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Livet som mamma, bokälskare, sambo och Ulf Lundell-fan.

The invitation.

Publicerad 2014-11-10 21:10:00 i Allmänt,

Så berörande text, så tankeväckande. Den griper tag i mig på alla sätt. Läs den.
Första gången jag hörde den var det Rachel (yoga_girl) som läste den för oss. Fantastiskt.
 

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 centre of your own sorrow

if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled 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 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 centre 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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