Path of Healing

Hello dear ones,

I've been quiet here for a long time, choosing to immerse myself in the reality of life rather than spend time on social media. Yet, it’s clear that social media holds immense power to share our messages with wide audiences. When wielded to spread love, compassion, understanding, and unity, it can help us build the New Earth we strive for—a world where love and peace prevail.

We find ourselves in challenging times across many corners of the world, often feeling a whirlwind of emotions simultaneously. As the voices outside grow louder, fueling our worries, fears, and anger, can we create space to listen to and understand these emotions? Amidst the clamor, can we hear the gentle, whispering voice of our hearts?

Our voices—and the social media platforms through which we express them—hold great power. How do we choose to use this power? Do we consume it by yelling in anger? Do we spend it by collectively feeding our frustration? Or do we channel it into an invitation for love, understanding, and peace for all?

When our boundaries are crossed, when we feel disrespected or alienated, feeling angry is very natural and vital at the same time. It signals that our space has become too constricted, that we can no longer breathe. It urges us to take action, to awaken and rise for change.

However, if we struggle to form a healthy connection with this simmering emotion, if we allow it to control us instead of mastering it, our anger can ultimately consume us. We may find ourselves of little benefit to ourselves or those around us. So why is it so difficult to let go of our anger or more so connect deeply with it, even when we see that it is consuming us?

For me, it is often because I am afraid to look at what is lying beneath my anger where my deeper wounds are hidden. Deep within my heart, I sense an excruciating pain -a wound that is so tender that instead of acknowledging it, I suppress it with my anger. I start yelling at the outer world even louder as a way to distract myself.

Perhaps beneath our anger lie heart wounds, sorrows, grief and disappointments—each yearning to be held, seen and embraced with love. Facing these wounds can be deeply painful. Yet, we must remember that no wound can heal unless it is seen and acknowledged first. Every wound will continue to scream in anger, striving to make its voice heard, perpetuating the traumas that echo through history. At their core, our wounds seek a loving recognition, and as long as they remain unseen, they will persist. Only when met with unconditional love, compassion, and understanding can they begin to heal.

Today when I look at my country -Turkey or United States, I see deeply wounded countries and a fractured society. Regardless of political affiliation, age, or background, I see millions of people who have not been loved, or embraced for who they are. Many may have been silenced when they sought to speak, their dreams left unfulfilled, and their hearts broken countless times. They carry not only their own burdens but also the traumas passed down through generations.

Now, we are all afraid to confront our wounds. The more we fear, the louder our anger grows. We are hurting. Yet, let us remind ourselves that those we shout at are also wounded; they too are in pain, responding with their own screams to avoid facing their own wounds. Somewhere within us, our collective wounds are waiting to be seen, embraced with love, and ultimately healed.

Change begins with us. One person takes a moment to pause, takes a deep breath, and stops yelling. They look inward, see their pain, shed tears, and learn to accept themselves with love. As they learn to give themselves the understanding and compassion they have longed for from others, they begin to extend their love outward. Thus, as one heart heals, it radiates more light to those around. This light inspires others to reflect inwardly. Then gradually, we realize that as a society, we are able to heal our wounds together, hold ourselves and each other with love. The path is not easy, but I believe it won’t always feel as daunting as it does today.

For me, this journey is not about politics; it is about healing. To build the society we dream of, we must first create that vision in the present—rooted not in our ego identities, but in the sincerity of our hearts. We need to remain anchored in love and compassion, especially in challenging times. To be able to do this, we must continue our own healing journeys. Otherwise we will keep finding ourselves in the same situation only with different individuals or political parties because every unhealed trauma repeats itself throughout history until fully seen. 

The more we walk this path together, the stronger we become. This is why I’ve been sharing my own healing journey through my blog. Although motherhood has temporarily limited my writing, it has led me on a deeper path of healing. As I witness the bleeding wounds within myself and in the world, I recognize our urgent need for sincere, heartfelt stories filled with love and companionship.

Therefore I invite you to walk this path with me. I now have a new Instagram account (@heartofurala) and a website: Heart of Urala. This is a space where I will share my healing journey and where we can collectively explore our paths to self-discovery and growth. 

I have listened to Elif Şafak’s TED talk many times, and I want to share my favorite part: "Identity politics divides us. Fiction connects. One is interested in sweeping generalizations. The other, in nuances. One draws boundaries. The other recognizes no frontiers. Identity politics is made of solid bricks. Fiction is flowing water.... In the end, stories move like whirling dervishes, drawing circles beyond circles. They connect all humanity, regardless of identity politics, and that is the good news. And I would like to finish with an old Sufi poem:

"Come, let us be friends for once; let us make life easy on us; let us be lovers and loved ones; the earth shall be left to no one."

I too believe in the profound power of stories. By sharing our sincere stories from our hearts, we can cultivate love, joy, compassion, and kindness in the world. As we look inward and build connections between our hearts, I believe our lights will strengthen one another, illuminating the world with love.

Let’s create our dream together, here and now, in every moment we choose love. Let’s connect through our stories, unite as one, warm our souls, and open our minds to new possibilities.

With love, 

Urala