Beautiful Poem

Yesterday, I was surprised not only by a beautiful poem, but by 2 books in the mail. I knew I hadn't purchased any books, and as soon as I opened the boxes and saw the titles I knew who had sent them. My beautiful friend, Sylwia.

I wanted to repost the poem she sent me, because it is simply amazing.

Invitation by Oriah    

 

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.

 

Thank you my friend. This poem touched me deeply.

Thank You, Universe

Thank you, Universe

Thank you for the gift of embodiment,
thank you for the life that runs through my bodily veins,
thank you for the opportunity to experience the magnificent atmosphere in this planet.

Thank you, Universe.

Thank you for the countless ways I was directed back to my true path,
thank you for guiding me to unveil my many facades and become transparent,
thank you for teaching me to live in utter vulnerability.

Thank you, Universe.

Thank you for the sound of laughter that makes my heart skip a beat,
thank you for leading every second of my life to the moment of pure ecstasy,
thank you for the honor of being a mom.

Thank you, Universe.

Thank you for the lesson of receiving,
thank you for the class in appreciation,
thank you for the inspiration and clarity that move me forward.

Thank you, oh Dear Universe.

For ever in gratitude and love.

Invictus

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul............. No matter how defeated we perceive ourselves to be, we are invictus.  We are beacons of light with a much bigger purpose than we give ourselves credit for.  

You Are There

Amidst all the confusion

I'm reluctant to move forward

and find out it is all an illusion

you are there

There are times I have to decide

enveloped in self doubt 

I realize there is no wrong or right

you are there

Rain or shine,

happy or sad,

dead or alive,

you are there

In a breath, a thought, an action,

a dream, a butterfly, a cloud,

a touch, a hug, my daughter's affection,

you are there

I am grateful for your lessons,

humbled by your presence,

touched by your love,

and hopeful for .... everything.

You are there.

Time Waits For No One.. Treasure Every Moment

I stole this from my friend Brandi's facebook profile.  Apparently, it has been around for a while, but I had never seen it and thought it was absolutely AMAZING!!

To realize

The value of a  sister/brother

Ask  someone

Who doesn't have one.

To  realize

The value of ten  years:

Ask a  newly

Divorced couple.

To  realize

The value of  four years:

Ask a  graduate.

To  realize

The value of one  year:

Ask a student  who

Has failed a  final exam

To  realize

The value of  nine months:

Ask a mother who  gave birth to a  stillborn.

To  realize

The value of one  month:

Ask a  mother

Who has given  birth to

A premature  baby.

To  realize

The value of one  week:

Ask an editor of  a weekly  newspaper.

To  realize

The value of one  minute:

Ask a  person

Who has missed  the train, bus or  plane..

To  realize

The value of  one-second:

Ask a  person

Who has survived an  accident.

Time waits for  no one.

Treasure every  moment you have.

You will  treasure it even more  when

You can share it  with someone  special.

To realize the  value of a friend or family  member:

LOSE  ONE.

Thirty Minutes...

If thirty minutes is all I have,
then why not start with a kiss,
the type that feels like bliss.

If thirty minutes is all I have,
then why not start with a smile,
then maybe you can stay for a while.

If thirty minutes is all I have,
then why not dare to touch,
the way I love it so much.

If thirty minutes is all I have,
then maybe we should sit in silence,
and then we'll see what we feel defies science.

If thirty minutes is all I have,
then I shall do all those things,
because thirty minutes is a beautiful blessing.