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.
12 comments:
I absolutely love this time of year. I'm a little surprised at how similar the weather is where we both are right now.
Your photo makes me want to brew some tea and curl up with a good book by the fire!
: )
Yes I too have put my garden to bed...sigh. Lovely photos Isadora - love that soft mist...
It's so nice in Southern California I can leave flowers out for along time...
In fact my cousin is planting a Morning Glory in my back yard tomorrow. I will post a picture when I get my new camera.
Hello Isadora !
Cette année l'automne est joli avec souvent un soleil magnifique...
Tes photos, on les croirait prises maintenant...
yes won't be long and all will be covered in snow and no more green to see accept in photos of the past
great shot
There is definitely a mood to all of these seasons, isn't there? During the fall and winter I drink a lot of tea and love to curl up - be it a book or one of my babies (read that cats) In any case, I am much lazier. :) During the spring and summer it is coffee very early and out the door to the garden.
Morning Glories this time of year would throw off my senses Wanda but I am glad that you have a long season to enjoy them - especially, since these things serve as inspiration to you and we get to enjoy the results.
I'm so envious of you and Janice!! :) but in a nice way.
Oh, that's an inviting scene! Perfect autumn capture.
This is what I suppose autumn can be..Here, sun is still shining,we still wear t-shirts, and take the tea outside...
Yes, it won't be long until frost and snow.
What a pretty place to make a home! I like your road!
I love that top photo.
It's true...and how I LOVE this time of year! The colours are astounding, and I only wish they lasted longer.
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