\u0130nsan, d\u00fcnyaya avu\u00e7lar\u0131 dolu gelmez. Bir nefesle ba\u015flar yolculu\u011fu. Sonra zaman, avu\u00e7lar\u0131na e\u015fyalar b\u0131rak\u0131r; unvanlar, tela\u015flar, k\u0131rg\u0131nl\u0131klar, al\u0131\u015fkanl\u0131klar… G\u00fcn gelir, ta\u015f\u0131d\u0131\u011f\u0131 y\u00fcklerin a\u011f\u0131rl\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131 kendi sesi san\u0131r. Oysa en \u00e7ok yorulan omuzlar\u0131 de\u011fil, ruhudur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bir a\u011fac\u0131 d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcn\u00fcn. Sonbahar geldi\u011finde yapraklar\u0131n\u0131 kaybetti\u011fi i\u00e7in \u00fcz\u00fclmez. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc bilir; yeni filizlere yer a\u00e7man\u0131n yolu, eskileri usulca topra\u011fa b\u0131rakmakt\u0131r. Do\u011fa, eksilerek \u00e7o\u011falman\u0131n s\u0131rr\u0131n\u0131 milyonlarca y\u0131ld\u0131r f\u0131s\u0131ldar. \u0130nsan ise \u00e7o\u011fu zaman biriktirerek \u00e7o\u011falaca\u011f\u0131n\u0131 san\u0131r.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Evler b\u00fcy\u00fcr, dolaplar b\u00fcy\u00fcr, depolar b\u00fcy\u00fcr… Ama bazen k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fclen tek \u015fey, nefes alacak bo\u015fluktur. Bir \u00e7ekmeceyi a\u00e7arken ge\u00e7mi\u015f y\u0131llar d\u00f6k\u00fcl\u00fcr \u00f6n\u00fcm\u00fcze. Giyilmeyen giysiler, okunmayan kitaplar, kullan\u0131lmayan e\u015fyalar… Belki de as\u0131l biriktirdi\u011fimiz, vazge\u00e7ememektir.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Oysa hayat, bo\u015fluklar\u0131 sever. Tohum topra\u011f\u0131n bo\u015flu\u011funda filizlenir. Ku\u015f, bo\u015f g\u00f6ky\u00fcz\u00fcnde kanat \u00e7\u0131rpar. \u015eiir, s\u00f6zc\u00fcklerin aras\u0131ndaki sessizlikte b\u00fcy\u00fcr. Sevgi bile, kalpte a\u00e7\u0131lm\u0131\u015f bir yere konar. Dolu bir kaba yeni su eklenmez.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hayata yer a\u00e7mak, yaln\u0131zca e\u015fyalar\u0131 azaltmak de\u011fildir. K\u0131rg\u0131nl\u0131klar\u0131n tozunu silmektir. K\u0131r\u0131c\u0131 s\u00f6zleri kap\u0131n\u0131n d\u0131\u015f\u0131nda b\u0131rakmakt\u0131r. Affedebilmeye, dinleyebilmeye, yeniden \u015fa\u015f\u0131rabilmeye yer a\u00e7makt\u0131r. Bazen bir \u00f6z\u00fcr, y\u0131llard\u0131r a\u00e7\u0131lmayan bir pencereyi aralar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ne gariptir, en g\u00fczel an\u0131lar\u0131m\u0131z\u0131n \u00e7o\u011fu sat\u0131n al\u0131nm\u0131\u015f de\u011fildir. Bir \u00e7ocu\u011fun g\u00fcl\u00fc\u015f\u00fc, ya\u011fmur sonras\u0131 toprak kokusu, yaylada esen serin r\u00fczg\u00e2r, dostla i\u00e7ilen bir bardak \u00e7ay, dal\u0131ndan kopar\u0131lan bir meyve… Hayat\u0131n en k\u0131ymetli arma\u011fanlar\u0131, vitrinde sat\u0131lmaz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Belki de ger\u00e7ek zenginlik, daha fazlas\u0131na sahip olmak de\u011fil daha az \u015feye ihtiya\u00e7 duymakt\u0131r. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc ihtiyac\u0131n azald\u0131\u011f\u0131 yerde \u00f6zg\u00fcrl\u00fck ba\u015flar. \u00d6zg\u00fcr insan\u0131n ad\u0131mlar\u0131 hafiftir; y\u00fcr\u00fcrken topra\u011f\u0131 incitmez, konu\u015furken kalpleri k\u0131rmaz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hayata yer a\u00e7mak, biraz da kendine d\u00f6nmektir. \u0130\u00e7imizde uzun zamand\u0131r konu\u015fmay\u0131 bekleyen \u00e7ocu\u011fu dinlemek, unuttu\u011fumuz hayalleri yeniden \u00e7a\u011f\u0131rmak, yorgun y\u00fcre\u011fimize sessiz bir g\u00f6lge olmakt\u0131r. \u0130nsan bazen bir \u00f6m\u00fcr boyunca d\u0131\u015far\u0131da arad\u0131\u011f\u0131 huzurun, kendi i\u00e7inde sessizce bekledi\u011fini fark eder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ve g\u00fcn gelir anlar\u0131z ki ya\u015fam; doldurulacak bir depo de\u011fil, \u00f6zenle yeti\u015ftirilecek bir bah\u00e7edir. Bah\u00e7ede yabani otlar temizlenmeden g\u00fcller rahat a\u00e7maz. Ruh da b\u00f6yledir. Gereksiz y\u00fcklerden ar\u0131nd\u0131k\u00e7a umut \u00e7i\u00e7ekleri g\u00f6r\u00fcn\u00fcr olur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Belki bug\u00fcn, yaln\u0131zca bir \u00e7ekmeceyi bo\u015falt\u0131r\u0131z. Belki eski bir k\u0131rg\u0131nl\u0131\u011f\u0131 b\u0131rak\u0131r\u0131z. Belki de y\u0131llard\u0131r s\u00f6ylemedi\u011fimiz bir “seni seviyorum” i\u00e7in yer a\u00e7ar\u0131z. Kim bilir… Bazen k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fcc\u00fck bir bo\u015fluk, koca bir hayat\u0131n yeniden ba\u015flamas\u0131na yeter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc hayat, kendisine yer a\u00e7anlar\u0131n y\u00fcre\u011finde yeniden ye\u015ferir.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u0130nsan, d\u00fcnyaya avu\u00e7lar\u0131 dolu gelmez. Bir nefesle ba\u015flar yolculu\u011fu. Sonra zaman, avu\u00e7lar\u0131na e\u015fyalar b\u0131rak\u0131r; unvanlar, tela\u015flar, k\u0131rg\u0131nl\u0131klar, al\u0131\u015fkanl\u0131klar… G\u00fcn gelir, ta\u015f\u0131d\u0131\u011f\u0131 y\u00fcklerin a\u011f\u0131rl\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131 kendi sesi san\u0131r. Oysa en \u00e7ok yorulan omuzlar\u0131 de\u011fil, ruhudur. Bir a\u011fac\u0131 d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcn\u00fcn. Sonbahar geldi\u011finde yapraklar\u0131n\u0131 kaybetti\u011fi i\u00e7in \u00fcz\u00fclmez. \u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc bilir; yeni filizlere yer a\u00e7man\u0131n yolu, eskileri usulca topra\u011fa b\u0131rakmakt\u0131r. Do\u011fa, eksilerek […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":14014,"featured_media":167543,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_yoast_wpseo_focuskw":"yer a\u00e7","_yoast_wpseo_title":"","_yoast_wpseo_metadesc":"Bir nefesle ba\u015flar insan\u0131n yolculu\u011fu. Sonra zaman, avu\u00e7lar\u0131na e\u015fyalar b\u0131rak\u0131r; unvanlar, tela\u015flar, k\u0131rg\u0131nl\u0131klar, al\u0131\u015fkanl\u0131klar.","_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"footnotes":"","_yoast_wpseo_focuskw_text_input":""},"categories":[11464],"tags":[11729,11752],"yoast_head":"\n