My Invitation

by bkajlich

Tonight will be a short post, I apologize.  I am traveling tomorrow and as always have waited until the last moment to pull my things together. At least life is never dull🙂  My sit tonight was pretty uneventful.  I found myself deep in my thoughts the entire time.  Thinking about friends I am worried about, things I mean to do, and of course…. writing this blog.  I have to tell you that I really never thought anyone would actually read it, beyond my mom and sister of course.  And they’re obligated because we each pulled each other into this mess.  To receive feedback on how it has touched you or helped you has meant the world to me.  After my sit I made myself a cup of tea. I like this brand “Yogi” that has zen sayings printed on the tea tag.  Tonight’s said “Let your heart speak to other’s hearts.”  And I guess that’s what I am trying to do here isn’t it?  Reaching out to you in the hopes that we may find a little common ground.  Nothing earth shattering,  just a little kernel of truth here and there.  I have a ratty torn piece of paper that I keep folded in my purse at all times.  It’s a poem that my father sent me 10 years ago.  To this day I look to it when I want to be reminded of what’s truly important.  I would like to share it with all of you.  Consider this your official “Invitation” to join me in honoring and celebrating the gift that is you.  

The Invitation by 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 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 center 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
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
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 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.  xx