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dk-thrive · 4 months
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I love this time – the in-between time, the time after all the gatherings and lights, the time before we swing back into the regular routines of the new year. It is the crack between the worlds, the place where dreaming can unfold and then spiral into being quickly and quietly. It is a place where, if we want them to, solitude and silence can surround us and the soul-hungers we have abandoned can find us once again. It is a time to listen deeply, to stay with stillness open to the impulse to move from the deepest part of what we are.
— Oriah Mountain Dreamer, (Oriahmountaindreamer.com, December 30, 2013) (via Make Believe Boutique)
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Voglio sapere se riesci a stare con la gioia,
la mia o la tua,
se riesci a ballare selvaggiamente
lasciando che l’estasi ti riempia fino alle estremità delle dita delle mani e dei piedi
senza ricordarci di stare attenti,
o di essere realistici,
né per rammentarci i limiti dell’essere umano.
Non mi interessa se la storia che mi stai raccontando è vera.
Voglio sapere se riesci a deludere un altro
pur di essere sincera con te stessa.
Se riesci a sopportare l’accusa di
tradimento senza tradire la tua anima.
Se riesci a essere senza fede e perciò degna di fede.
Voglio sapere se riesci a vedere ogni giorno la
bellezza anche quando non è pittorica;
e se riesci a far scaturire la tua vita dalla sua presenza.
Voglio sapere se riesci a vivere col fallimento,
il tuo e il mio, e tuttavia, sul bordo del lago,
a gridare al plenilunio d’argento il tuo «Sì!».
Non mi interessa sapere dove vivi o quanti soldi hai.
Voglio sapere se riesci ad alzarti dopo una notte di dolore e di disperazione
stanca e con le ossa a pezzi
e a fare ciò che va fatto per dar da mangiare ai bambini.
Non mi interessa ciò che sai né come sei giunta qui.
Voglio sapere se starai nel centro del fuoco con me senza tirarti indietro.
Non mi interessa dove o che cosa o con chi hai studiato.
Voglio sapere che cosa ti sostiene da dentro
quando tutto il resto crolla.
Voglio sapere se riesci a stare sola con te stessa
e se ti piace davvero la compagnia che ti fai nei momenti vuoti.
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
_______ Antonio Palmerini
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entheognosis · 1 year
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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 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, remember the limitations of being human. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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fragilityisavirtue · 5 months
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[Art: Seb McKinnon]
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I love this time – the in-between time, the time after all the gatherings and lights, the time before we swing back into the regular routines of the new year. It is the crack between the worlds, the place where dreaming can unfold and then spiral into being quickly and quietly. It is a place where, if we want them to, solitude and silence can surround us and the soul-hungers we have abandoned can find us once again. It is a time to listen deeply, to stay with stillness open to the impulse to move from the deepest part of what we are.
~ Oriah Mountain Dreamer
[The Cosmic Dancer]
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altri-menti · 4 months
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Voglio sapere cosa ti sostiene da dentro quando tutto il resto crolla.
(Oriah Mountain Dreamer, L'invito)
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maslimanny · 6 months
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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.
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.
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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parul206 · 4 months
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respiraprofundoo · 1 year
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“No me importa lo que haces para ganarte la vida. Quiero saber lo que ansías, y si te atreves a soñar con lograr lo que tu corazón desea. No me interesa la edad que tengas. Quiero saber si estás dispuesto a correr el riesgo de quedar como un tonto, por amor, por tus sueños, por la aventura de estar vivo.”
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saktirising · 1 year
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The Invitation
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, be realistic, 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.
By Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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liberecitazioni · 4 months
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Non mi interessa che cosa fai per guadagnarti da vivere. Voglio sapere cosa ti strugge e se osi sognare di ascoltare l‘anelito del tuo cuore
- ORIAH SOGNATORE DI MONTAGNA
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bdkinz · 11 months
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The Invitation - Poem about Life's meaning
As much as I am here to help others and to support them in life’s challenging moments, I would be lying if I didn’t acknowledge how much I have learned from those people with whom I have been privileged to work. The other day, while I was visiting a hospice patient and the person’s family, one of the family members, as we were reflecting on meaning in life, shared the following poem, The…
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susieporta · 1 year
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Oriah Mountain Dreamer in "Al centro del fuoco"
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Non mi interessa che cosa fai per vivere.Voglio sapere che cosa desideri davvero, e se sogni di realizzare ciò che il tuo cuore brama.
Non mi interessa quanti anni hai. Voglio sapere se avrai il coraggio di rischiare, di essere giudicato folle per amore, per il tuo sogno, per l’avventura di essere vivo.
Non mi interessa quali pianeti siano in quadratura con la tua Luna. Voglio sapere se hai toccato il centro del tuo dolore , se le delusioni della vita ti hanno ampliato i tuoi orizzonti o se ti sei ripiegato su te stesso per paura di soffrire ancora. Voglio sapere se sopporti il dolore, mio o tuo, senza cercare di nasconderlo, attenuarlo, eliminarlo.
Voglio sapere se sopporti la gioia, mia o tua, se puoi danzare selvaggiamente e lasciare che l’estasi pervada ogni tua cellula senza raccomandarti di essere prudente, realistico e di ricordare i limiti della condizione umana.
Non mi interessa se la storia che mi stai raccontando è vera. Voglio sapere se riesci a deludere qualcuno per mantenerti fedele a te stesso; se sai sopportare l’accusa di tradimento e non tradire la tua anima, se sai essere senza fede e perciò degno di fede.
Voglio sapere se sai vedere la bellezza, anche quando non è piacevole, ogni giorno, e se riesci a trovare la sorgente della tua vita dalla sua presenza.
Voglio sapere se sai accettare i fallimenti, tuoi e miei, e restare ancora sulla riva di un lago e urlare “ Sì! “ all’argento della luna piena.
Non mi interessa sapere dove vivi o quanti soldi hai. Voglio sapere se sai alzarti, dopo la notte di travaglio e disperazione, stanco e ammaccato, fino all’osso, e fare il tuo dovere per sfamare i tuoi figli.
Non mi interessa sapere chi conosci o come sei giunto qui. Voglio sapere se resterai al centro del mirino insieme a me senza tirarti indietro.
Non mi interessa dove o che cosa o con chi hai studiato. Voglio sapere che cosa ti sorregge dentro quando tutto il resto crolla.
Voglio sapere se sai stare solo con te stesso e se davvero ti piace la compagnia che ti fai nei momenti di vuoto.
-Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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musingsonhumaning · 14 days
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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 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, be realistic, 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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