3.06.2004

To avoid confusion, this was sent to me through email. Whoever wrote this is now my heroine.


For Him

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for, and if you 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 circling 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
close from the 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,
to 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's
not pretty,
everyday, 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 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 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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haaaaaaaaaaaay buhay.....

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