...don�t try to figure out my experience � there�s no method to my madness...

THE INVITATION

Oriah Mountain Dreamer,

Indian Elder

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 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 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 a night

Of grief and despair

Weary and bruised to the bone

To 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.

"Start with "I've been Sick"" - 2005-06-06, 4:54 p.m.

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(start with �I�ve Been Sick)

I just don�t know where I find these guys! It just doesn�t make any freaking sense! Now I�m on this �Kate Hepburn�-turn-into-a-hermit-and-have-a-bunch-of-cats thing and it scares the shit out of me. One of my girlfriends and I talk about it all of the time: how men talk about how they want good women but then go out here and act like jackasses. And in turn they do two things:

1) They make good women have to deal with the bullshit they throw down and
2) They make good women not want to date because they are scared of men like them!

I don�t know what to think anymore. I mean, even with Ral, he�s still a good person. We just weren�t good for each other and that�s OKAY! I can�t call him a bad person because he�s not one. There�s a lot of men that I know that aren�t bad people, but they just wouldn�t be good for me in a relationship capacity. Then there are guys like BJ � liars like BJ. There are guys like my ex-husband - Assholes like my ex husband. There are guys like Isiah � cheaters like Isiah. There are men that I refer to as �dudes I want to throw off of the deck� � so they couldn�t hurt any other woman the way that they have hurt me. But then I think �Can any man say that about me?� As far as outright raunchy, in despicable things � NO. But every person�s idea of the severity of a wrongdoing is different. BJ doesn�t think that lying and being grimy overall is all too bad. I tend to disagree.

So now I�m just taking the time to casually date � to enjoy being 25 and seeing who I please instead of being locked down to a guy who has heavy potential to become one of the assholes. But I know me � as much as I want to act like my friends don�t have me pegged, I am the relationship type of girl. I�m the �settle down and be with one person� type girl. Because I hate being spread thin. I would rather spend time building with one person and making something worthwhile and substantial than waste time with more random people not coming to anything concrete. Only being in �something like a relationship.� Is that comparable to �something like a booty call?� Something like �a bunch of bullshit?� What is it? Feel free to offer comments. I�ll be back eventually�. (muah)

-Blessings

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