Many times I've walked through Budapest being struck by something I wanted to share. Here, I do just that. What follows are glimpses along life's path that had touched my heart. Enjoy! Budapest Daily Photos recently moved to its own home. The photos here may be enlarged by clicking on them unlike BudapestResources.com website, its previous home.
See what I mean - here is another example. Simply beautiful in the middle of downtown.
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
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 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.
15 comments:
Those are really very beautiful doors. Liked each one of them.
Wonderful detailing, Isadora; right down to the carved ivory doorhandle.
If I tried to put a door like those on one of my buildings, the accountants would have a fit!
These are beautiful. Not only are the carvings on the door but also the play of light on the mellow wood are stunning.
These are indeed beautiful doors.
Thanks for visiting my blog, Isodora. I like your name!
The crafstment who carved these doors..so much skill! Here in Canada we find that craftsmen of the sort who can create these treasures are a dying breed!
Wonderful photos!
hugs NG
Very beautiful!
Beautiful carvings.
Must confess that, though I'm a fan of Budapest, I think I didn't find your blog before; shame on me! Loved to see your beautiful pictures. They make justice to such a beautiful city!
Blogtrotter
Exquisite detail and workmanship, from the stones surrounding the doors to the wire screens to the carving. I'm so glad you've shared them. And thanks for stopping by to see Flat Stanley.
They simply don't, that's right. Delightful wood carvings on those doors.
I do hope the sun won the battle for the sky today. And that it shone beautifully on all the doors.
Thank you all for coming by! The sun didn't come out but it was not a bad day overall.
beautiful indeed!
Wow.... love the detailing. They are beautiful!
Nice looking door with all those intricate carvings. Some people might pass by and never really notice all those details.
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