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 dreams,
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 center of your own sorrow,
if you have been opened
by life's betrayals
or have become shriveled
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,
or to remember the
limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if
the story you're 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.
I want to know if you can
be faithful and therefore be trustworthy.
I want to know if you can
see beauty even when it is not pretty every day,
and if you can source
your life from God's presence.
I want to know if you can
live with failure,
yours and mine,
and still stand on the
edge of a 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 a night of grief and despair,
weary and bruised to the
bone,
and do what needs to be
done for the children.
It doesn't interest me
who you are or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you
will stand in the center 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.
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