Divine Insights


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 dreams
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 center of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shriveled 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
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 on the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
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 a 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 center 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.
By Oriah Mountain Dreamer Native American Elder
Love Light Unity
Colours of the Winds
Colors of the Winds
You see my way of living...as a dreamer
And you the One who know the truths the best
But still I can not see
if the diffrence is in me...
how can there be so much that You dont know...
for you to learn and grow...
You think you own the Earth and all Her systems
but can you own something what really is free
I know that every rock, a tree and creature
Has a Life, has a Spirit, has a Name
You think the only people who are people
are the people who look and think like you...
but if you walk the footsteps of a another
You will learn things you never knew,
the most Sacred Truths
Have You ever heard the Spirits calling by your name?
or seen the beauty of the Universal Light?...
Have You ever questioned all of those who says they know how...
How the World was made?...How We are on Earth?...
I want You to stop and really look around you
to open Your Heart and fell it from within...
Can you sing with all the voices of the Mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the Winds?
Come, run the hidden paths of life
Come, see the light of loving Sun
Come feel all the riches all around you
Cos there are Yours to feel the most, to care and love
The Earth and The Sky
are Your Mother and Your Father
The Water, Mountain, Fire, Wind -are your guides
And We are all connected to Each other
In a circle of eternal link that never ends
For wether We are white or copper skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the World,
We need to feel the Earth alive in Us
And protect as You protect what you love the most
How far will your Spirit grow?
If you do not let truth- You will never know...
You can own the Earth and still
All you will own is earth untill
You will change your life, open Your heart
and see the Light within...
Blessings to All of You
Lunar Wolf Solar Jaguar



I am not there


Do not stand at my grave

and weep.

I am not there.

I do not sleep.


I am a thousand winds

that blow.

I am  the diamond glints

on snow.

I am the sunlight

on ripened grain.

I am the gentle

autumn rain.


When you awaken

in the morning's hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars

that shines at night.


Do not stand at my grave

and cry...


I am not there, I did not die.





08/01/2014 Buddhist Centre


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