Profound inspiration

This is a little long but worth it. My sister sent it to me, it was written by a friend of hers. The closer it gets to my surgery date (3 days) the more sentimental and philosophical I get.. I have sent you my invitation, The note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of living. Don't jump up and shout, "Yes this is what I want! Let's do it!" Just stand up quietly and dance with me. Show me how you follow your deepest desires, Spiraling down into the ache within the ache, And I will show you how I reach inward and open outward To feel the kiss of the Mystery, sweet lips on my own every day. Don't tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart. Show me how you turn away from making another wrong without Abandoning your self when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved. Tell me a story of who you are, And see who I am in the stories I am living. And together we will remember that each of us has a choice. Don't tell me how wonderful things will be... someday. Show me how you can risk being completely at peace, Truly okay with the way things are right now in this moment, And again in the next and the next. I have heard enough warrior stories of heroic daring. Tell me how you crumble when you hit the wall, The place you cannot go by the strength of your own will. What carries you to the other side of the wall, to the fragile beauty of your own humanness? And after we have shown each other how we have set and kept the Clear, healthy boundaries that help us live side by side with each other, Let us risk remembering that we never stop silently loving those we once loved out loud. Take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance, The places where you can risk letting the world break your heart, And I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet The stars overhead make my heart whole again. Show me how you take care of business Without letting the business determine who you are. When the children are fed but still the voices within and around us Shout that the soul's desires have too high a price, Let us remind each other that it is never about the money. Show me how you offer to your people and the world The stories and the songs you want your children's children to remember, And I will show you how I struggle, Not to change the world, but to love it. Sit beside me in the long moments of shared solitude, Knowing both our absolute aloneness and our undeniable belonging. Dance with me in the silence and in the sound of small daily words, holding neither against me at the end of the day. And when the sound of the declarations of our sincerest Intentions has died away on the wind, Dance with me in the infinite pause before the next great inhale Of the breath that is breathing us all into being, Not filling the emptiness from the outside or from within. Don't say, "Yes!" Just take my hand and dance with me. By Oriah Mountain Dreamer - 2001