I hope you’re having a beautiful Tuesday (“Muse Day”). ♡
Here’s another light-filled ¤ Gem ¤
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 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, 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 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.
Special thanks to ♡ Lynnie Bear♡ one of my muses. The photo used today was taken in NYC at a dance competition during one of those happy days when fear did not shut me down. It is among my favorite memories. I changed the photo to try to portray the way I feel when I dance. Lynnie’s gracefulness always inspired me to recapture the joy of dance I had as a young girl and to let go of the fear. Dancing is one of the things I ache for, and long to do well again. What do you ache for? What do you long to do? Who inspires you to do it? Share your thoughts in the comments. Feel free to answer any of Oriah’s beautiful questions.
Here’s a beautiful version of this poem by KalaGaia:
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