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.
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.
14 comments:
It's that whole flock mentality thing.
Cool rooftops.
~Oswegan
I bet there is a whole lot of bird poopie up there. Great shot.
sandy
From sculpted to live...what a transition...GREAT!!!! Cathy
Maybe they feel warm hearts below. Great shot.
Love the rooftops but feel sorry for the person who has to clean them ;) - but like the real birds a bit more than the sculpted ones.
Oh that is a lot of birds, wonder how they will clean all that bird poop off of there. Great shot
Wonder if any of you had visited Fenix post back in early December when she had depicted one house in the neighborhood that was covered with pigeons and none on the other rooftops. That is what I was thinking when I saw these rooftops and the same thing here! What must be the difference??
They probably sense that the owner of the roof is 'friendly' to birds.
joy
Your Love Coach
The Goddess In You
Norwich Daily Photo
Amazing photo of rooftops and birdies.
By the way, let me wish you a HAPPY NEW YEAR and that all of your dreams come true!
Nice one...
Feliz Ano Novo (Portuguese)
Happy New Year.
Isadora,
thanks for your stop over on my blog. The travel of 3,000 miles was only one month, we left the week before the end of sept and came back in Oct.
Happy New Year to you
it might be that, because of poor insulation, some roofs are warmer than others and therefore more attractive to our feathered friends's tootsies?
and what cool buildings too! Have a wonderful New Year
Wonderful rooftop and bird image. Happy New Year to you Isadora!
Post a Comment