It doesnt 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 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,and for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn.t interes't me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, and 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,minr or your own, and if you can dance with wildness and let the ecastasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful,be realistic ,or to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesnt interest me if the story you're telling me is true.I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself,and if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore be trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day,and if you can source your life from God's presence. I want to know if you can live with failure,yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the fullmoon, "yes!"
It doesnt interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair,weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done.
It doesnt interest me who you are or how you came here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrinkback.
It doesnt 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.
My Ideal Person:
I want to make friends with people who come from different parts of the world ,and who has the sense of humour will be better.
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