03 Oct The Invitation
The
Invitation by Oriah
Invitation by Oriah
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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
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.”
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.
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
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.
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.
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.
want to know if you can be alone
with yourself and if you
truly like
the company you keep in the empty moments.
By
Oriah © Mountain Dreaming, from the book The Invitation
published
by HarperONE, San Francisco, 1999
Oriah © Mountain Dreaming, from the book The Invitation
published
by HarperONE, San Francisco, 1999
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