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I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your hearts longing.
It dosen’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 sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further 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 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 be 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 accusation of betrayal and not betray your soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty, even when its 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 on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the 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’ll 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 emotions.
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
I came across The Invitation during my training it resonated with me on so many levels for most of my twenties I attended events with my ex-partner feeling inadequate, he had studied to PhD level I was not, we came from a different worlds, for want of better words a hippy and a scientist collided. The things that I felt mattered love, joy, happiness, sitting with people’s pain, truth were over shadowed by what I did for a living, salary, qualifications and pretending to be something I was not to fit in.
Oriah Mountain Dreamer addressed the lie I had lived for many years highlighting the important things the things that I had forgotten and even lied to myself about mattering. Yes having a roof over my head is important but is my post code really a reflection on who i was and am as a person?
Most people myself included get swept along by what is considered as successful by society, family and friends, following rules that do not sit well with them, denying their needs and desires, fearful of breaking away because they may be disowned internalising their thoughts and feelings.
Counselling enables clients to verbalise the thoughts feelings and desires that they haven’t voiced before. It provides the space for someone to discover the truth of who they are without having to pretend that everything is ok.