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 to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know whether 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.

Loudly declaring our soul's desire can get the blood running and our passions blazing.

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.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.

Sometimes I think there are only two instructions we need to follow to develop and deepen our spiritual life: slow down and let go.