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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. | here in germany Sunday. 3.12.06 22:32 hours ive been watching the echo awards on the tv in the hotel room and american music is so huge here. the whole experience has been good so far, although i am feeling kinda sick tonight... maybe the chips and salsa i had for dinner... lots of snow today. we visited the concentration camps of Dachau and so far have taken 50 pictures. Tomorrow early morning we leave for Hartheim )the castle that Disney copied cinderellas castle off of) Austria, Lindz and then Mauthhaussen and Gusen, a slave labour camp and a death camp. Tomorrow night after the castle we get to wander around the center of Lindz so hopefully I can find chocolate and coffee. I have been reading in my spare time too. Just finished packing for our three hour drive in this huge bus that has 53 seats even tho there are only 14 of us. So far it has been a good experience... I realiyed i am kinda a loner tho.. i am not nearly as sociable as kate and krista are with coming up with questions and talking to german people. I just kinda listen. My throat really hurts... and I guess last night i sounded like Darth Vador breathing really heavy and hard. The food here is good for the most part as long as u know what u are getting. Breakfast is my favorite. Pineapple, bacon, bread or pretzels, oranges, kiwi, nutella mmmmm. The people here are wonderful... they mostly can all speak english and those that dont speak at least two other languages. the other day at thsi ice cream place i had to speak spanish to the waitress. they are very intelligent and kind about giving directions and showing us how to get to places. riding the Ubon is so much fun too! I wish the US had a public transportation system. Also, they go on the honor code, so they dont check tickets for the ubon each time just sporadically but if u get caught without a ticket u get fined 40 euros which is about 55 dollars. things are expensive here too so i havent bought any of the cute clothes or purses we saw. we went into gucci and places like that the other day and i have never felt so profiled.. clerks were trying to spy on us and get us out of there. My right fingers hurt for some reason. I have been writing in my journal each day but it is very scattered (kinda like this entry) because I keep forgettting things. So far I have talked to Rachelle, Court, Tim, David W, Casey, Matt and my brother online. Not for very long... everything on the internet is in german so it took me a while to figure this stuff out. Bethany and Rachelle will be in Ohio next weekend, I hope they come visit for a while. Did u know that Shakira is 4 foot 11? I have a new idol now. haha. Oh Germany has American Idol but it is called SuperStar.. I think we stole the idea from them tho, but the musi and the judges are pretty much the same. They sing very well and all american songs for the most part. Two of the finalists today were married or something and the guy sang You are so Beautiful and dedicated it to her before he started. Everything is quite quaint here... but alas like PA many ppl smoke and ppl can drink at the age of 16 so ppl start aorund 13 the clerk Michael said. PS Vodka and Red Bull is highly disgusting. I hate red bull anyway and I dont know they would mix the two most repulsive drinks together. The caffiene cant be good mixed with the depressor alcohol. I got spray on tatoos Friday night and they are still there... I am seriously considering getting a real one someday but i have to be sure I know what i want. I have spent about 120 dollars so far on food and stuff.... gotta cut back for the rest of the trip. I signed up for frequent flier miles in Philly so hopefully between the trip here and back that will earn me half a ticket to cali. I miss talking to people on the phone like Keith and my parents... I really cant wait to get back. I have also been thinking how I am going to scrapboook it all. I think black paper would be fitting... and a silver metalic pen, I have to get that when I gt back as well as spend about 100 bucks developing all the pictures. I dont know what else to say, my knuckle is bothering me too much. I wil be gone starting at 7am tomorrow which will be 1am eastern time and not return till tues night around 6pm. I will have plenty of time to miss people during the bus ride... SIGH. I love u. 1 Comments. Prompt to me please where I can read about it? 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