Wednesday, April 28, 2010

feel like I must have read this before..

but can't place it..

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.

Oriah Mountain Dreamer

Friday, April 16, 2010

Inspirational...awesome...respect ~ Johnny Budden aka "Sticky"

Just had to come by to post about a remarkable guy doing something incredible for a fantastic cause...
Johnny Budden aka "Sticky" who is about to set off on a 1000 mile journey (actually 1300 miles) from John O'Groats to Paris using parkour -
his journey begins on Sunday
and it's all to raise money for Motor Neurone Disease, which is something that possibly scares me more than any other disease.

You can learn more about him and his journey on his web site
The videos of him are amazing...
and you can track his progress as he makes his way down the country.
There is also an interview he did with someone caring for someone with Motor Neurone disease
plus if you wnat to donate then there is a link on his site for that too

I have lots of thoughts / feelings about MND, and also about parkour (and how it touched our life briefly) - loads I could blog about, but I'm not sure it's really that relevant.

what seems most important is a very generous souled guy doing something special to help other people..
Oh and he's also got a wicked sense of fun...tonight he reached 1000 followers on twitter and is going to run ten miles of it naked!