Archive | October, 2012

My Story….In Poetry

21 Oct

I have shared my story…in poetry over the past year.  It has been a journey that I am soooo grateful for having.  You see, without the experiences that I had, I would not be the woman I am today.  Trust me, I am NOT perfect…I still make mistakes – and big ones. However, instead of viewing them as mistakes, I am going to view them as lessons.  The more lessons I learn the better person I will be!

I know that GOD has a “special someone” for me and I am in NO hurry, as I want to make sure that I make the right decision going forward. I have made mistakes in the past, however, I refuse to live with regrets, every experience has been beautiful and painful; yet, I choose to continue moving forward and remain positive. I believe that it is far better to forgive the person that has hurt me ~ as well as keeping them in my prayers – remember they are hurting too. This small thing has allowed me to move on.

My journey continues and I am going to experiment, by going deeper within myself to share my story in more depth a little at a time. I hope you will continue with me, as I so appreciate all your comments – they are so encouraging and I thank you!

Stay tuned for “Stronger Than I Know” ~ my story in poetry 🙂 book!!!

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The Invitation…By Oriah Mountain Dreamer

3 Oct

I absolutely love this poem and thought it was worth sharing…

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 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 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, be realistic,
or 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.
I want to know if you can be faithless and therefore be trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty
Even when it is not pretty every day,
And if you can source your life
From its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure,
Yours and mine,
And still stand on the edge of a 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 for the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you are, 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.

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