...don’t try to figure out my experience – there’s no method to my madness...
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 your dream
For the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring
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,
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.
"In memory" - 2006-09-06, 7:49 p.m.
I will never fucking forget you as long as I live. Love you
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