Tell me, can you see beauty? Can you let it renew your commitment to life, every day? I don't want to wait for death to be near to receive the beauty in my life. I want to be awed every day by the truth-pretty or painful-and let it open me to the beauty that surrounds me and draws me deeper and deeper into my own life.
Oriah DreamerI want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by lifeโs betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!
Oriah DreamerI 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, โYes!โ
Oriah DreamerLoudly declaring our soul's desire can get the blood running and our passions blazing.
Oriah DreamerThere is nowhere to go. What you are looking for is right here. Open the fist clenched in wanting and see what you already hold in your hand
Oriah DreamerIt is hard to be with another's pain if we cannot be with our own. Since I was a child I have always felt a deep sense of responsibility to ease others' pain. But I have discovered that often, beneath this genuine and admirable desire, lies an inability to be with my own sorrow. Several years ago, watching a close friend suffer when a brain aneurysm took away her life as she knew it, I wrote in my journal, "I won't ask much. But if you would just let me save your life, perhaps it will not hurt so much to know I cannot save my own.
Oriah Dreamer