Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Stressed Out!!!

This is an understatement. I will not bore you with my thoughts because they are far from fun or kind for that matter. My moods are so across the bored I can barely keep up with myself...possibly because I was taking a running break after the marathon, this never proves to be a good idea. Somedays I wish my life story was written with all of the answers so I could quit making the wrong decisions. Do not give me the "life's not easy" crap, I find this to be annoying!!!

I was surfing some blogs today and ran across another poem that I like and had forgotten about. This actually helped my wacky mood and I continue to plod on making decisions and not worrying about the outcome...this little engine can!!!

Note- It's long and a little mushy, so if you're not the mushy kind don't read it;)

The Invitation

By Oriah Mountain Dreamer

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 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

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 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.

12 comments:

Buzz said...

Sorry, I'm not the mushy kind, looks like a great poem though.

Tiffany said...

Ummm we love your poem and stuff but would rather hear details about your man? Thanks.

:) TIFF

Kenny said...

You don't need my encouragement: you're a marathoner for crying out loud. You kick ass and take names for fun!

I say go pound some ground and remind yourself of your overall kick-assedness.

And then come back and give us the juicy details Tiff requested!!! :-)

Erin said...

Hang in there, Katie. At least this is happy stress with a new career instead of angry/unhappy stress with your old job.

Panera again? Hell yeah!

MikeW said...

I want to know how many people actually read the entire thing.

Tiffany said...

Seriously... as I was flying 8,294 miles yesterday to San Francisco... all I could think was, "I hope Katie updates her blog, I hope Katie updates her blog."

WELL?!?!

Kenny said...

I checked this blog, like a Brazillion times and it was never updated. I guess I'll just stick with Erin's...

The_Jarvis_Girl said...

I read it! :) All of it. Our Katie can dance with wildness, see beauty, encourage us to shout "yes" (<--and I mean that in a sweet and not naughty way), and always improves the company we keep. Chin up. Pink toe-nails out. Your big fan, --sj

Faithful Soles said...

Katie, I know how you feel about the stress, but I find running to be a great stress reliever, as I'm sure you do as well. Good job in the Austin Marathon. I'm sure you probably passed me somewhere along mile 15-20 (my shin finally gave out on me around mile 16, but I finished).

By the way, thank you again for linking to our Blog Database on the main Faithful Soles web site. We now have running bloggers from 37 states in the USA and 20 other countries.

Mike said...

If I can spend six hours in a tiny cave and put off resume reviewing to write about it you can blog for like 15 minutes, no?

Tiffany said...

OK, it is 2:03 AM PST (5:03 EST) and I finally got back to the hotel after hanging out with Britney Spears in LA. She even asked, "When is Katie updating her blog?!?!?!"

Come on!! Peer pressure is a beautiful thing :)

Katie said...

Ok, Ok, Ok...I will post something very boring this evening when school lets out. Not to worry life is way better...just not much to post or things that my parents can't read about;)

Ostrich- you're asking me to update...what did you take a 6 month hiatus...just kidding...you are so right.

Tiff & Kenny- I love that y'all check my blog a brazillion times...I will get back to blogging;)