To Be a World Citizen or Not To Be…

I envy our writers who write about their agenda. I guess because of the rapid development of events and my inability to keep up, I tend to connect my own agenda to the general life in my articles. However, in this article, I would like to point on a phenomenon that has been discussed a lot in recent days, and that is not even limited to a certain period of time, but has existed for centuries. That is antisemitism, the biggest obstacle that prevents human beings from becoming people of the world through lack of love, hatred, polarization, violence and monstrosity!

 

I was born in Turkey, grew up in Istanbul until I was 10 years old, lived my youth in Israel until I was 16, then continued my life in Istanbul until I was 47 years old, where since then I have been living in Barcelona… Who am I? As a social identity, I am a woman, Turkish and Jewish by birth.  Later on, I had different social identities such as teacher, educator, mother, mentor, etc. I can add many more to these. But the main identity I would define myself as is a “world citizen.” It is not just because I speak many languages, have traveled or lived in many parts of the world. It is because I think I have the perception, attitude, behavior and way of life of a citizen of the world.

 

What do you think a World citizen looks like? Is s/he a globally recognized and globally known? I think s/he is much more than that… He or she has servant leadership qualities, for example; values other members of society as much as valuing him or herself; values not only her own, but also those with different lives, backgrounds, roots and beliefs; believes that every living being has a perfect place and function in this universe; and if she can support and help them, she would do so voluntarily, passionately, lovingly and compassionately, with the principle of “for the good of the whole”. In short, being a world citizen is about living in a multicultural, multidimensional and integrated way with oneself and society. A true person of the world is someone who is empathetic, who has compassion for themselves and others, who has pure unconditional love for themselves and everyone, who is grateful for what they have and what they don’t have, and who chooses to experience a sense of enrichment by sharing what they have with others.

 

For example, can we say that Kanye West, who has recently attracted attention with his anti-Semitic rhetoric and statements, is a citizen of the world? Yes, we can say that he has a globalized identity, but I think it is not possible for him to be a world citizen because he lacks the discourse and behavior that would appeal to all the people of the world. How can he be, a unifying, inclusive and a loving world citizen, with his words that sow seeds of discord such as hatred, animosity or polarization, while hiding behind his mental health and instability?

 

Hate speech against certain segments of society has existed for centuries. Antisemitism is probably the most widespread. Many societies have emerged and disappeared throughout history, but interestingly, from pogroms to genocides, despite everything that it has gone through, the Jewish community has survived for centuries without disappearing. Could it be that the Jewish community, like a “scapegoat”, represents and reminds us of the brightness, sophistication and immortality of true love and compassion, by attracting hatred and violence in the darkness of lovelessness and inhumanity?

 

A Timeless Note from Mark Twain About the Jewish People, published in the year 1899, evokes this. Although one cannot hear tone of his words, I think it conveys or makes you feel very diverse emotions. I invite you to read the text and sincerely examine the emotions it creates in you:

 

If the statistics are right, the Jews constitute but one percent of the human race. It suggests a nebulous dim puff of star dust lost in the blaze of the Milky Way. Properly the Jew ought hardly to be heard of, but he is heard of, has always been heard of. He is as prominent on the planet as any other people, and his commercial importance is extravagantly out of proportion to the smallness of his bulk. His contributions to the world’s list of great names in literature, science, art, music, finance, medicine, and abstruse learning are also away out of proportion to the weakness of his numbers. He has made a marvelous fight in the world, in all the ages; and has done it with his hands tied behind him. He could be vain of himself, and be excused for it. The Egyptian, the Babylonian, and the Persian rose, filled the planet with sound and splendor, then faded to dream-stuff and passed away; the Greek and the Roman followed, and made a vast noise, and they are gone; other peoples have sprung up and held their torch high for a time, but it burned out, and they sit in twilight now, or have vanished. The Jew saw them all, beat them all, and is now what he always was, exhibiting no decadence, no infirmities of age, no weakening of his parts, no slowing of his energies, no dulling of his alert and aggressive mind. All things are mortal but the Jew; all other forces pass, but he remains. What is the secret of his immortality?” – Mark Twain

 

Which of the following emotions do you think his words convey? Admiration, envy, idolization? Amazement and curiosity? Envy and jealousy? Feeling powerful, mighty, superior and valuable? Empathy, compassion, love and gratitude? Or anger, shame, guilt? Maybe none of them, maybe all of them… One can feel all of them. It is directly related to where we come from, our background, the upbringing we have and the way we view life and people. Moreover, since all of these emotions are natural and human, it is only natural that we feel a few of them. But what is not natural -and even unacceptable, is how we express them, what we use them for, and what kind of actions and behaviors we push ourselves into.

 

For those who wish to explore and better understand these emotions, I recommend the 5-part Atlas of the Heart series on HBO Max by Psychologist and Industrial Psychologist Brené Brown. Emphasizing the role of emotions in our lives and the fact that they drive us, Brown is considered a pioneer in the field of emotions. Her words shared on her social media account in response to Kanye West’s anti-Semitic statements are unifying.

 

I stand with my Jewish friends; I stand with the Jewish community; with love! Antisemitism is the epitome of lovelessness and dehumanization. You cannot love yourself or anyone else when you are in favor of lovelessness. Antisemitism in all its forms is violence. It erodes the elements that bind us as human beings.” – Brené Brown – 25 October 2022

 

In the last sentence… In order to move away from the phenomenon of lovelessness, hatred and violence and to be able to say “Never again!”, I invite all of us to become a world human being rather than a globally known human being and to master that path…

 

Love from Valencia…

October 28th, 2022

Bucket List

Last week, October 11, 2022, I did one of the craziest, the most insane and perhaps the undoable thing in my life. It was something that I had in mind for a long time but had neither courage nor time to do it. I still cannot believe I did it.  Looking back, it feels like a gap between reality and a memory. Difficult to explain… Imagine a nightmare you breathlessly wake up from, hardly able to distinguish whether it’s real! For sure, mine was not a dream! It was real… What was real indeed, were the shifts in emotions, attitudes, and perceptions towards life, rather than the act itself! Just like a breakthrough, it opened a doorway to stretch my limits, reexplore myself and experience a new sense of freedom.

 

You must be saying “Come on…. what is it! What have you done?” The truth, even while typing these lines my heart is pounding loudly. What I did really feels abnormal! So… what I did is… I went up to the blue sky -the sky at which any normal person with their feet on the ground would look up; climbed to 4200 meters high and jumped down! That’s what I did; I skydived from 4200 meters! The crucial part is how I did it, with whom, which tools and with which courage… that is a story of its own! I’ll try to explain…Why? Definitely not to show off! The contrary, to share how I felt and what I added to my life as experience. While putting these into words, I come to realize even more… At this very moment (October 16th, 2022; Sunday 12:47), while typing, I still vividly feel and live those moments… And, what impacted me most was not the jump itself; but all that went in my mind and heart, up until I let myself down that plane… Plus the self-reflections I had later…

 

So… It all happened on a Tuesday morning (October 11th) at a town called Empuriabrava (https://www.skydiveempuriabrava.com/), 1,5 hours’ drive from Barcelona. My husband, daughter and I arrived there, anxious, and unsure about what’s expecting us. After registration we met our instructors with whom each would tandem jump. We put on the equipment, got briefed and headed to the plane. Taking the engine’s hot air onto our faces, we got on board a tiny tube-like propeller plane. We left all our personal stuff at the office. Being always on top of things -in case of emergency- I gave my mom’s number and told the location of our house key to a friend, who randomly had called to ask where we were going that morning… (Reflecting back, I realize the magnitude of the responsibility I put on her shoulders!) Although having made my mind up for the dive, I also texted my ear doctor to ask if there would be any risk from pressure change due to high altitude. By the time the response came, I was on my way up in the sky…

 

Buckled-up, seated side-by-side, facing one another, in that narrow space, all 15 of us were heading upwards into the sky. Opposite me was my instructor Xavier, my husband on his left and the cameraman to record my jump (out of anxiety, my mind seems to have missed processing and recording his name) on his right; at two of my sides were my husband’s instructor and cameraman… Since we were last to jump, we were by the cockpit. We could see all the flight control panels. Nevertheless, I barely saw anything; my eyes were looking; but the mind simply wasn’t processing; all I knew my heart was about to pop out! My daughter, that was to jump first, was sitting at the other end of the plane, by the exit. I could hardly see her face across the 8-10 heads between us. She too was excited! Hers was a different kind; mixed with courage and youthfulness…

 

On our way up, we were chatting about this and that… Everything was getting smaller and smaller, out of the tiny window behind me. I could see lands, clouds, just like the scenery I am accustomed to see from a Turkish Airline flight. But neither I nor my gazing eyes and feeling heart were the same. The instructor next to me showed the altimeter and said, “we are at 1500 meters, we’re heading up to 4200 meters, we still have more to go.” In half shock I asked myself “Gooosh… what the heck am I doing here… what the hell are we doing?” and turned back to him and said, “just remind me not to do this again!” That, in fact, was a message I was telling myself! Later my husband said that my face was as white as a wall!

 

In between all these, suddenly, I gave a pause! I decided to clear myself from these fuzzy emotions and thoughts; by inhaling, taking deep breaths… by letting myself notice the reason me being there… by searching inside myself, cognitively being aware and reflecting to myself. And I realized that this was one of the things I wanted to do -like a Bucket List*- my entire life, and here I was to do it. This was my conscious choice and free will to be there… I was there because I truly wanted to have the experience, despite the enormous fear and anxiety. I was determined and I wanted to enjoy it!!!

 

Finally, the time has come. We, the tandem jumpers, began getting prepared; in a kangaroo-like manner, each got attached to his instructor, straps firmly and safely connected, finally were ready for the jump. Exit door opened and there was my daughter ready to go… I placed a kiss on my palm and blew it towards her. She, catching the kiss with her palm, placed it on her chest -her heart! Doing the same, she too sent me a kiss. Then…. Hoop, she jumped!  There was neither anxiety nor fear, but I felt mere joy and happiness! Through a flashback, I went back 18 years in time; to the day she was born, the moment I had her in my arms; when she was a tiny, naïve, and vulnerable baby… All of a sudden, watching her jump out of the plane felt like rebirth; becoming a grown up mature young woman, who is smart and skillful, knowing herself and being in charge of her life. That was the moment I realized; my daughter grew up!

 

While busy thinking about all these, all solo divers had jumped, and it was our turn… Standing by the exit, facing the -10 degrees freezing cold, I turned to my husband and said “bye…” My cameraman had already jumped and up in the air he was waiting for me! I took a deep breath, looked down and thought “this is it, just enjoy!” Xavier and I made that small leap and began going down in open air at full speed. Like birds… flapping our arms, as if flying or swimming in the air and were whirling round and round for a minute or so… “Shirli, this is real… you are free falling…” (Actually, we were falling down, in full speed!) I thought, “…and you, were about to kill this experience with your fear and anxiety!

 

It was an amazing experience. At the end of that one-minute Xavier pulled the shroud line to open the parachute. Going down in full speed, we instantly began bouncing upwards, and floating up in the air. For another five minutes or so we fluttered down, slowly making our way down, making rounds… Apart from the magnificence of the scenery beneath my feet; conceiving the reality -of me and my white Nikes floating in the air in that scenery, was even more amazing. No words to describe this sensation! I flew like a bird and was about to land. Fear would be inevitable, as this was a totally an unfamiliar experience… But the urge to enjoy the moment and take the best of its marvels just outnumbered the fear. This was, what one may call adrenaline at its peak! When we landed back at the initial point, I felt no fear, anxiety, or excitement. Instead, there were a lot of new revelations, pieces of awareness, and loads of emotions and thoughts…

 

I noted some of my takeaways below…

  • My daughter’s jump somewhat symbolizes the cutting of the umbilical cord once again and signifies as her flying off and living her life on her own. The two critical moments in her life, me giving birth and her jumping down the plane, got united.
  • This was the first time ever in my life, that I chose to trust and handover my life to someone I barely know. I indeed did trust him! Even though I had had many workshops and personal development programs, never have I had a trust test as this one before.
  • Corona and the pandemic had taught us how we cannot have any control over our lives. Personally, I consider myself having had significant progress. For the first time I was able to let go of the control and hand it over to an expert.
  • I realized that holding on to having control does no good! Because, while we are busy with keeping it, we are actually missing out the real experience. Once we learn to let go, we’ll truly let ourselves be able to enjoy life and its marvels. Despite saying “I won’t do this again” before the jump, surprisingly I said, “I’ll do it again!” during the 60-second freefall.
  • Besides the issue of letting go control, I had the chance to experience something incredible with my own choice and will. I am referring to the dreadful sensation of coming face-to-face with death and experiencing fear. Well, I must admit I somewhat met the angel of death twice in my life, where both brought such takeaways that were key in leading my life then after. The first was in 1999, at time of the destructive Gölcük earthquake; in those 47 seconds of earth shaking, I remember promising myself, “Shirli, if you get to survive this nightmare, you shall change what you don’t like and live as you like.” The second incidence was in 2016, on a Turkish Airline flight from New York to Istanbul; we had to make an emergency landing to Halifax because of a technical issue -where soon after we learnt it was a bomb alert. It was then that I said to myself “Shirli, you’re here with your husband and daughter; if this is the end, there’s nothing to do; until today you’ve carried a life fulfilled in a way you wanted, you achieved your goals, on the other hand, there is so much more you want to further accomplish…” and promised myself, “If you survive this craze, you shall not change anything, and will go on living as you’ve been doing.” This skydive was the third experience… Once again, I was facing the fear of death, but with a great distinction, which it was with my own will, deliberately, to explore and stretch my limits. This time I promised myself “Shirli, if you want to enjoy the marvels of life, let go of the control.” So, that’s what I did, and doing!
  • Unsurprisingly, my ear doctor eventually did call and text me, while I was up in the air. Guess what, he said! “Do it! Not even with a single doubt!” He even asked if I had done it and how the experience had been. I responded him with a video recording saying, “it was awesome, amazing, incredible!
  • Frankly, I did not share this outrageous thing I had done with many people. Interestingly, as time goes by, it gets normalized; I perceive it as more normal than abnormal. Almost everyone whom I told reacted with shock, either saying things like “God, what have you done!” or being speechless -who in particular were my parents! Their reflections signified the abnormality; however, all of the takeaways I had at the end and the courage for another jump made it quite normal! Needless to mention the small detail that my instructor Xavier did his 5th jump with me that morning. Now the crazy question is revolving in my mind: What I had done, was it abnormal or quite normal? This question I leave to you!

October 16th, 2022

 

*Bucket List is derived from the expression kicking the bucket that means dying. It was proposed by the scenarist and film director Justin Zackham, in 1999, by adding the word list as reference to realizing one’s dreams before death. In 2007, he directed his film with the same title Bucket List, starring Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman. Perhaps the film and its title has inspired many to realize their dreams before death.

 

Regardless… A True Story!

Have you realized that movies based on true stories are now produced more and more compared to the past years, and they are getting higher demand by the audience? How do I know? Because I prefer this type of movies to fiction ones. It takes one to know one! Why, though? These movies help me go back to the period in which they take place; thanks to their stories, to witness the emotions, experiences, and choices behind those events, to feel as if I have been through all of them, even for just a moment and take lessons out of them. Besides, I use such movies as case studies in my leadership courses, to inspire my students, so that they can make realistic inferences about leadership. “A wise person learns from his mistakes. A wiser one learns from others’ mistakes.” they say.

Last week, I encountered a new movie that may be an impeccable case candidate: Regardless*. Absolutely striking, and just as shocking. I was drained and shaken to the core, while watching this based on true story movie. The reason to it is that it is beyond reality –it is a terrifying story, reminiscent of fiction. I would have said “This story can’t be real!”, if I hadn’t met the protagonist face to face, moments before watching the movie, if hadn’t shaken hands and hadn’t talked to him.  But it is! It is so real that the hero was watching his own story, in that very room, with me and all the invited audience, just three seats away. Within the one hour fifty-six minute movie, for split-seconds my mind and emotions strayed away to the fact that the protagonist was there, with us. Just imagine… Imagine that he, who confirms the reality of the incredible things he’s gone through, is there sitting right beside you and watching it! It’s hard not to be impressed when you look at this beautiful person who has managed to remain “human” with his innocent face, tender heart, and kindness despite all evils! For this reason, the incredible story of İlhan Doğan, who in spite of everything succeeded in being the leader of his life, deeply affected me.

 

Consul General of Marseille Arda Ulutaş (on the right), my husband and I.

 

When we left the theatre, I wasn’t the person I was before the movie! I, who deliver trainings to people about regulating emotions, was completely out of control. I couldn’t manage my emotions, I was in tears and my body shaking, in shock with the thought: “What kind of a life story is this?” I got dragged to this state of emotions after İlhan Doğan’s speech he made, at the end of the movie. Hearing his words, the exact same lines of the leading actor in the movie, brought me back to the bitter “truth” and “reality” of what İlhan had experienced.

 

The movie hasn’t been released yet. I had the honor of watching it at a  special premiere, nominated for the Cannes Film Festival, along with a small and distinguised audience. Being there was an honor. A small detail;  this movie -Regardless, though been stuck in the pandemic period for two years and having waited to be released, is not a foreign production; but is a Turkish production, presenting the life of İlhan Doğan, a famous leader of the Network Marketing industry. Directed by Erdal Murat Aktaş, with its cast (such as Erkan Petekkaya, Sinan Akdeniz, Barbara Sotelsek, Nihan Büyükağaç, Rıza Akın, Kaan Kaiser), it is a remarkable production. It will be launched in seven languages (Turkish, German, English, French, Spanish, Russian and Arabic), at different parts of the world… Coming soon…

No spoilers… But… It tells the heroic story of a man, born in Germany, got uprooted by going to Adana, then back to Germany; a traumatic childhood and youth, while despite all succeeds in overcoming difficulties one after another, and reaches positions anyone would be envious of. It is a must-watch movie! Why? With all its pure truth, İlhan’s story is an inspiration for hope… A powerful lesson… A vivid example that heroes can and do exist, not only in novels, but in real life too… And, has the message that there is always an option to choose and become a good person, regardless of everything.

 

 

Endless thanks to everyone who contributed –to especially dear Murat Aktaş.

Lots of love from Barcelona…

 

* Regardless – Her Şeye Rağmen

https://www.haberturk.com/marsilya-baskonsolosu-film-ekibini-kutladi-3449214

 

 

Don’t fight! Love!

We have come to the end of the line again!

History is repeating itself…

The same game, the same pain, the same losses… continue.

Going through the same ordeal over and over again, suffering, agonizing…

Until when?

Until we learn our lesson!

 

We have learned to fly like birds and swim like fish, but we have not learned to live as brothers and sisters.”

– Martin Luther King.

 

How many more centuries must pass in this lifetime?

How long must we live the same history?

Will we manage to live as brothers and sisters?

When will that be?

 

When we learn to love!

When we love nature and all living things!

When we recognize true and pure love!

When we unconditionally and sincerely love!

When we love not only those we love, but also those we get annoyed from and those we cannot tolerate!

When we love even those we see as rivals or enemies!

When we love others not with a “but”, not “despite everything”, but “with everything”!

When we believe in the unifying, healing and integrating effect of love!

When we believe that love can solve even the biggest conflicts!

When we start sharing love instead of keeping it to ourselves and create an abundance of love!

Then will we be able to live as brothers and sisters…

 

One only knows what war is when it is over.”

– Henry Noel Brailsford

 

 

If war didn’t come to an end on earth for centuries, it means we still haven’t understood what it is.

 

Instead of understanding war, let’s understand love!

 

Love from Barcelona…

March 9, 2022

The Last Duel

Last weekend, I watched Ridley Scott’s (2021) movie The Last Duel, which is about the true story set in 1386. The film is based on Eric Jager’s (2006) book The Last Duel: The True Story of Crime, Scandal, and Trial by Combat in Medieval France. The story is about the trial by duel between two formerly close friends, the warrior knights (de Carrouges and le Gris). Le Gris is on trial for raping de Carrouges’ wife. According to the court decision, one will die at the end of the duel and the survivor will have done God’s will, that is, justice. If Le Gris survives, he will be acquitted, and de Carrouges’ wife will be burned at the stake as punishment. I won’t give any spoilers… But I can say it’s a must-watch movie that is terrifying to the bone! I couldn’t get over it for a long time. It made me question the progress, change and transformation societies have gone through since the Middle Ages. Although we have experienced tremendous modernisation in science, technology, health, management, and social aspects, I cannot say that we have made much progress in some respects, especially in women’s rights and the status of women in society. As for the reason, I shall explain…

 

Think about the 21st Century, in the relatively developed societies… Consider the status of women, their role and the opportunities they can have, or things they can do today… think about it! Surely, although women have won great rights since the history – and they have suffered and struggled much to win those rights, unfortunately, their place in society has not reached an equal position with men! One does not need a guide to a village that’s already within sight! It’s crystal clear that we haven’t made much progress in achieving the deserved level for women’s rights; considering that we still celebrate International Working Women’s Day (8th March); that there are opposing ideas against feminism movements; that various NGOs and think-tanks carry out activities advocating for equality of women side-by-side men; that concepts such as “equal pay for equal work” or “glass ceiling syndrome” regarding women employees are still matters of discussion; and that the sexist behaviour and gender-biased policies, like from the wages of women to promotions, continue in the workplace!

 

Upon leaving the cinema, I questioned the status of women in the society since 1386 until today! I thought about the experiences of a young married woman who was raped, the way she defended herself and the ‘judgmental’ looks of others in the face of this incident; I questioned the role of women as mother and wife; I thought about the socially constructed role attributed to a woman, as if she were a property that should be protected, or even that belonged to the man; and, I thought about how men’s perception of masculinity was structured and shaped. Centuries passed, but the status of women and men in society hasn’t changed much, I said to myself!

 

Later, I examined the reflection of this sociocultural phenomenon on the languages ​​I speak. For example, in modern Turkish, couples call each other as their ‘partner’ or my equal, signifying as my other half; however, it is interesting that in some European languages ​​with a feminine-masculine distinction, men call their wives my wife (English), ma femme (French), mi mujer (Spanish), ishti (Hebrew) with possessive and dominating words meaning ‘my woman’. A woman says baali (Hebrew) meaning my owner, mi marido (Spanish) meaning my man, mon marie (French), and my husband (English) meaning ruler of the house in Old Norse. Meanwhile, before the word “partner” was coined, even still today, spouses address each other by kocam and karım. It is claimed that the origin of the word karım (my wife in Turkish) comes from the word ‘snow’ (kar in Turkish) that covers the mountain; and kocam (my husband in Turkish) comes from the word ‘great’ (koca in Turkish). That is, every time a woman calls her husband, she emphasises his wisdom and majesty, just like a mountain; the man, on the other hand, expresses that he sees his wife as the person who surrounds and covers him in his life. How nice, isn’t it!

 

When I look at the society’s positioning of women alongside men, I must say that modern Turkish language, which is not sexist, and Turkish culture in essence, is more contemporary and egalitarian compared to others. For example, while Turkish women were given the right to vote and be elected in 1934, the same rights were given in Switzerland in 1971, in Israel, along with its establishment, in 1948, in Spain in 1933 (where after Franco’s regime in 1977). (You can check the list of countries at https://stacker.com/world/when-women-got-right-vote-50-countries. We owe the modernity and equality that Turkish women have today to Atatürk. However, he did not live long enough to make his vision and actions sustainable; and today, women’s equality with men is still being discussed, and efforts are made to break the bigoted perception and mentality.

 

Considering this, the works of the Turkish based NGO Yanındayız and the movement for equality between women and men, initiated by their #kadınerkekeşittirnokta Conference (meaning ‘women and men are equal, full stop’ in Turkish), are noteworthy. It is an innovative movement in a way that it includes a wide range of supporters within the society, adopts an egalitarian approach among women and men, and addresses the difficulties also experienced by men in society, that is not based on positive discrimination against women. What is striking is that it examines the male perception of masculinity and the right to dominate over women, as a result of social learning, and the psycho-social source of this; it is a movement that aims to raise awareness on this issue and transform mindsets. Perhaps this is one of the most pioneering movements I have followed so far.

 

Years ago, I heard a phrase at a women’s conference: “men talk, women do”. It is a process where men must also be involved apart from the active role that women played in establishing equality. This process is not a duel between a man and a woman, it is a collaboration. Because it has a characteristic that will directly concern, influence, and ultimately liberate men. I would like to end this article with the words of a feminist sociologist and writer Pınar Selek, whose words I quoted from the conference I mentioned: “Men whose egos are constantly inflated, who are identified with the myths of the sovereign, and who are applauded as they approach these myths, are constantly castrated on the wheels of sovereignty. Because while their capacity for violence is constantly being nurtured, they stumble in real life. In other words, their truths are crushed and fragmented. In other words, masculinity learned by crawling becomes a process in which the promise of power and impotence are experienced together.”

 

I am hereby sharing the Youtube link for those who are interested in watching the conference. Just to note that it is in Turkish!

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwzPSh1yICc)

 

With love.

November 17th, 2021

 

Translation from Turkish: Handegül Demirhan

An Unbearable Lightness of Turning 50

I’m writing these lines at my dinner table in my home in Barcelona, where I spent about 80 days in quarantine. And probably, you’ll be reading these lines while I’ll be flying from Barcelona to Istanbul, on 1 July 2020, provided that everything goes well…

 

Today is 24 June 2020… Wednesday… Exactly 50 years ago today, at 7:32 p.m., I opened my eyes to the world, took my first breath, probably not crying, and started to cry once the doctor slapped my bottom, unconsciously and instinctively experienced my first moments. It’s weird but true… 50!

 

50, an interesting number… Both numerically and being 50 is interesting… Why? Let me put it this way… Biologically, yes, I’m 50 years old. But how old do I feel, how old do I look? I don’t feel nor look 50. Sometimes I feel in my 20s, sometimes in my 30s, and sometimes in my 40s… I probably don’t feel 50, because I got to know my 20s-30s-40s and haven’t yet experienced the 50s… Well, what does it mean to feel 50 years old anyway?! It’s “God’s gift” that I don’t look 50… In fact, it would be more accurate to say that it’s the gift of my dear father’s genes. Even though he is in his early 80s, he looks like he is in his 70s. Well, only up until 10 years ago, he had a trace amount of white hair, which should be valid indicator. No? After all, it’s true that I look like I’m in my 40s. With a little playfulness, high energy, and slim body, I may naturally look as in my 40s.

 

Now, I’m coming to the real funny perspective… To the unbearable lightness of being 50… Lightness not from weight, appearance or feeling… But in terms of awareness and consciousness.  When I analyse my age in that perspective, quite a different picture emerges. 5-6 years ago, I discovered the importance of having a lifestyle with awareness, mindfulness, consciousness, and attention; I then adapted these philosophies into my life and advocated myself to live by them at every opportunity. I now see myself as someone living with awareness and making the best of every moment of life; that is outstandingly liberating, peaceful and pleasing… I look at the years I have lived freely, peacefully, happily, with absolute awareness and auto-control… Honestly, from the awareness perspective, I’d say I am somewhat around 20 years old… In other words, I can say that for the last 20 years at most, I’ve been living my life to the fullest. I refer to the 20 years I spent being sure of my choices, decisions, desires, and passions, and choosing to live life for myself… All in all, 20 years!

 

Why so? Well… I barely remember the first 10 years of my life. I can say that I have a notion based on what was passed down to me in parts… I seem to have erased that part of my memory… It was exactly 40 years ago today -June 24th 1980, the day we moved to Israel, at the age of 10. So, a decade is gone! Ha-ha…  Considering a teenager’s complicated life, until my 20s, life was difficult to understand, I spent my time with discovery, allocated excessive effort and struggle to find my path, which was totally without awareness and consciousness, but with complete dominance of hormones… So, I would say I lived my life only 50% fully… In my 20s, still in search of exploration side-by-side letting go the craze and madness, I somewhat was under the pressure of social norms and requirements; hence these were not easy years either…

 

As a result, in terms of awareness, I admit that I did not fully enjoy and live my twenties… That leaves me with the last 20 years, starting from my early 30s… Here, the last 20 years were the years of my life! Even though I didn’t meet the concept just yet, in practice I adapted conscious awareness into my life, as a philosophy of life. I lived life to the fullest; choosing for myself, whatever was right in my own way, and of course, minding the good for the whole… Till today, to this very moment of typing these lines, I’ve been living my life with all that it brings; in every way one may imagine… Sometimes with pleasure, sometimes with pain, and with its ups and downs…. For sure, freely, peacefully, and happily… There are so many resources that allow me to do so… First, is me! Second is the amazing people whom I am surrounded with! These are the people who love me for who I am, who accept me as I am, and who care about me no matter what. Just as the way I love myself for who I am, the way I accept myself as I am, and value myself for my worth.

 

Besides living with awareness, looking back at all that I’ve done in the past 10 years, the incidents I’ve gone through, the challenges I’ve overcome, I’d say that I had real breakthroughs… If I had kept a diary narrating the past 10 years, there’d have been a lot of to tell… In very short, I managed to incapsulate so much into these 10 years: I started my PhD at the age of 41, six years later I got my doctorate degree; at the age of 47 I moved to Barcelona, opening a completely new chapter by starting off in a new country, learning new language and working in a totally foreign culture. As if that wasn’t enough, I then took further steps to settle down by moving out of my house in Istanbul and into a different one in Barcelona… All these had passed (like the wind) within the last 10 special years of my life… I would say that these special years coronated me, in the sense that they rewarded and empowered me with its challenges and achievements. Furthermore, this past year, throughout its 365 days, starting on June 24th, 2019, with another tough challenge of moving, has taken me to journey of a rebirth, to an awakening and to a great emotional and spiritual transformation. I must admit that, with its deep experiences, to which I named as “The Big Bang of My Little Life”, together with the quarantine period of the Covid-19, this past year has been extraordinarily moving. For that reason, I feel as if I’ve been (spiritually) coronated. In short, the last three years of the past 10 years, especially this very last one, have been special!

 

So, how old am I? Biologically I am 50… I look 40… I feel like I’m in my 30s… and in the sense of conscious awareness I’m 20 years old… What’s more, I’m 10 years old in making a difference in my life… Let’s see what life is to bring in the next 10, 20, 30 years… I know for a fact that it’s going to be spectacular… Maybe like Benjamin Button’s story, I’ll reach to a state of being that gets more and more refined as I get older, where I’ll be whole… Perhaps narrating them all and making them permanent may be another ravishing journey… Why not! I’ll keep writing….

 

Shirli from Barcelona

July 1, 2020

 

A Pressure Cooker’s Effect

The past three or four months have had different meanings for everyone living on earth; it has served different purposes; and everyone has experienced this phase differently, generating various messages to oneself. On one hand, it was a worrisome period, and on the other hand, full of valuable gains… At the same time, we can say that everything has developed quite rapidly, that the events have matured, the change has taken place beyond the speed we are used to, and that we have adapted quickly. What happened between February and May 2020 will be on the history pages enormously (web pages will be more appropriate); it will be subject to novels, poems, songs, cinemas and theaters…

 

So, what has happened in these four months? What do you see when you look back? What has changed in your life; what has remained the same? What new habits have you gained? I say “you have gained” on purpose, because each new habit we get to is essentially an acquisition, whether it is forced or conscious. Like everyone else, I observe a tremendous change and transformation in myself and in the world… It seems like the new world order will be very different from the old one… Rather than what awaits us, I would like to draw your attention to how this transformation is taking place… I call this process “Pressure Cooker Effect”.

 

If you’re questioning why it’s a pressure cooker effect, I’d like to invite you on a journey… Imagine yourself as a chickpea… Small, hard, and sturdy… In your mother’s kitchen, in a warm jar, you live in peace with your siblings… One day, your mother takes by handfuls of you and your siblings out of your jar and puts in a bowl with full of water… You sleep blissfully in the warm water, unaware of the time, and at the same time you swell, soften, and find peace… You’re peeling with the effect of this sauna bath, so to speak… You are rejuvenating… After 10-12 hours, you find yourself in a pot, hot as burning fire, where you swell up and up till you get a soft consistency… In about 14 hours, your mother transforms you from a rock-hard chickpea into a nutritional source which you can’t get enough of enjoying the taste of…

 

What happened to the chickpea is the same change and transformation that most of us experience in our lives, unless it’s a sudden event… As we age slowly, our ideas, habits, pleasures in life, or ways of doing our hoursehold chores change at relative speed along with the flow of life… In fact, it would be more appropriate to say “was changing” … Until Covid-19 came into our lives!

 

What happened with Covid-19? With the pressure cooker effect, everything accelerated… The 14-hour duration was reduced to 1 hour; the chickpea quickly adapted to the environment under pressure, swollen, crusted and peeled, and came to the consistency of consuming. None of them could put up resistance against the pressure, otherwise it would explode! We and the world order, just like that little chickpea, have overcome the period of 2-3 years of change-transformation within four months… we have been shelled and softened by the circumstances… we have experienced a process to pass slowly rather fast forward… all of us, one by one, have been keeping up with it and its speed… In sum, whether we wanted it or not, we have transformed with the changes brought by the moment, without resistance…

 

On the way out of my pressure cooker, I have my own implications… “Change is the only constant in life” says Heraclitus. Transformation is inevitable where there is change! We also know that the “future” will come one day… But this time, with Covid-19, the “future” has come much faster, unexpectedly and surprisingly… Analysing the process that happens to us with the effect of pressure cooker, it is not the effect of the pressure cooker on itself but on us that matters… So, we need to focus on the experience of the chickpeas… looking at their structure, their experiences, their emotions, their insecurities, their fears, the elements they find warmth and peace… and perhaps we should look at the new environment they will encounter when they come out of their contaniners. As for me, only such point of view will support the change and transformation we are going through… ease the process… and make the journey pleasant to us though it seems the opposite… It will make all kinds of beauty brought by the path more vibrant, more accessible and more meaningful.

Have a pleasant journey…

 

Dr. Shirli Ender Büyükbay

June 17, 2020

 

The Hidden Meaning in Our Garden

From time to time, we think our life is on a knife edge. We have experienced very vividly in the last three months that anything can happen at any moment. However, despite all the chaos, our life hangs not on by a thread but on two magical elements: “positive social relationships” and “sense of meaning and purpose in life.” According to 75 years of happiness research at Harvard University, the strong social relationships we have and conduct render us healthy and happy. On the other hand, according to the meaning and purpose researches having been conducted for 60 years, it has been revealed that those with meaning and purpose are much more resilient, able to cope with difficulties, adapt to difficult conditions and survive. The interesting part is that the sense of meaning and purpose emerges in difficult situations; and it serves to survive by protection… The common point of the survivors of the Holocaust in the Second World War is that they, undoubtedly, found meaning and purpose to exist despite their circumstances.

 

When I look at the situations, we have been through for the last three months, compared to previous periods, we are being tested, so to speak, in terms of social relations, meaning and purpose… Each of us has made progress in his way. Despite the social distance, we have developed our social ties; despite the distance, we have created much closer and deeper relationships than ever before… In the face of the situation we are in, we have diversified our attitudes and behaviors to the extent of the current difficulties and our abilities… Besides being obsessed, anxious, or biased towards events and facts, we have trained ourselves to look at things objectively… Many of us have been immersed in new habits, pursuits, or trials; we have begun to acquire new meanings and purposes… We increased our resilience skills by adapting to uncertain and temporal conditions… By means of all this, I believe we can come out of the Covid-19 wave as healthy and peaceful as possible… In fact, we are ready for the aforementioned second wave –which I hope not, physically, mentally and psychologically in a more balanced and robust state.

 

So we did all that, was it easy? Of course not! We have made a great effort… It’s not easy to have meaning and purpose in life, to find it, or to obtain it, especially when you’re going through such difficult time, but as we can see, it’s possible… Based on the story of a young man seeking the meaning of life, let me tell you how it is made possible… The story takes place in Paulo Coelho’s book The Alchemist

 

One fine day, a young man who seeks the meaning of life goes to the elder sage of the village and asks about meaning of life. The sage begins with saying, “I’ll give you the answer, but first you have to take this test”; then hands him over a spoonful of olive oil and instructs him, “go out now, tour around the garden, and come back here… but… be careful; the olive oil on the spoon should not lessen!”

 

The young man does what the wise man says; soon he comes back with a smile of success… not even a drop of the oil was lacking! The sage says, “bravo, my son, there is no shortage” and, “what did you see in the garden?” he asks. The young man just says, “I didn’t look anywhere but the spoon!” The wise man sends him again to walk around the garden, to examine the garden; with the same spoon… Soon, the young man returns to the sage fascinated and describes the beauties he had seen in the garden… Nevertheless, there is no oil left in the spoon… The wise man smiles and says, “The meaning of life is hidden in your gaze. Life becomes meaningful with your look…” If you focus on just one point, your life goes by and you don’t even realize it… Yet what a waste it is… not to see all the beauty that you could ever see while you’re living in it! What gives meaning to life is to see what is around you, to make the best of its beauties, and to get the wealth of life from it, even when you’re focused on the goal…”

 

So how do we do it? You might be wondering; how you can manage to see what’s happening in your garden while at the same time being focused on your objectives… Well, it is by training your mind… Occasionally, by following these small steps: (1) pausing for a moment; (2) drawing your attention from the work you are doing; (3) closing your eyes, taking a breath; (4) opening your eyes again and looking around with curiosity… (5) remembering once again where you are, what you are doing, and why you are doing what you’re doing… and perhaps (6) looking for new answers to your “why”… Whatever you need, whether refreshing the available or looking for a new meaning and purpose, everything you look at and see with a new eye will give you clues to the meaning and purpose of your life, that is “raison d’étre” -your reason to live!

 

Those who have a reason to live, can bear almost any “how”, says Nietzsche. When we find the why in life, we can easily construct the how. In spite of the inevitable suffering, Viktor Frankl says that we can capture happiness by making our lives meaningful… He says that obtaining meaning and purpose are not as far away and as inaccessible as one might think; on the contrary, there are different ways to make life meaningful; and that we can create meaning by (1) creating a work or doing a job; (2) having an experience or interacting with someone; or (3) recultivating an attitude to inevitable pain…

 

In short, although our meaning and purpose seem to be in the olive oil in our spoons, as we continue our lives focused on the goal in this period of revival and return to life, they are essentially hidden in our garden… Hidden in what we go through as we move towards our objectives, hidden in what we experience… and hidden in the attitudes we develop in the face of phenomenon…

 

Dr. Shirli Ender Büyükbay

June 3, 2020

 

 

 

Time to Set Sail for New Experiences

In the past two months, we have experienced the change and transformation that we could experience in two years; and perhaps we have learnt lessons that otherwise we couldn’t have in a lifetime. Our lives, our habits, and our perspective on life have changed from head to toe. Up until the first weeks of 2020, as if we were living in absolute certainty, we were living for the long term with every step planned, our agenda programmed, our travels determined by day-time, all necessary arrangements such as ticketing and reservation completed. Suddenly, an invisible microscopic organism has displaced our order; everything we know to be true has changed; with new achievements, we are moving towards a new order…

 

What have we learnt over the course of that period; what have we started to see differently; what have we seen that we couldn’t have earlier even though it existed; and what have we started to ignore? Like selectivity in perception; though the phenomena are right under our noses, when they are outside our field of interest, they remain outside our field of attention, and we do not see them. However, we see what we look at.

 

What did I notice within that period?

  • As it turns out, self-care habits are as important as basic needs, and care services are as vital as food suppliers. In all countries that entered into the normalization process, hairdressers and barbers were the first ones to start operating; then other small businesses, shops, cafes started to serve.
  • With effective and empathetic communication, we have developed our mutual respect and love skills. Despite social distancing over the past two months, social ties have become even stronger. As family members spent more time together, the depth and quality of sharing has increased. We have gained new habits such as playing games, watching movies, and chatting together. The concept of allocating time and space to oneself has changed shape, and we have learnt to create space within the same space.
  • Once again, we recalled what really mattered in our lives. Because life took place at home instead of the street, we sought peace, happiness, success, and power, not outside, but within; and we found them! While previously we called our parents once a week, we called them every day; we had long conversations and included them in our lives in the flow of the day.
  • A cook was born from almost every household (at least)… Breads, pizzas, dumplings, stews, wraps, kebabs, shrimp tempuras, Ramadan flatbreads, bagels were tried, made, eaten; photos were spread on social media; one ate, and the other made!
  • Our spiritual presence and awareness have increased. The concepts of collective consciousness, unity and solidarity have gained prominence. We have finally begun to see that the greatest force that exists in the universe is love and acknowledged the value it deserves. The attitude and behaviour of one for all and all for “one” has become widespread.
  • We realized that although we thought we had dominance over it, life had its own rules and we didn’t have that much control. One microscopic particle rubbed our noses that, the humankind is not that “big” after all, and there is a power greater than ourselves, and that we must align rather than defy.

 

In retrospect, we’ve become prisoners of our habits… Instead of sailing to new horizons, we chose to stay in our familiar safe bay; we continued to do, to eat, and to talk the same things. We lived in a vicious circle around the same thoughts, the same feelings, and the same experiences. We couldn’t have the courage to let go of control because of the fear that “never…” will happen to us, just like our fears did. But… the familiar life they called “old normal” is now left far behind… Life pushes us out of the bay despite the fears, the nevers, and the buts… It’s time to untie the ropes and set sail with the wind.

 

This period of quarantine, like the time a caterpillar spent in its cocoon to regenerate itself until it was born a butterfly, was a period of transition for all of us… Now it’s time to get out of our cocoon; take wing, and sail on to new experiences and what the “new normal” will bring to us… without knowing what awaits us… Uh-ohh…. the fear has spread, right? Fear of the unknown! But don’t worry… our skills and wisdom to deal with it are within us, they are with us. Paulo Coelho, in his book Zahir, puts it perfectly: “All you have to do is pay attention; lessons always come when you’re ready; and if you can read the signs, you’ll get all the information you need to take the next step.”

 

Right along with the spring and summer as nature awakens again, we too are sailing for new experiences these days… learning to live in new waters… with new waves! But what about the “new normal”? Just the way we want it to be, our new habits will follow. It will get on by adapting to the incoming conditions. It will be by shifting away from rigid, “never” -style reactions to flexible, “why not” -style thoughts. Without ignoring the emotions of fear, anxiety, worry– on the contrary, by embracing them, and by taking curiosity, self-confidence, self-compassion, and self-love as friends with us. In all circumstances, it will be by remembering that the new waters are more vibrant, more efficient, and more alive than the old static ones… And by embracing life with “whatever comes, welcome, I’m here, I’m ready, I’m in!”, we will welcome the new normal freely with open arms. As the father of mindfulness John Kabat-Zinn said, “You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn how to surf them.

 

Dr. Shirli Ender Büyükbay

20 May 2020

 

We Place Our Energy Where We Place Our Attention!

Scientific research suggests that the main factors causing stress are uncertainty, lack of knowledge and loss of control. Undoubtedly, we have experienced one or both of these factors at the same time in our daily lives. However, we are experiencing it three-in-one, for the longest time and perhaps for the first time ever, altogether. We are largely wrapped in feelings of stress, anxiety, worry and fear. What’s interesting is that in dealing with these emotions, we use our cognitive mechanisms – that is our systems of thought, in an effort to make sense of the events and make decisions. Although we can soothe our emotions for a short time, with each introduction of new information into the equation, we once again dive into a search of balance…

 

In short, we send the helve after the hatchet! Why? Because our minds push us to attribute meaning to things and remove us away from uncertainty. Rolling in uncertainty is so uncomfortable that we are holding on to a branch by decision… without knowing the strength of the branch nor the extent of it, so to speak. Constructing possible outcomes based on assumptions is to the extent of our imagination. However, life is full of unlimited possibilities… A pretty old story pictures it very well… It’s called “Don’t Make a Rash Decision.” Rumour has it that it belongs to the Chinese philosopher Lao Tzu. The main message is “Don’t make a rash decision! Avoid looking at a small fraction of life and make a decision about all of it…

 

The story is basically as follows… There was an old man in a village… who was very poor, but had a legendary white horse and only one son. The king offered a great fortune in exchange for his horse, but the old man always said, “this horse is not a horse for me, but a friend; would a man sell his friend?“. They woke up one morning and there was no horse. The villagers said, “You old geezer, it was obvious that they would not leave this horse to you; you did not sell it to the king, and now you have neither money nor horse…“. The old man said “You’re in a hurry to make a decision; all we know is that the horse is missing; beyond that, it’s your interpretation and your decision. We don’t know yet, if its disappearance is luck or misfortune, because this is just the beginning…

 

Fifteen days later, the white horse returned along with 12 wild horses. The people of the village came to the old man and told him how right he was, that it was not unfortunate that his horse disappeared, but rather a windfall. The old man said, “You are rushing to conclusions, again; all we know is that my horse is back; we do not yet know what will come out of it…

 

A week later, while training the horses, the old man’s son fell, broke his leg, and the villagers came to the old man saying “poor fellow, so unfortunate, you were poor, but now you will be even poorer.” The old man told the villagers that they were rushing to decide again; but the folks called him “senile” and made fun of him. Soon after, the war broke out, all the young men got drafted, except the old man’s son. The villagers gathered around the old man and claimed how right he was, that his son breaking his leg was not a misfortune, but a luck. Again, the old man said, “you keep making decisions too soon; but no one knows what happens next… The only fact is that my son is with me, yours are in the army… Only time and events will show which is luck and which is not…”.

 

The story kept going on in the village; maybe the old man followed the peasants and started making early decisions; maybe the peasants stopped making hasty decisions… Who knows? What I do know for sure, is that when we make hasty decisions, our fiction is also limited to the depth of our imagination; and it is directly related to our experiences and the ideas we pass through our minds. Yet, things that might happen to us are unlimited; there are events which we call miracles… Although we cannot see the whole picture from our positioning, they come as parts of the whole; they serve to create a perfection by completing one another.

 

Here, the nitty gritty is that when we are in uncertainty, we are curious and impatient to understand the events that occur in pieces; we want to know what they will bring and their results; favourable or unfavourable, fortunate or unfortunate, good or bad. What we do in the absence of knowledge is that we fill the gap ourselves within the limits of our imagination… For the most part, we tend to complete this process with the first scenario that comes to mind, not leaving the door open to another possibility… I wonder, if we were one of the villagers, would we have constructed a scenario such as “wow… how wonderful that your precious horse is gone, maybe it will bring 12 wild horses along…?” Well, I don’t think so!

 

This story is, of course, a fiction… However, when we look at it like a film strip, you can be sure that it is full of exemplary events that we may reflect to our lives… Despite the great misfortune and the pain they cause, we know that most events subsequently produce invaluable takeaways! Lao Tzu therefore says that we must not make hasty decisions; “…decision is the stopping of the mind; when we decide, the mind stops thinking, therefore, developing. Nevertheless, the mind always forces us to decide; for it is dangerous to be in a state of development, and it makes us restless. However, the journey never ends; as one road ends, a new one begins; as one door closes, another opens…”

 

In summary, especially nowadays, when we live together with the three stressors, we should avoid giving too much meaning and judgment to events for we are clueless about what the future holds, we should handle each event individually with care, and give ourselves the opportunity of not making hasty decisions… We should observe with curiosity and allow miracles to happen. If we still have to decide, we should slow down and extend the decision-making process as much as possible. Because we give our energy to what we pay attention to!

 

Shirli from Barcelona

April 25, 2020

 

You can access the original story at http://www.siirparki.com/haftoy5.html or listen to the story with Judith Liberman’s fabulous narrative. https://www.instagram.com/tv/B_UIRPrqwQB/?igshid=9s2w1kplg8ou