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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. | holidays Sunday. 11.26.06 5:08 pm They are always the same... no extended family that we celebrate with so it's pretty much the four of us if my brother is even there which he usually gets upset over something and storms out of the house and my mom is frantically cooking and my dad is being my dad and i am bored. but i still love the anticipation of the holidays, because even if it's the same each year we always think it will be something different. This year I am looking foward to New Years, because hopefully, it WILL be something different. Not to say that it will turn out as magical as I think it could, but then again, it has possibilities and at least it will be something new and exciting. Oh yea babe, we have to make reservations remember. I need a dress. Christmas seems to get less exciting every year and i think it is because we have less and less time to stop, think and get excited about it. This year it wasn't until I went home for thanksgiving when I even begun thinking about christmas. Thinking about it, planning it and coming up with gift ideas if my FAVORITE part of the holidays and I hadn't even thought about making a list. Well, I started the shabang with shopping from midnight to 10am friday which was awesome and fun but a let down all the same because I only found mostly stuff for myself which I then gave to my parents to wrap up for me so I can't even wear for another month. I wish I could drive again, I like shopping by myself surprisingly. It is theraputic. Being by myself and just thinking is something I rarely do anymore. It used to be my long walks, then I moved to PA and that stopped and it was going to the gym by myself in college, then that stopped and now I go with someone else always. I would sometimes sit at my desk and just think, or lay in bed and just think, and now I don't even do that anymore. I am suddenly realizing this and yearning for that feeling. I think that is why over the past few yaers I have become so disconnected and uncertain and not able to express myself... I am not giving myself time or energy to work things out. I can't wait until I get my ipod so I can go running alone... however that also demands that I get over my phobia of being out in public like that by myself and having the motivation to keep going even when I feel awful. I wish campus was bigger sometimes just so I could go for a walk. It is so nice outside I feel like going for one now actually... but it is getting dark and I should really work on my research proposal. Even if it is not like I would want it or that it needs to be, just to be done will be a huge relief. I really missed my friends, and this break wasn't at all near enough time to fairly spend time with them... sorry everyone :(, winter break hopefully i will make up on lost time, and make up money working with my dad. I have sudden bursts of anger toward people, maybe they can't tell but I can and it scares me. I also have lacked motivation to do much lately, which also scares me. I need to get my groove back, and just make myself exercise. I know I keep saying it but it's getting really bad now the effects not exercising is having not just on me physically (like how I felt like I was going to die trying to run 5.5 miles today with Becca and Glenn) but mentally. I really don't like the person I am when I dont do it but that person also doesn't feel like going to the gym... vicious cycle indeed. 4 Comments. well I hope you had fun this weekend it was nice seeing you...hopefully it will happen again in the not so distant future...we can go through another elaborate movie selection process...and then end up not watching it...because that's how we roll » Rip-Tide-Prophecy on 2006-11-26 07:48:55 i like the gym alone....i feel odd when i go with other people.. i wish i had more time to go to the gym, it seems like every night by the time everything is done it's 11 and the gym just closed. I hope you feel better hun, and winter break is REALLY close, just take it one step at a time. 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