September 21st, 2012
Dear Future Husband, This Is How I Feel.
Ok…so there are a million things I could talk about today.
Like, the lesson I learned last weekend while shooting lots of guns (basically…when you’re scared of something, it usually means there is some growth that is wanting to happen that you just need to push through).
Or my thoughts and feelings about my upcoming hunting trip this weekend (excited!curious.conflicted)
Or how it’s weird leaving the house I’ve been renting for the past ten days to start traveling again, just as I was getting settled in.
But really, I just wanted to share this poem with you. I stumbled upon it (from my awesome coach friend, Rebecca) while distractedly checking Facebook instead of actually writing this post.
I have never read a poem that so much summed up exactly how I feel about love. And the kind of person I want to end up with. So here it is and I hope you enjoy it.
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 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
to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me
I want to know if you can
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
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,
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
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
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.
-Oriah Mountain Dreamer
What do you think? Do you agree with any of this?
Also…it’s Gratitude Friday. The time where we get to share with each other the things we’re all grateful for. I’ll go, then you go.
I’m grateful for:
This poem. Old friends that remind me of things that I tend to forget. Being included. Being alone. Seeing a great live band. Being surprised. A coffee shop with an extensive tea list. Good conversation. Coaching. My amazing photographer and friend, Nikki Jumper. Shantastical. Hoop earrings. Braids. Painting my nails. Cuddling with my pup. Men who can cook (thanks Tyson and Johnny for feeding me this week). Country music. Being on this adventure. Being out of my comfort zone. Writing. Reaching out for help. All of you reading.
Ok…now you go. Leave a comment below and tell the things you are grateful for this week. Have a killer weekend. See you after the jump!
WOW what an AMAZING message by a powerful woman who reminds me of your deep soul. And aside from this powerful message and intention I can tell you that whoever this man is, who will be worthy of your love is one incredibly lucky and blessed soul.
As to what I’m grateful for, your email earlier this week is among the top things in my list.
I love you friend.
What a beautiful poem, thanks for sharing!
This week I am thankful for old memories and making new ones.
As always, thank YOU for your wonderful posts and especially for understanding and being compassionate about my busy life right now. I am also thankful for the ability to make tough decisions, all my brave friends who are making choices that will forever make them stronger (and inspire me to do the same), meeting people I instantly feel a bond with, a good craft beer, the feeling of being trusted, my mom, my husband’s sense of humor and silly dancing, rainy days, sunny days, a wonderful landlord, and my adorable nieces and nephews who always remind me what live is all about… enjoying it!
Wow! Wow! That one hit home….. I just listed on Match.com last night. Scary…. Definitely out of my comfort zone. I am grateful for my 3 beautiful children and the two loving Dads they have. I am grateful for my gray haired amazing mama who is beginning her own difficult journey of becoming a life coach and leaving a broken marriage, I am grateful for my passion and commitment to the work, I am grateful for my sweet nurturing home that provides such a lovely place to “just be,” I am grateful for walk in the park, my lady friends who rock, I am grateful for the fear – as it lets me know I am growing too and getting closer to living my ideal life.
SO PROUD OF YOU!!! – (except the killing bambi’s mom part – hello?! j/k – ok, not really)
I love the invitation & oriah mountain dreamer – have you read her book? you would love it! One of my fave poems of all time.
You are such a gift on this planet!
Love to you always and in all ways.
Sally, I love that poem! It’s all about being ‘with’ which I’m always working on with myself and my clients. And yet it reminds me a lot of Rumi with the spiritual dept.
I’m getting married in a little over 2 weeks in Kauai, and I’m grateful for that big time. It took a long time to ‘find’ my husband, but it was worth the wait. I’m also grateful for the Hawaiian priest we chose to marry us. I wouldn’t want it any other way…on the beach in an area where whales have been known to play with dolphins, surrounded by natural beauty.
Thank you for emails, I always enjoy them, so refreshing!
I am grateful for . . . YOU! I loved this poem and I am so glad you had such a wonderful experience in Bozeman! There are such good people there! I am also grateful that I was able to spend a good portion of my life there, learning lessons, loving life amidst the beauty, and meeting some of my favorite people ever! You go girl!
Why was I not surprised to see this particular poem on your blog? When I got your email and you referred to it, in my mind I said “She has discovered the Invitation”! Rose exposed me to this years ago and I had the same reaction … tears from the beauty and potential a love like that can have and a resounding YES, I want that TOO!!!
I am grateful for you and how you inspire us all, constantly! Grateful for the unconditional love of friends. Grateful for the people that have been in my life for 10+ years who love me more today than they did when we first met. Grateful for conversations that clear the air and also deepen your connection with the other person. Grateful that I had this experience at Google. Grateful that I have managed to still hold on to my positivity throughout the rocky times and have created some freaking magic in my life.
Love you dude. Have the most amazing weekend ever. XO
I am always grateful, everyday, for everything (even things that get me mad..because I always figure there is a lesson there) Grateful for my 3 beautiful daughters as always, grateful for my job, grateful for the Autumn weather here on the East Coast, grateful for my FWB (wish it was more but still so grateful for him), grateful for new friends I have met , grateful for old friends that have resurfaced in my life, I have so very little but I have my girls and a roof over my head, and we have each other. God is good <3 I want to be you when I "grow up" and have time to travel across the country in a van with my dog, its been on my bucket list for so many years. Take lots of pictures!!!! Stay safe.
Oh Miss Sally…. the whole time you were here, The Invitation was sitting right there in my bookcase! Funny how it finds people… and when!
Grateful for our fun chat this week, for healthy dogs and Art classes that make me see the world in a different way.
LOVE AND RELATED EVENTS
The morning of mourning for a second’ s separation
The tingling beauty of the solo drive home
With that perfect song that transports you
That takes you out of yourself, into the sky
Into every bit of life
I am the mountains and the palms
I am the air between us all
I breathe in love, I exhale bits of me
Oh, the sweetest pain of the greatest beauty
I am higher than I have ever been
Or ever will be
Baby baby baby, when all your love is gone
Knowing that it could be, this gift taken in a single flash
Makes every breath so much more precious
I am floating and feeling only that which has consumed me
Has dissolved every molecule of my flesh
Has cleansed every doubt of my soul
I am, in this moment, the perfect being.
I may never have this drive again
But I know that it’s possible
And I must aspire to these mornings
Attributable to life itself, the real source
And not to the judgment of another.
Oh, one other thing:
How to know when you’re going through a breakup: You get up in the morning, and find a half full wineglass with chocolate fingerprints on it. ;)
This is genius. You are genius. Love love love that you did this. You rock.