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The Invitation .........It doesn’t interest
mewhat You do for a living.I want to knowwhat You ache forand 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 foolfor
lovefor Your dreamfor 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 sorrowif You have been opened by life’s
betrayalsor have become shrivelled and closedfrom fear of further
pain.I want to know if You can sit with painmine or Your ownwithout
moving to hide itor fade itor fix it.I want to knowif You can be with
joymine or Your ownif You can dance with wildnessand let the ecstasy
fill Youto the tips of Your fingers and toeswithout cautioning usto be
carefulto be realisticto remember the limitationsof being human.It
doesn’t interest me if the story You are telling meis true.I want to
knowif You candisappoint anotherto be true to Yourself.If You can
bearthe accusation of betrayaland not betray Your own soul.If You can
be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.I want to knowif You can see
Beautyeven when it is not prettyevery day.And if You can source Your
own lifefrom its presence.I want to knowif You can live with
failureYours and mineand still stand at the edge of the lakeand shout
to the silver of the full moon,“Yes.”It doesn’t interest meto know
where You liveor how much money You have.I want to knowif You can get
upafter the night of grief and despairweary and bruised to the boneand
do what needs to be doneto feed the children.It doesn’t interest me who
You knowor how You came to be here.I want to know if You will standin
the centre of the firewith meand not shrink back.It doesn’t interest me
where or what or with whomYou have studied.I want to know what sustains
Youfrom the insidewhen all else falls away.I want to know if You can be
alonewith yourselfand if You truly like the company You keepin the
empty moments.
I know who she is and seek the knowlege to hold her to My soul and let her search no more...Her soul is submission so let me empower myself with knowlege to make her desire Me...Because her submission is her power as powerful as My Dominance.
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