Marko Cavka
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Writer / Seeker / Photographer
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Crumbling of the twisted
Mahsa Amini, a 22-year-old Kurdish woman died in Teheran a few days ago, and these days her face won’t leave my mind. She appeared in front of me as I walked, thinking about her beautiful country and the amazing people I met there, a long time ago. The look in her eyes shook me as the flood of thoughts and emotions rose to the surface. I thought of how she must have felt, in those last moments of her life, how hopeless and alone she must have been while horrible, twisted men beat her to death. No one should die like that, no one should ever feel that way.
By Marko Cavka 3 years ago in Motivation
It is not our forests burning...
We only have one Home. And it doesn’t belong to us, any of it. You can’t own Nature – the indigenous nations everywhere know this, they understand they are the stewards, protectors and guardians, and they behave accordingly, with respect and gratitude. But we, the civilized people, seem to have forgotten the true order of things.
By Marko Cavka 4 years ago in Earth
Regrets are useless
Here I am, just another dying human, fighting to draw yet another breath. I have wasted so many years of my life, but now every second counts and matter. Until just a few breaths ago, I was certain I lived a good life. I was a good person; I helped many people; I loved, and I was loved. I watched my children grow and even got to see them with children of their own. Until just a few breaths ago, I thought that was enough. But a thought rose, and then a memory, and then another, and another – not of things I have done, but of all I didn’t. An entire secret lifetime hidden within those empty spaces I never got to experience, holding on to the familiar or what I so firmly wanted to believe is the “right thing to do”. A flood of emotions washed over me, each one a moment where I could have made a different choice, a crossroad to a different life, maybe less “safe” but more rewarding, or useful, or enriching. I never realized how many of these moments I pushed away and how many times Life generously offered them again. How could I have not seen it then?
By Marko Cavka 4 years ago in Motivation
