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Interest Me

What Interests Me

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 to meet 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 centre of your own sorrow
If you have been opened by life’s betrayals
Or if you have become shriveled and closed
From fear
Or 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 wilderness
And let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
Without cautioning us to
Be careful
Be realistic
To remember the limitations of being human

It doesn’t matter to 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
And if you can source your life
From its presence

I want to know if you can live with failure
Your and mine
And still stand on the edge of the lake
And shout to the silver 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 despair
Weary and bruised to the bone
And do what needs to be done
To feed the children
I love this – and this could be love

It doesn’t interest me who you know
Or how you came here
I want to know if you will stand
In the centre of 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 cam be alone with yourself
And if you truly like the company you keep
In the empty moments

(**I do not take any credit for writing this beautiful piece, Its inspirational and I just wanted to share it's beauty. I came across it years ago and do not know the author**)


Live Life

Live Life

Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away they were meant to be there. To serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or to figure out whom you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be, but you lock eyes with them and you know at that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.


Sometimes things may happen to you at a time that may seem horrible, painful and unbearable. You will realize that without overcoming these obstacles you would have never realized your potential, strength, will power or heart.


Everything happens for a reason, nothing happens by chance or by means of luck. Illness, love and lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, life would be dull.


The people you meet affect your life. The successes and downfalls that you experience can create who you are and the bad experiences can always be learned from. If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart, forgive them because they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart to.


If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but also because they are teaching you to love and open your heart and eyes to little things. Make everything count. Appreciate everything you possibly can. For you may never experience it again.

 (**I do not take credit for writing this, I just love it and wanted to share it**)

Stand Up Against Racism

A 50- something year old white woman arrived at her seat on a crowded flight and immediately didn't want the seat. The seat was next to a black man. Disgusted, the woman immediately summoned the flight attendant and demanded a new seat. The woman said "I cannot sit here next to this black man." The fight attendant said "Let me see if I can find another seat." After checking, the flight attendant returned and stated "Ma'am, there are no more seats in economy, but I will check with the captain and see if there is something in first class." About 10 minutes went by and the flight attendant returned and stated "The captain has confirmed that there are no more seats in economy, but there is one in first class. It is our company policy to never move a person from economy to first class, but being that it would be some sort of scandal to force a person to sit next to an UNPLEASANT person, the captain agreed to make the switch to first class." Before the woman could say anything, the attendant gestured to the black man and said, "Therefore sir, if you would so kindly retrieve your personal items, we would like to move you to the comfort of first class as the captain doesn't want you to sit next to an unpleasant person." Passengers in the seats nearby began to applause while some gave a standing ovation.

I am Against Racism. Why is there no equality? 

Scattered Pieces.

I am heavy. So heavy, I didn't even realize how heavy I was until a light little dust spec landed on me and I Instantly shattered into a million little pieces. There goes my whole world, my whole being, everything I thought I was and everything I thought I knew. Laying in big chuncks, little chunks, jagged pieces and shards of shattered, scattered pieces of glass. Who knew I was so vulnerable when dropped? Who knew I could shatter so broadly with just another little bit of pressure added on top of me, exspecially as light as a dust spec?

What the hell happened? How did I get to this point in my life? How do I pick up the pieces and put them back together, without all these past scares and secrets seeping and showing through?

Life will never be the same, this hurts badly, deeply, but at last! I am free of the burden of carrying all these secrets and scares around, everything has fallen apart. It certainly won't be easy and pieces will be swept up and tossed out a new creation will be formed.

I am confident that something beautiful will come together with these shattered, scattered pieces.

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Previous Posts
Interest Me, posted November 11th, 2012
Live Life, posted November 11th, 2012
Stand Up Against Racism, posted November 11th, 2012
Scattered Pieces., posted November 5th, 2012

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