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The Invitation- Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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 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 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. What you need to know
Name: Meggyo Status: in a relationship Occupation: student at Slippery Rock Unviersity Majors: exercise science and enlgish lit Location: Hershey PA for now Who I am: a ridiculous short girl who is trying to live the most now while looking so eagerly foward to the rest of her life Where I wish I was: in his arms Current question: should I stop wishing for things to go back to how they used to be? Song of the day: ps. if this is austin by Brad Paisley The Dance- OMD
I have sent you my invitation, the note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of living. Don’t jump up and shout, “Yes, this is what I want! Let’s do it!” Just stand up quietly and dance with me. Show me how you follow your deepest desires, spiraling down into the ache within the ache, and I will show you how I reach inward and open outward to feel the kiss of the Mystery, sweet lips on my own, every day. Don’t tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart. Show me how you turn away from making another wrong without abandoning yourself when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved. Tell me a story of who you are, and see who I am in the stories I live. And together we will remember that each of us always has a choice. Don’t tell me how wonderful things will be . . . some day. Show me you can risk being completely at peace, truly okay with the way things are right now in this moment, and again in the next and the next and the next. . . I have heard enough warrior stories of heroic daring. Tell me how you crumble when you hit the wall, the place you cannot go beyond by the strength of your own will. What carries you to the other side of that wall, to the fragile beauty of your own humanness? And after we have shown each other how we have set and kept the clear, healthy boundaries that help us live side by side with each other, let us risk remembering that we never stop silently loving those we once loved out loud. Take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance, the places where you can risk letting the world break your heart. And I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet and the stars overhead make my heart whole again and again. Show me how you take care of business without letting business determine who you are. When the children are fed but still the voices within and around us shout that soul’s desires have too high a price, let us remind each other that it is never about the money. Show me how you offer to your people and the world the stories and the songs you want our children’s children to remember. And I will show you how I struggle not to change the world, but to love it. Sit beside me in long moments of shared solitude, knowing both our absolute aloneness and our undeniable belonging. Dance with me in the silence and in the sound of small daily words, holding neither against me at the end of the day. And when the sound of all the declarations of our sincerest intentions has died away on the wind, dance with me in the infinite pause before the next great inhale of the breath that is breathing us all into being, not filling the emptiness from the outside or from within. Don’t say, “Yes!” Just take my hand and dance with me. | LUCKY Friday. 6.24.05 2:17 pm ... is not only the name of a book I want to read, about a rape victim who survived, but also... what I realize more and more that I am. Maybe 'luck' isn't the word, but... 'given the people in my life who really care about me which makes a world of difference'. Anyone can sit there and tell me over and over, (like they have) how they stilllll disagree with my relationship decisions, however, I have to say, so far, I could not have made a better choice. For many things, little or big, or little things that could turn into big things over time, I am appreciative about our relationship; such as simple things that really make a world of difference and the whole structure of things: supportiveness, communication, listening, open mindedness, sympathetic, patient, understanding, forgiving, not petty, non violent or aggressive, no usage of derogatory phrases/words, respect... that all really show up in circumstances everyday, and a relationship with them is wonderful. I guess I don't realize how wonderful and grateful I am till I hear another couple's story of the hour and think to myself, "now what would happen if I were in her shoes and keith were in his?" when I realize the answer I think, "man am I lucky!" On another note, my parents... for them I am extraordinarily lucky. Being home for the summer, everyone is talking about parents wanting "family time" and not allowing them the freedom and space they need... definitely not a problem my parents and I have, in fact they have always been sooo self-less that they allow me to go spend more time with my friends and boyfriend than I EVER spend with them. I tell them about some of my life... when they ask or if something is really bothering me, but they hardley know my life. We haven't fought since I was 16 or so, maybe a snappy tone from me or a sarcastic one from them, but after a "don't talk to me like that, I don't like it" from my dad or a "hmph" from my mom (to whom I usually now just hand the hmph right back and ask her, 'what's wrong with youuuuuu?" the bickering is over. I am constantly reminded especially from my dad how glad he is that I am his daughter (unlike many parnets who still wish they never had kids), and even if he calls me too often to check up on me, at least he cares enough to be a nag. Maybe I don't talk to or know anything about barely any of my extended family, maybe my brother has put our family thru things that no one I've met yet can understand, maybe my family is still living pay check by pay check, maybe we still have never had cable tv, maybe... maybe those things don't matter in the long run and have actually helped me become a more thoughtful person.... or maybe I'm just lucky. 0 Comments.
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