I love coming back to this video. It speaks volumes to knowing yourself and wanting to know others. I am reading Warrior Goddess Training and what I read on pg 10 “Power does not come from who you know, what you do, or how much money you have in the bank” instantly reminded me of your book/video. Thank you - ❤ M - an apprentice Warrior Goddess
@marijanesic12756 жыл бұрын
It is impossible not to cry while listening to such pure, true, beautiful words that hold the inner meaning of being a human...
@VeniaVenia15 жыл бұрын
Same here
@jasmindennis413511 ай бұрын
Absolutely beautiful!!
@gwendolyn9997 Жыл бұрын
Best thing to listen to while falling asleep
@texascheri84452 жыл бұрын
Touched my soul. Thank you
@Love_N_Light2406 ай бұрын
Beautiful! ❤
@Love_N_Light2406 ай бұрын
Someone I met at the airport 22 years have me this book. ❤
@gittameier48616 жыл бұрын
So wunderschoen!! 🌹🌹🎆🎆🎆🌟🌟🌟🌹🌹
@andreebesseau69953 жыл бұрын
Oriah is Canadian.she lives in Toronto.she was my teacher I absolutely dont remenber how i found her.
@86170008 жыл бұрын
so beautiful & peaceful - great listening and watching on a quiet Sunday morning :)
@serenes37304 жыл бұрын
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 centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled 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, 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 centre 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.
@SatyendraYadav-qm4ss4 жыл бұрын
Your Grace....
@gittameier48617 жыл бұрын
Ein wundervolles Video !!! HERZLICHEN Dank
@Nelly-ot8io7 жыл бұрын
The Invitation 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. -Oriah Mountain Dreamer