What if the question is not why I am so infrequently the person I really want to be, but why do I so infrequently want to be the person I really am?

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

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!

When we surrender when we do not fight with life when it calls upon us we are lifted and the strength to do what needs to be done finds us.

I 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, “Yes!”

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.

... 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.