"So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one would ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal"
"You walked, by chance, into a life I wasn't proud of, and from that day something started to change. I have breathed better, I have hated less, I have freely admired what was meant to be.
Before you, without you, I adored nothing.
With you, I have accepted more things, I have learned to live. That's probably why I've always mixed my love with so much gratitude."
// Albert Camus to Maria Casarés Correshandence
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The New York Times gazetesinin Modern Aşk adlı bir köşesi var ve içerisinde Küçük Aşk Hikayeleri adı altında yayımlanan ve okurlar tarafından gönderilen kısa yazılardan oluşan bir seri var. Yazılardan biri dikkatimi çektiği için paylaşmak istedim. Başlığı: A BOOKMARK NEAR THE END (“Sona Yakın Bir Ayraç” gibi bir anlama geliyor.)
Hikayenin çevirisini ise şu şekilde yaptım: “O, tarihi sever. John Quincy Adams hakkında bir biyografi yazmak istiyordu. Ben ise, utanç verici bir şekilde, John Quincy Adams hakkında neredeyse hiçbir şey bilmiyordum, bu yüzden internete girip onun hakkında bulabildiğim bütün biyografileri satın aldım. Bir gün beni aradı ve (bu ilişkiyi) uzun vadede yürütemeyeceğimizi söyledi. Beni sevdiğini fakat ilgi alanlarımızın farklı olduğunu söyledi. “Senin için aşk ne demek?” diye sordum. “Bu imkansız bir soru,” diye yanıtladı. Ben ise aşkı oldukça basit buluyorum. Aşk, komodinimin üzerindeki, sonuna yakın bir yere ayraç yerleştirilmiş olan biyografi yığınıdır.”
(He loves history. He wanted to write a biography of John Quincy Adams. I, shamefully, knew almost nothing about John Quincy Adams, so I went online and bought every biography of him I could find. One day, he called me, claiming that we wouldn’t work out long term. He said he loved me but that we had different interests. “What does love mean to you?” I said. “That’s an impossible question,” he replied. I, however, find love to be quite simple. Love is the stack of biographies on my nightstand with a bookmark near the end.)
Bakmak isteyenler için yazarın adı Julia Nicole Camp.
The stories of "The Lost Flowers" are of women whose lives and histories have been erased, mainly by men. Men who will never be made accountable for what they have done. Because they are our sons, they are our brothers, our fathers, our lovers, our heroes. To speak out against them, people who we love, that we trust, who live in our homes, who should be there to protect us, to tell those stories and be heard, believed, it is so hard" - June Hart
Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving there is what you’re destined for.
But don’t hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you’re old by the time you reach the island,
wealthy with all you’ve gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to make you rich.
As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth.
Today, I know, this is "AUTHENTICITY".
As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody as I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this person was me.
Today I call it "RESPECT".
As I began to love myself I stopped craving for a different life, and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow.
Today I call it "Maturity".
As I began to love myself I understood that at any circumstance,I am in the right place at the right time,
and everything happens at the exactly right moment.
So I could be calm.
Today I call it "SELF-CONFIDENCE".
As I began to love myself I quit steeling my own time, and I stopped designing huge projects for the future.
Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness,
things I love to do and that make my heart cheer,
and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm.
Today I call it "SIMPLICITY".
As I began to love myself I freed myself of anything
that is no good for my health - food, people, things, situations, and everything the drew me down and away from myself.
At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism.
Today I know it is "LOVE OF ONESELF".
As I began to love myself I quit trying to always be right, and ever since I was wrong less of the time.
Today I discovered that is "MODESTY".
As I began to love myself I refused to go on living in the past and worry about the future.
Now, I only live for the moment, where EVERYTHING is happening.
Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it "FULFILLMENT".
As I began to love myself I recognized that my mind can disturb me and
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