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Welcome!!!
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Sometimes we have a tendancy to get caught up in the everyday hustle and bustle of daily survival and forget to take those few moments to reflect on the things in life that are truly important to us. In our struggle to build and improve our lives we often neglect to stop and appreciate the gifts that we recieve on a daily basis. We take for granted our friendships, those we love, ourselves, the beauty of the world around us both great and small. So please take a moment, take a few deep breaths, be still, and find yourself in the quiet. For it is there that our true self really lies.
Ladyhawk38
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The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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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 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 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'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 God's 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, 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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An Indian Prayer
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An Indian Prayer
O' Great Spirit Whose voice
I hear in the winds,
And Whose breath gives
life to all the world,
hear me! I am small and
weak, I need your strength
and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty,
and make my eyes ever behold
the red purple sunset.
 Make my hands respect the
things you have made and my
ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise so that I may
understand the things You
have taught my people,
Let me learn the lessons You
have hidden in every
leaf and rock,
I seek strength not to be
greater than my brother, but
to fight my greatest enemy,
myself.
Make me always ready to come
to You with clean hands
and straight eyes,
So when life fades, as the
fading sunset, my spirit may
come to you without shame.
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