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my wonderful furry friends
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.
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About Me
Apples and Women
Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they sometimes take the apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. The apples at the top think something is wrong with them. In reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right person to come along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.
Ferko, Gigi, Matyi
my wonderful furry friends
The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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.
Favorite links
- * American_Bedu
- * Andalusina
- * Beyond the Mind's Eye
- * Blogtrotter
- * BostonScape Daily Photo
- * Brushstrokes from the Heart
- * Budapest Resources
- * Designs to Infinity
- * Ikea Hacker
- * Menonite Girls Can Cook
- * Naked Pastor
- * Out and About in New York City
- * PestiSide
- * Photos City Mine
- * Raw Foods with Jessica
- * Rediscover Raw Food
- * Roma
- * Rome
- * Small Glass Planet
- * Something Nice to Talk About
- * Terrell Daily Photo
- * The Food Whore
- * Three Brothers and a Sister
- * Venice Daily Photo
- * Visual St. Paul
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21 comments:
Somebody let Santa down. He has work to do in a week or so.
I don't understand about Santa. I'm more interested in what is going on over at the Internet Cafe.
Poor Santa... he is going to catch a flu...
Looks like Santa got lynched.
Is that the testosterone cafe? Must be a lively place:)
Forget Santa - his day was Dec. 6th. It was the sign for the Testasterone Internet Cafe. You don't know what a struggle it was to stay out :)
This is so funny.... made me laugh tonight.
Thanks for the stop over on my blog. i have added you to my blog roll if that is ok.?
WOW a little weird I think. Thank you for stopping by. I think I will be coming back to see what else you have.
I'm disappointed I don't get to see inside, I'm thinking it could be interesting! :)
Could you go back?
Funny sign.
Pam
These streets are very indicative of local citiscape. Always great to see the other side of the world
hahaha, testosteron for Santa?! OMG!
Santa for sale???
with a fro and a frown you'll get no toys if you don't get me down :o]
Are there lights on the houses there...and trees in the windows of the homes...and stores playing jingle bells?
Poor Santa....that is funny.
What a funny name! Is this a popular place?
Santa may be feeling ineffectual there. Perhaps he should step into the Testerone shop.
Just funny scene of Santa! LOL!
Now that's a man's type of pub.
~Oswegan
Hmmmm.....I'm not sure what to think about that. Thank you for visiting my blog.
I see the group is divided on this - some of you had noticed the TESTASTERONE sign which was what I thought funny and others were puzzled by Santa. Probably the season, we are simply zoned in on the red suit :)
No, it is not likely that I'll get a chance to go back to Warsaw but I was simply not brave enough to venture inside. Perhaps if I spoke the language but I would not know if they were welcoming me or saying something about a dumb foreign very 'blond' woman. :)
OMG they hanged Santa!!!!
LOL
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