tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189297242008-03-11T19:16:23.252+01:00G ü l ü m s e y e nadikanoreply@blogger.comBlogger88125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1149866958834071512006-06-09T16:51:00.000+02:002006-06-09T17:32:17.770+02:00az ég felé<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Hepimizin sevgiye, mutluluğa ihtiyacı var. Şurda burda, tüm enerjimizi vererek kalbimizi avutmaya çalışıyoruz. O, uzun zaman önce kaybettiği sevginin peşinde, öyleki, ne olduğunu bilemiyoruz. Denize, güzelliğe bakıyoruz, gözlerimizi kapayarak dalgaları dinliyoruz, yapışık rüzgarı yüzümüzde hissediyoruz, ayın kokusunu ve tuzun tadını alıyoruz. Her his ve ilişkide, sevgiyi arıyoruz.<br /><br />Tatlı ve esir edici sevginin her adımında arkamızdan yumuşak bir ses fısıldıyor,<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dikkat et</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">kalbinin aşkı</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">göğün üstünde yaşar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">maviye dal</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yüksel ve yüksel</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/1600/sky_024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/320/sky_024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />We all need love, happiness. Here and there, we reach out with all our energy, trying to console our heart. She seeks the love she has lost, so long lost that we can not know what it was. We gaze at the sea, beauty, we listen to waves closing our eyes, feel the sticky wind on our face, smell of the moon and taste of salt. In every feeling and relation, we are seeking love.<br /><br />In each step of sweet capturing love, a soft voice whispers from behind,<br /><br /></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">watch out</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">love of your heart</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">lives high in the sky</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">reach, flying into blues</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">high and high</span><br /><br /></span><br /></div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1149265445290603662006-06-02T18:06:00.000+02:002006-06-02T18:26:09.323+02:00nehézségeket<p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /> </span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">Bugün hayatımın güçlükleri üstünde düşünüyordum ve aşağıdaki sözü gördüm. Elbette ben ne büyük bir kişilik, ne de kabul edilebilinir bir adanmışım. Kalbinde saf sevgi olan insan güçlükleri göreceğine, tüm varlıklara devamlı yaptığı hizmetin artan mutluluğuna sahip olur.<br /></span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">"Büyük kişilerin hemen hemen hep gönüllü olarak ıstırap çekmeyi kabul ettikleri söylenir. Bu, herkesin kalbinde bulunan Yüce Rabb'e ibadet etmenin en yüce metodu olarak görülür."<br />Bhagavat Purana 8.7.44<br /><br /></span></p> <p class="quotation" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Today I'm thinking on the difficulties of my life and I came upon the below quote. Surely I am neither a great personality, nor even a decent devotee. A person with pure love in heart would never see difficulties, but rather have increasing happiness out of continious service unto all beings.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">"It is said that great personalities almost always accept voluntary suffering because of the suffering of people in general. This is considered the highest method of worshiping the Supreme Lord, who is present in everyone's heart."</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Bhagavat Purana 8.7.44</span><br /><br /></span></p>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1148562104988635572006-05-25T14:56:00.000+02:002006-05-25T15:05:00.496+02:00mindenütt<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4444/2724/1600/sudarsan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4444/2724/400/sudarsan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Yalnız değilsin</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">O'nun gülümseyen gözleri</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">h e r y e r d e </span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">You are not</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"> alone<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">His smiling eyes are<br /><br />e v e r y w h e r e</span></span><br /></div> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"></span></span><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1145048261524693872006-04-14T22:54:00.000+02:002006-04-14T23:05:16.063+02:00hógolyó<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">b a h a r d a</span><br />w h i s p e r i n g<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/1600/DSCN5577.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/200/DSCN5577.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">fısıldayan kartopları</span></span><br />snowballs in spring</span></span><br /><br /><br /></span></div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1145032174158842222006-04-14T18:10:00.000+02:002006-04-14T18:31:13.386+02:00Nem könnyüü végezni a kötelességünket<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Görevimiz kolay değil. Bilgimizi ve sevgimizi paylaşmayı diliyoruz ama aynı zamanda, başkalarının akıl ve kalplerine hiçbir sıkıntı vermemeyi istiyoruz. Bu hislerle neyi nasıl sunabileceğimiz üstünde kafa yorarak yapabileceğimizin en iyisini yapmaya çalıştık. Gönlümden dua ediyor ve diliyorum ki, bu kırılgan maddi yaşam içerisinde azıcık dahi olsa mutluluğu ve bilgiyi arayan samimi gönüllere yakında ulaşacağız. Şimdi </span><a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://vedaplatform.blogspot.com/">buraya</a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> klikleyebilir ve yeni bloğumuzu görebilirsiniz, lütfen bize iyi dileklerinizi ve değerli eleştirilerinizi verin ki mutlulukla çabalarımızı yeşertelim.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Our duty is not easy. We are desiring to share our knowledge, love but at the same time, we do not want to cause in others any confusion in mind or heart. With these feelings, we tried our best, meditating on what we may introduce and how. I am praying and wishing from my heart that we will soon reach many sincere souls that are all seeking just a little bit of happiness and knowledge in this fragile life of material living. You may now click </span><a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://vedaplatform.blogspot.com/">here</a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> and see our new blog, please give your blessings and precious comments so we happily cultivate our effforts.<br /><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1144750167055780532006-04-11T11:48:00.000+02:002006-04-11T12:26:25.286+02:00Atma Yoga<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Bugün mutluyum, sevgili Macar arkadaşım Anuragi geliyor. Birlikte geçtiğimiz Şubat-Mart aylarında Belçika'daki <a href="http://www.yogamandir.com/teacher_training.html">Atma Yoga Öğretmen Eğitmenliği</a> Öğrenimini bitirerek diplomalarımızı aldık. Orada <a href="http://www.radhadesh.com/index.php?id=2">Radhadesh</a> adlı bir şatonun kompleksinde kalarak oldukça yoğun ama tatlı günler geçirdik. Amerika, İngiltere, Wells, İrlanda, Hollanda, Almanya, Sırbistan, Slovakya ve Macaristan'dan katılanlar vardı. Öğretmenlerimiz Atmananda ve eşi Kimi beş hafta boyunda gece gündüz bizlere destek oldular, yoga ve yoga öğretmeni olma yolunda bizlere her konuda değerli bilgi ve deneyimi verdiler. Şimdi dileğim İstanbul halkı ile bilgilerimizi paylaşabilmek. Anuragi ile beraber düşünüp çalışacağız. Lütfen bizlere şans dileyin! :)<br /><br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/1600/Radhadesh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/320/Radhadesh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Radhadesh Castle</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Today I am happy, my dear Hungarian friend Anuragi is coming. Last February-March we graduated from <a href="http://www.yogamandir.com/teacher_training.html">Atma Yoga Teachers Training Course</a> in Belgium and received our diplomas. We stayed there in a castle complex named <a href="http://www.radhadesh.com/index.php?id=2">Radhadesh</a>, living quite intense but sweet days. There were people joining from USA, England, Wells, Ireland, Holland, Germany, Serbia, Slovakia and Hungary. Our teachers Atmananda and Kimi gave us support day and night for five weeks, giving precious knowledge and experience on yoga and on becoming a yoga teacher. Now I desire to share these with the public of Istanbul. We will think and work together with Anuragi. Please wish us good luck! :)<br /><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1144696573739852332006-04-10T21:08:00.000+02:002006-04-10T21:17:26.166+02:00talán<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">belki<br /><br />Bu kelimeyi seviyorum. O'nun yüce duyarlılığına sarılmayı ve sığınmayı.<br /><br />belki<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Sınırsız neşeyi getiriyor.</span><br /><br /><br /><br />maybe<br /><br />I love this word. Embracing His sublime sensitivity and taking shelter.<br /><br />maybe<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Brings unlimited joy.</span><br /><br /><br /></div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1144681005375518612006-04-10T16:39:00.000+02:002006-04-10T17:00:07.783+02:00virágzás<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/1600/DSCN5571.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/320/DSCN5571.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;">çiçekler tam açtı,<br />havada nektar var<br />ve<br />arılar dans ediyor.<br /><br />sağol Zümmö :)<br /><br /><br /></span><br /> <span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >blossoms are in full,</span><br /> <span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >there is nectar in air</span><br /> <span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >and</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">bees are dancing.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">thank you Zümmö :)</span><br /><br /></span></span></div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1144595213613138992006-04-09T17:00:00.000+02:002006-04-09T17:19:49.870+02:00yoga és mondani<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Yoga daima okşayan rüzgardır; bizleri gerçek halimize çiçek açtırarak uyandırır.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Ne olduğun kulaklarıma öylesine yüksek sesle haykırıyor ki, ne söylediğini duyamıyorum."</span><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >_ Ralph Waldo Emerson</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />Yoga is the continiously caressing </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >wind</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >, awakening us blossom into what we really are.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"What you are shouts so loud in my ears, I cannot hear what you say."</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >_ Ralph Waldo Emerson<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1144094660719359342006-04-03T21:53:00.000+02:002006-04-03T22:05:54.976+02:00egyszerü élet<span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Merhaba! </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Uzun bir aradan sonra yeniden yazabiliyorum :) bu arada neler yaptığımı sizlere yavaş yavaş yazacağım ama şimdi size güzel bir yeni blog haberim var, sevgili Manoram dostumun sitesi; </span><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://manorama.1108.cc/">Simple Life</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">.</span> (Sade Yaşam) </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Hello!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" >After long time, I am able to write again :) I will write you what I have been doing gradually but now I have good news for you, my dear friend Manoram's website; </span><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://manorama.1108.cc/">Simple Life</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">.</span><br /><br /></span> </span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1140271271758825342006-02-18T14:46:00.000+01:002006-02-18T15:02:44.016+01:00weight<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >beden ve akla sahip</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >bir ruhum.</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >gezindigimiz yerlerin de</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ruhu var</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >tum okyanus ve daglara</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >sahip olan annemiz, dunya</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ayaklarimizin altinda,</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >en alcak gonullu ruh</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >hic ne kadar</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >agir oldugunuzu</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >hissetmeye calistiniz mi?</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ve dunyanin ne denli</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >sefkatli oldugunu?</span><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >i am a soul</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >having</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >a body and mind.</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >places we visit</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >also has a soul</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >our mother, earth</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >having all oceans and mountains</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >is the humblest soul</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >placing herself</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >under our feet</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >have you ever</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >tried to feel</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >how heavy you are?</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >and how so much</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >compassionate</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >mother earth is?</span><br /><br /></div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1139385717006790502006-02-08T08:42:00.000+01:002006-02-08T09:02:41.800+01:00köd<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >sis kadar</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >hafif olabilseydim,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >etrafında kıpırdar ve dönerdim</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Sen flütünü tatlı tatlı çalarken</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >ay ışığında. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >if I could be light</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >as light as the mist,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >I would move and whirl around</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >as You sweetly play the flute</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >in moonlight.<br /><br /></span></div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1139317959460023512006-02-07T14:06:00.000+01:002006-02-07T14:18:01.486+01:00féltékenység<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" >bir sinek<br />olabilmeyi arzuluyorum<br /><br />bir iki gün mutlu yaşayan<br />basit sevinçlerle<br />ve hatıralarla,<br /><br />bazen var <br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" >bu </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" >kıskançlığım.<br /><br /><br /><br />i desire to be<br />a fly<br /><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" >happily living few days</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" >with simple joys</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" >and memories,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" >sometimes </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" >i have this</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" ><br />jealousy.<br /><br /></span></div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1138821089798792532006-02-01T19:51:00.000+01:002006-02-01T20:12:05.536+01:00táncol<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >"Zümmö, nereye gidiyoruz?"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Şişman arı bzzzzzzzzladı ve vzzzzzzzzladı ve, "Mesele nereye gittiğin değil, nasıl gittiğindir."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >"Ve biz nasılız, iyi mi?"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Bu anda, Zümmö havada zıplayarak ve dans ederek şarkı söylemeye başladı, "Krişna ile olmak BBüüüüüüüüüyyyyyyükk neeeeeeeşedirr, Radha ile olmmaaaaaaaaaaaak dum du ududm dum dummmm ve HiiiiiiiiizzmeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeettt eeeeeeedebilmekkkk! hmmmm hmm hmm hmm mm dummmduduumm du duummm.."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Onu hiç böyle görmemiştim! :-)))))))))))) şimdi dans ediyoruz ve uçuyoruz. . .</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >"Zümmö, where are we going?"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >The fat bee made a bzzzz and vzzz, then said, "It is not a matter of where we are going, but how."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >"And how are we doing, all right?"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >This time, Zümmö started jumping and dancing in air and singed, "its Grrrrrrrreeeeeeeaaaaatttt JOooooooOOOoooOY to be with Krishna, to be with Radha dum du ududm dum dummmm and be able to SEEEEEEERrrrrrrrrrrrrrveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! hmmmm hmm hmm hmm mm dummmduduumm du duummm.."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >I've never seen him like that! :-)))))))))))) now we are dancing and flying. . .<br /><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1138659448924864412006-01-30T23:06:00.000+01:002006-01-30T23:17:29.053+01:00örökké<div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">büyük sevgi, derin özlem<br /><br />hem beraber hem de ayrı olmak<br /><br />gülme ve ağlamayı getiriyor,<br /><br />ebediyen<br /><br />birbirini takip eden<br /><br />güneş ve ay gibi<br /><br /><br />great love, deep missing.<br /><br />being both seperate and together<br /><br />bringing laughter and cry,<br /><br />like sun and moon<br /><br /> following each other<br /><br />eternally<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1138554476678601902006-01-29T17:39:00.000+01:002006-01-29T18:08:37.006+01:00padlizsán<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Şri Vrindavana dhama'da patlıcanları sulama şansını edinmiştim. Sabah çok erkenden uzun bir yürüyüşle tarlaya ulaşmış, bir kova alıp küçük patlıcanları sulamaya başlamıştım. Vrindavana'da toprak çok yumuşak ve bana inanmayabilirsiniz ama, ışıldar. Yeterli su alabilmeleri için her bir patlıcanın çevresine ellerimle havuzcuklar yapmıştım. Aylardan Aralıktı, sis vardı ve oldukça soğuktu. Yavaş yavaş su taşımaya ve patlıcanlara yardım etmeye devam ettim. Kutsal dhama'da yaşam aldıklarından apaçık benden daha saf olduklarından onlara hizmet edebildiğim için çok mutluydum. Derken, güneş sisin içerisinden yolunu açtı ve küçük patlıcanlara ulaştı. Onların neşesine bakakaldım, derin ve en narin aromalar bana ulaştı, sanki beni sevgi ile kucaklıyorlardı.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >In Sri Vrindavana dhama, I had the opportunity to water eggplants. Very early in morning I took a long walk and reached a field, took a bucket and started watering little eggplants. In Vrindavana, earth is so soft and you may not believe me but, it is illuminious. I made small pools around each eggplant with my hands so they may have enough water. It was month of December, there was mist and quite cold. Gradually, I continued carrying water and helping eggplants. I was feeling very happy to be able to serve them, who were obviously more elevated then I am, having taken life within the holy dhama. Then, sun made his way through the mist and reached the little eggplants. I stood gazing at their joy, most delicate and deep aromas reached me, as if they embraced me with love.<br /><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1138435965779162422006-01-28T08:49:00.000+01:002006-01-28T09:27:25.230+01:00hóvihar<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Günler sonra, kar fırtınası ayrıldı. Kuşlar aç, pencereye geliyorlar. Biraz ekmek bıraktım onlara. Rüzgarın olmaması garip geliyor şimdi ve güneş, ne denli kuvvetli, parlak. Günlerce onu görmediğimizden kolaylıkla unutmaya eğilimli oluyoruz ama güneş hep orada, daima sıcak ve hayat verici. Aynen bunun gibi, Krişna da daima burada, ve hep şefkatli. Biz unutmaya eğilimliyiz ve düşünüyoruz, "Göremiyorsam O nerede?" :-)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" >fırtınalar gelir ve gider.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/1600/karfirtinasi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/200/karfirtinasi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Days later, the snow storm left. Birds are hungry, coming to window. I left a little bread for them. Having no wind feels awkward now and the sun, how strong and bright it is. Because we do not see it for many days, we tend to easily forget but the sun is always there, ever warm and giving life. Just like this, Krishna is also ever present, and ever compassionate. We tend to forget and think "Where is He, if I can not see?" :-) </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" >storms come and go.<br /><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1138382505304361342006-01-27T18:13:00.000+01:002006-01-27T18:22:15.023+01:00eröö<blockquote></blockquote><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" >"Sadece Şrimati Radharani sevgisinin gücü ile Krişna'nın güzelliğini, tatlılığını tam olarak tadar."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" >ei prema-dvare nitya radhika ekali</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" >amara madhuryamrta asvade sakali</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" >"Only Srimati Radharani, by the strength of Her love, completely relishes the mellow or beauty of Krishna."<br /><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1137750256493607942006-01-20T10:12:00.000+01:002006-01-20T10:44:50.240+01:00nagy szeretö<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Çoğu zaman bloğa yazmanın kendimi ifade etmeye yetmediğini hissediyorum. O anda şarkı söylemeli, dans etmeli, resim yapmalı, harika prasadam sunmalı, düşünmeli ya da sadece uyumaya gidip rüya görmeliyim :-) Kalplerimizdeki derin ebedi sevginin; bhaktinin kendisini ifade etme yolunu bulmaya ihtiyacı var. Sevgi, iki bireyin birbirini etkilemesi demek ve bu ilişki öncelikle duyularla alınır ve verilir. (O şimdi dışarıda çok tatlı kar yağıyor :) teşekkürler RadheyShyama!) Eğer yaptığımız her türlü faaliyette kalbimizin sevgisini ifade edebilmesine izin verirsek, gerçekte yemek yiyerek değil, bu müthiş sevgili kalpten, ruhumuzdan enerji aldığımızı görebiliriz. Ve onun ebedi sevgi dolu ilişkileri bizlere daimi tatminiyeti verir. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Many times I feel blogging is not enough to express myself. At that moment I should sing, dance, paint, offer great prasadam, meditate or just go sleep and dream :-) Bhakti, the deep eternal love in our hearts needs to find a way to express herself. Love means there is interaction between two individuals and this relation is first received and given through our senses. (Oh now it is snowing so lovely outside, :) thank you RadheyShyama!) If we just let our hearts desire to express love inside whatever activities we are doing, we may see that actually we are not receiving energy through eating, but from this great loving heart, our soul. And her loving eternal relationships do give us continious satisfaction.<br /><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1137534839048820212006-01-17T21:46:00.000+01:002006-01-17T22:55:09.853+01:00akadály az úton<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/1600/Bg%205.10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/320/Bg%205.10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" >We are practitioners of bhakti, devoting ourselves to the revealing of unconditional love that lies in our heart. This bhakti is so delicate, in any moment it may recoil back or again come out in sunshine, just like a snail. To keep it alive and happy, we need to give affection. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Give affection, by giving you will receive affection and that love will keep on the real unconditional love growing. Knowledge and philosophy do help, but can not feed your heart to grow and understand the wisdom behind bhakti. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Why do I write these now? Because I see many on the path of bhakti have missed to give and receive affection. To most this seems like "a block on the way." But if only we try to be more courageous, we'll see that it works just the opposite :-)<br /><br /><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1137426266418716522006-01-16T16:41:00.001+01:002006-01-16T16:45:59.643+01:00darsan<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/1600/DSCN5497.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/1863/320/DSCN5497.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Bugün Şri Şri Gauri Gaura Krişna Guru Maharajıma sunabilmem için yeni fotoğraflarının çekilmesini kabul ettiler.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Today Sri Sri Gauri Gaura Krishna accepted to have new photos so I may offer to my Guru Maharaja.<br /><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1137361189660930492006-01-15T22:08:00.000+01:002006-01-15T22:39:51.700+01:00segit<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="font-family: verdana;">aynen bir çiçek tarlasının üzerinde uçar gibi</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">öylesine eşsiz kişiliklerle karşılaşırız</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">narin aroma ve biçimlerde,</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">hisseder ve ayrılırız</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">birbirimizi daha uzun görebilmeyi dilesek de.</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">rüzgarlar hafif kanatlarımızı yakalar</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">ve bizi kaldırır</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">başkalarına.</span><br /> <br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">sadece hepsinde</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">Krişna'nın güzelliğini görmek</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">ilerlememe yardımcı oluyor.</span><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">just like flying over a flower field</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">we meet so unique personalities</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">in fragrant aromas and shapes,</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">we feel and seperate</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">even we may desire to see each other long.</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">winds catch our light wings</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">and carry us off</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">unto others.</span><br /> <br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">only seeing in all of them</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">beauty of Krishna</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">helps me go on.</span><br /> <br /> </div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1137269606636448052006-01-14T20:55:00.000+01:002006-01-14T21:14:28.796+01:00boldog<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Aradığınız tüm mutluluk ve daha da fazlası şu kelimelerin içerisinde yatıyor:</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >"Hare Krişna Hare Krişna Krişna Krişna Hare Hare</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" > Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Ben yanılmış bir insanım, ama yine de bu kelimelerin tatlılığı bir defa kalbime değdi, ve bu değiş beni yüzleştiğim tüm körlüğüme rağmen çok kuvvetli tutuyor. Bu mantrayı anlamaya çalışmaya çok değer, hiç birşey ve hiç kimse kendinize ondan daha çok yaklaşamaz. Bu çabanın kendisi yaşama mutluluk getiriyor :-)</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >All bliss you are looking for and more is resting inside these words:</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >"Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >I am an illusioned person, yet the sweetness of these words has once touched my heart, and that touch keeps me all strong regardless of all the blindness I am facing. It is highly worth to try to understand this mantra, nothing and noone else can come more closer to yourself. This endeavor itself is making life blissfull :-)<br /><br /></span>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1137097503185051072006-01-12T21:08:00.000+01:002006-01-12T21:29:30.106+01:00hazavágyódó<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-family: verdana;">kalbim dinler<br />pembe nilüferlerin seslerini<br /><br />kalbim görür<br />karlı kuğuların güzelliğini<br /><br />ve ayın sessizliği<br />hepsinin evi<br /><br />bu evde<br />kelimelerin anlamı az.<br /><br /><br /><br />voices of pink lotuses<br />my heart listens<br /><br />beauty of snowy swans<br />my heart beholds<br /><br />and silence of the moon<br />home to all<br /><br />words have little meaning<br />inside this home.<br /><br /></div>adikanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18929724.post-1136970749071171442006-01-11T09:51:00.000+01:002006-01-11T10:14:41.910+01:00szél<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Bulutlar mutlulukla yüzüyor, ağaçlar salınmaktan zevk alıyor, çiçekler aroma saçıyor, sarim hafifçe sürükleniyor. Yeryüzündeki herkes bu hoş rüzgarla uyum içerisinde ve bunun gibi, Krişna da şefkatli sevgisi ile sana karşılık veriyor. Hiç yalnız değilsin.</span><br /> <br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Clouds happily swim, trees enjoy swinging, flowers spread aromas, my sari floats lightly. Everyone responds on earth to this delightful wind and likewise, Krishna is responding to you in tender love. You are never alone.</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" >bulut . . . {szél}</span><br /></div> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><br /> </span>adikanoreply@blogger.com