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 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, 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's 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 on 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 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.
by Oriah Mountain Dreamer | Credit and Message from Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Thanks to Afsha R. for sharing this lovely inspiration which speaks the cry of so many of our souls of our time. Stay blessed my friend, now and always.
6 comments:
Dear Sadiq,
i feel quite content..your journey is ours..i already inhale the sweet fragrance of the flowers you cull..finally your inner journey would outpace the outer..and what a surprise!..the bharatnatyam dancer is from kerala..praying for your safe return..fare forward brave warrior!
Beautiful !
Dear Sadiq,
Truly the " Dreamer " who , in going through " pains of life " ,has indeed OVERCOME pain and turned it into joy !
A superb sharing by yourself to illustrate how two paradoxes become one in this exiquite journey of life, for us to discern.
In Christian teachings :
" In order to avoid sufferings in life, we have to experience it to the full..." - No wonder, Jesus Christ was saying about The Joys of Sufferings in his teachings of The Parabbles...
May we get these kind of wisdom from you - God Bless !
Wonderful piece of wisdom you have shared with us, dear Sadiq. Thank you for bringing this truthful beauty in here!
"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."
And it is so - you must never whatever the cost is, betray your own soul, because there the Truth is, there Allah resides and from there He talks to you.
Oh my God!
Poignantly sweet.
wassalam,
nj
thank you sadiq. such a pleasure reading you, such a pleasure meeting you. happy new year :)
afsha
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