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Cevirdim Basimi Baktim Yuzune «Editor's Choice»

There is a moment in the Turkish folk song Yâre Gidelim that stops time: ( I turned my head and looked at their face... they too were weeping for their blind fate. ).

In a world that moves too fast, we rarely take the time to look deeply into the faces of those around us. We see screens, we see schedules, but do we see the soul? Cevirdim Basimi Baktim Yuzune

Sometimes we understand our own pain better when we see it reflected in someone else’s eyes. There is a moment in the Turkish folk

We are all subject to the whims of life. Recognizing this shared vulnerability is the first step toward true compassion. A Call to "Turn Your Head" we see schedules

The Mirror of the Soul: Finding Ourselves in Another’s Tears