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.
11 comments:
Hello Isadora.
Thank you for your visit...you`re welcome in all my blogs.
You have beautifull pictures here. If you like photography, you can also visit my blog about photography:
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Kiss
I always enjoy looking at the work artisans have for sale. They work so hard, usually for too little money...here in Canada, anyway.
I was in Budapest so many years ago...its one of my favorite town in Europe...I love your picture!
Thanks for your visit in my blog...come back when do you want
kiss
Hi Isadora, I'm back again after an illness and short stay in the hospital. I've missed you all and hope that my return is my regular so I can see great photos such as these. Folk art is a wonderful artistic craft!
I like the way the shops are set up. Looks like a very interesting place to shop and explore.
I like those small shops probably full of colorful and interesting handmaids’. Nice place for exhibition of various crafts. It is also a nice way of self-expression which by the way can help to artists to make some money from their sales.
Folk art is interesting. I would love to take a look inside
One of my friends will be visiting there next week and promised to bring back lots of photos! Yours are lovely. Cheers from West Sacramento Photo of the Day.
I just love folk art...it has ancient roots connecting us with a past we've missed...
Really interesting, Isadora.
I also enjoy the expositions of the antique dealers in the little streets of the villages.
I love these places too Isadora. I admire the crafts and handiwork and the talent and beautiful artistry that goes into each item. Neat photos again.
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