Wednesday, March 08, 2006

The Dance

I have sent you my invitation,
the note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of living.
Don’t jump up and shout, "Yes, this is what I want! Let’s do it!"
Just stand up quietly and dance with me.

Show me how you follow your deepest desires,
spiraling down into the ache within the ache,
and I will show you how I reach inward and open outward
to feel the kiss of the Mystery, sweet lips on my own, every day.

Don’t tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart.
Show me how you turn away from making another wrong without abandoning
yourself when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved.

Tell me a story of who you are,
and see who I am in the stories I live.
And together we will remember that each of us always has a choice.

Don’t tell me how wonderful things will be . . . some day.
Show me you can risk being completely at peace,
truly okay with the way things are right now in this moment,
and again in the next and the next and the next. . .

I have heard enough warrior stories of heroic daring.
Tell me how you crumble when you hit the wall,
the place you cannot go beyond by the strength of your own will.
What carries you to the other side of that wall, to the fragile beauty
of your own humanness?

And after we have shown each other how we have set and kept the clear,
healthy boundaries that help us live side by side with each other, let us risk remembering
that we never stop silently loving those we once loved out loud.

Take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance,
the places where you can risk letting the world break your heart.
And I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet and the
stars overhead make my heart whole again and again.

Show me how you take care of business
without letting business determine who you are.
When the children are fed but still the voices within and around us shout that
soul’s desires have too high a price,
let us remind each other that it is never about the money.

Show me how you offer to your people and the world
the stories and the songs
you want our children’s children to remember.
And I will show you how I struggle not to change the world,
but to love it.

Sit beside me in long moments of shared solitude,
knowing both our absolute aloneness and our undeniable belonging.
Dance with me in the silence and in the sound of small daily words,
holding neither against me at the end of the day.

And when the sound of all the declarations of our sincerest
intentions has died away on the wind,
dance with me in the infinite pause before the next great inhale
of the breath that is breathing us all into being,
not filling the emptiness from the outside or from within.

Don’t say, "Yes!"Just take my hand and dance with me.

~© Oriah Mountain Dreamer~


Melissa said...

Hi Smiley :-)

I just came from myspace over to Rose's blog and then here(but you already knew that didn't you? LMAO) and I just had to comment to ya.

I seen the "favored one" one comment. I have some suggestions if you don't mind sarcastic critism???? If you do, please don't read any further, would hate to lose a friend.

The Choosen One, The Almighty One, The Princess One, The Queen Bee, The Queen Bitch, The One and Only, The Arrogant One, The Cocky One......LMAO

Just joking.....LOL.....I'm in a decent mood today, can you tell?

I am still working on the SB mystery (Hi SB), wouldn't mind at all if you dropped me a hint or two, lol......

Well off to kill time.....Later days :-)

SmileyTD said...

Hello, Melissa. Of course...I know exactly where you came from...and where you're goin', too. hahaha

Seems like just about everywhere there is a post made on the blogs, you end up being the subject du jour...hence the "favored one" comment. I thought I was being nice by using that term. heh (All of those names you mentioned are quite amusing, though. "The Arrogant One" is my personal fave.)

As far as the "SB mystery", you'll have to take that up with him. LOL

Glad you're in such a good mood today. Hope you have a great evening. :)

Melissa said...

Too bad I can erase myself from the blogs subject menu, lol!

I like the favored one :-) Just thought I might suggest a few more...hahaha.....I must say I favor The Queen just sortof fits me today :-) lmao....

My mood is winding down and sleep is steadily approaching :-(

As for the SB mystery, any tips on how to get it out of him? LOL....I could always bribe, no wait, I can't do that :-) Maybe simple reasoning.....I got it, I will beg!!!! Please, please, please SB let me know who you are, lmao!

Sloopy said...

It is better to be believed a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.

A campaign poster accompanied by one who touts herself as Queen Bitch. You should suggest this to Hillary Clinton in 2008.

Melissa said...

Sloppy, I see nothing wrong with joking at myself. I can do that just fine.

I am a Bitch, at least I don't deny it or try to pretend im not.

Neither however make me a fool. The real fools are the ones who pretend to be something they are not.

Southern Boy said...

GM TD!!!

That is a beautiful poem!!

Have A Southern Day!

Southern Boy said...


Nice to see ya out in the blogs again.

Have A Southern Day

SmileyTD said...

Thank you very much, SB!! Glad you like it. Good morning to you too, by the way. :) Hope your day goes well.