I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back. 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. Oriah is first and foremost a story-teller, a lover of words and symbols and the stories that lift our spirits, open our hearts and offer us ways to see patterns and create meaning in our lives.
The focus of her life and work has been an on-going inquiry into the Sacred Mystery. Her writing, teaching and personal journey all explore how we can each become the individual we are at the deepest level of being and how we can co-create meaning together in the world. Blending humour, insight and compassion for our human struggles Oriah encourages herself and others to be ruthlessly honest and infinitely kind toward our own strengths and our weaknesses.
Her daily practice includes ceremonial prayer, yoga, meditation and writing. The mother of two grown sons, Oriah lives in Toronto, Canada. Oriah is currently focused on writing. Skip to content. Members Login. Facebook page opens in new window Twitter page opens in new window Instagram page opens in new window.
The Invitation — Oriah Mountain Dreamer. Nov 4 By Oriah Mountain Dreamer Some weeks are more challenging than others, and sometimes some serious showing up is required. Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Accept Cookies We use cookies on our site. Please click accept or review the cookie settings Cookie settings Accept.
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You also have the option to opt-out of these cookies. But opting out of some of these cookies may have an effect on your browsing experience. Necessary Necessary. 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.
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.
Share or Embed Picture. If By Rudyard Kipling. Invictus By William Ernest Henley. Phenomenal Woman By Maya Angelou. Good Timber By Douglas Malloch. True Feelings By Wesley. I love this poem! I came across this when I was It spoke to me like no one else had done. It resonated with my own thoughts and came to help me know that what I believed was not alien; others shared the same beliefs.
Wonderful awakening! This poem is by far my favourite. So much so that I printed and framed it many years ago and it has a special place on my bedroom wall.
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