a single human being or a single insect is missing, the harmony of the nature of the universe is disrupted... And we are only busy burning and destroying, plucking and killing when we have no power to create even one. We miss so much... We miss life... Life itself... Because life means love...

I recently received an e-mail from a friend: A true story: A Japanese man, who wanted to redecorate his house, knocked down a wall and saw a lizard stuck in the hole between two wooden walls because a nail had stuck in its foot. The man feels bad and curious at the same time. The nail had probably been driven in when the house was being built, how could this lizard have managed to live in this position for 10 years without moving? So the man stops working and starts watching the lizard. Then another lizard comes out of nowhere, carrying food in its mouth. The sight stuns the man... What kind of love is this? The lizard with a nailed foot has been fed by the other lizard for 10 years... NEVER FORGET LOVE IN YOUR HEART. Because LIFE IS LOVE.

Mukaddes Pekin Başdil

Researcher-Author

Source: Denizli Haber