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By Michelle Girasole on
11/9/2006 6:12 AM
The following poem came to us on two separate occasions in the same month (Soul at Work Cafe and Nature's Elements Retreat). We just loved it, and had to post it here for you. Enjoy!The Invitationby Oriah Mountain DreamerIt 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 meto 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...
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