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The Invitation

>> Tuesday, December 25, 2007


(This Speaks to My Soul.) ~ZZ

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.

It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will 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 centre of your own sorrow,
if you have been opened by life's betrayals
or have become shrivelled 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, be realistic,
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 see Beauty
even when it is not 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 at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon, 'Yes.'

It doesn't interest me to know where you live
or how much money you have.
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 to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what
or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

~ Oriah Mountain Dreamer

4 Reflections:

The Uneasy Supplicant 7:59 PM, December 26, 2007  

Beautiful.
I'm hoping you had a wonderful Christmas. Hope that the rest of the holiday season is great. Take care.
~JD

Anonymous 10:13 AM, December 28, 2007  

I love, love, love this! I might copy it on my blog too - ok with you? It's an awesome piece.

Hope you guys had an awesome Christmas - here's to a prosperous and healthy 2008 - hope to see you in 08; maybe Deck the Halls in November if I can get C. to do Daddy duty for the weekend!

Hugs,
K.

Rolando 4:41 PM, December 30, 2007  

Wow that really gets right down to the point ZZ.

They are questions I often think about, but push aside because of the convenience of my life. It may be cowardice, but I know if think and act on these questions, my life would be different today.

Maybe I will get another chance to live these questions tomorrow, God willing. . .

Greeneyezz 12:03 AM, December 31, 2007  

Rolando -

It is pretty intense, isn't it??
I'm much more interested in the substance of someone, what they're made of, and if they can stand on their own two feet.

I do think that we really do need to ponder those questions, from time to time. Wrestle with it a little bit.

Like I said in the beginning of the post: It speaks to me. It speaks to my soul.

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