It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for, and if you
dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
I want to know what you ache for, and if you
dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want
to know if you risk looking like a fool for love,
for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
to know if you risk looking like a fool for love,
for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring
your moon. I want to know if you have touched the
center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened
by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed
from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit
with pain, mine or your own without moving to hide
it or fade it or fix it.
your moon. I want to know if you have touched the
center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened
by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed
from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit
with pain, mine or your own without moving to hide
it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own,
if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us
to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations
of being human.
if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us
to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations
of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true
to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true
to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty, even when it's not
pretty every day, and if you can source your own life
from its presence.
pretty every day, and if you can source your own life
from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and
mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout
to the sliver of the full moon, "Yes!"
mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout
to the sliver of the full moon, "Yes!"
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to
the bone, and do what needs to be done for the children,
[or your elderly parents, your spouse, or a dying loved one.]
after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to
the bone, and do what needs to be done for the children,
[or your elderly parents, your spouse, or a dying loved one.]
It doesn't matter to me who you know or how you came to
be here. I want to know if you will stand at the center
of the fire with me and not shrink back.
[can you meet me there...]
be here. I want to know if you will stand at the center
of the fire with me and not shrink back.
[can you meet me there...]
[This - is Friendship]
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Original title - "The Invitation"
from - The Invitation
Original title - "The Invitation"
from - The Invitation
[brackets mine]
~
Vortex Art - Mystic Meandering
Woman Dancing in the Fire
(as seen from overhead)
Woman Dancing in the Fire
(as seen from overhead)
~
"No one cares how much you know
until they know how much you care."
attributed to Theodore Roosevelt,
although no one really knows the
true author...
until they know how much you care."
attributed to Theodore Roosevelt,
although no one really knows the
true author...
