I want to know…………….
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 dreams, 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 sorrows, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from the 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 ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling 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 the beauty even when it is not pretty every day, and if you can source your own life from it’s 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 are 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 like the company you keep in the empty moments.
Author – Oriah Mountain Dreamer, Indian Elder
Mindblowing!!!This was something I read on a paper…the first few lines (that are on the image) from the paper !!I loved it instantly!!I searched for what this was from google…and here I am posting it for you people….I am sure you would also like this!!- Beauty of expression!! Is it not???