Wednesday, December 28, 2011

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, 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. 
I want to know if you can be faithless and therefore be 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 a 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 the night of grief and despair,
Weary and bruised to the bone, 
And do what needs to be done for the children.

It doesn't interest me who you are, 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.

Thank You

Its so blazing hot down here its refreshing to see a white christmas

As the year  approaches its end, we are constantly reminded of the moments that made the year eventful, both the ups, and the downs...And as usual, this is the time I find myself most grateful for the people in my life who've kept me afloat during my trying times and who've laughed with me during the lovely times.

I wish you all a pleasant,prosperous and memorable 2012.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Beneath the Namibian sky

Visiting the Himbas of Namibia

It's refreshing to see people still proud of their culture and traditions, not affected by modernity. We often forget who we are, where we come from, and how precious everything is.
Love the skin you're in.

Friday, December 9, 2011

Raiding his closet

Sweater/Mr.Price,black vest/gifted,belt/Mr.Price,pants/My brother's, Heels/thrifted
I just love the fact that most of my brother's old formal pants are perfect for me, especially since I can never find the perfect size in the women's sections

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Live space

A quick shot of colour
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I'll have to relocate soon to be nearer to school and as always the thought of something new, in this case a flat or apartment has got me all excited. Just the anticipation alone has got me looking for all sorts of ideas online on how to make the new place unique.
Here are some pretty good ideas I'd like to incorporate into the space in some way or other.

Covered light switches
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