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:
Thank you Isadora!!
I just learned of my Irish heritage a couple of weeks ago!!!
It's wonderful when holidays of each culture within a country are recognized and celebrated. I'll pass on the green beer though LOL.
It is the green beer that most people enjoy. Nice reminder.
Great post!
IRISH BLESSINGS!
May soft gentle breezes brush o'er your face,
For each loving touch is God's warm embrace.
May you have enough for all that you need,
And never be hurt by another one's greed.
The Lord keep you safe from terrible things,
And at the end of this life, lift you up on His wings.
Happy St. Patrick's Day and may the Leprechauns be good to you!
Green beer? In a scotish restaurant? In Budapest? I guess I must really visit one of these days!
Enjoy your celebration!
Happy Paddys Day! I'll have to try the old green beer trick later!
ISADORA
Marvellous new site, with beautiful big and clean photographs but also important comments!
Happy St. Patrick's Day as well!
happy st patty's! we are celebrating at home and just chilling out! raining cats and dogs today.
Sure and isn't that the most glorious picture!!! God Bless you and Keep you!! Cathy
What a lovely blog! I came to you via Mean Mum! Are you Irish living in Hungary, I wonder? I will delve a bit & hopefully find out!
Our celebration was at home, with Corned Beef and Cabbage and beer. :-)
Back again...
Happy Easter to you and to your family from me and Patty.
Imagine this:
Take a picture of your car with your seated in it, going down the super highway at 65 mph. I just put this on my Brookville blog this morning.
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