The Invitation
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
From Dreams of Desire (1995)
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 if you 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 a human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you're 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 faithful 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 these empty moments.
-- Oriah Mountain Dreamer, May 1994
- Oriah Mountain Dreamer
From Dreams of Desire (1995)
© 1995 by Oriah House. All Rights Reserved.
Published by Mountain Dreaming
300 Coxwell Avenue, Box 22546
Toronto, Ontario
Canada M4L 2A0
Oriah writes:
While I am pleased that this piece, The Invitation, has spoken to many others and happy
that it is being shared, I would ask that you honour the original by sharing it as it was
written.
I am a teacher and writer living in Toronto with my two teenage sons. While my family
history includes stories of Scottish, German and Native American descent I am a Canadian
woman, and not an "Indian elder" as has sometimes been reported, being neither
old enough nor wise enough to claim the status of "elder" for any people. I have
had the privilege of studying with and learning from the wisdom of Native American elders
who gave me the medicine name, Mountain Dreamer.
My first book, Confessions of a Spiritual Thrillseeker is
currently out of print. I am now working on a book entitled The Invitation, expanding on
the thoughts and teachings held within this smaller piece. Dreams of Desire is a small
collection of poetry only available through Mountain Dreaming.
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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