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Facing yourself and the stuff that truly matters

Sacred dreams is a Facebook group I follow and where I find inspiration quite frequently. It’s a feeling of belonging, of having found your tribe members, a sense of knowing and understanding.

Take a look at Oriah Mountain Dreamer, “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 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 betrayers 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, be realistic, remembering 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 an 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 love 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 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.


Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I am the one, holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but that everything has purpose. I’ve made my mistakes, don’t we all, but I see them as growing pains and they are a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time, but in a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off the hamster wheel in an effort to change my future. I didn’t land all that soft, but I can say that I’m still proud to have found the courage to do it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of moments and I chase memories, instead of the material stuff. Less is more, and the motto is quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. Somehow I go against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you dare, you soon realize that it is the only way if you don’t want to lose who you are. Just like most, my past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But that’s the past and it’s history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard and accepted and still life is hard and our path is full of stumbling blocks. If we can see the lessons in adversity we may realize that the toughest moments are often our greatest teachers. There is a reason for the saying that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it might be darkness that will show you the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

8 thoughts on “Facing yourself and the stuff that truly matters

  1. I like myself today, and I like you very much indeed.
    I will stand at centre of the fire with you and surround you with my love.
    And I can see the beauty in both of us.
    Love and cherishing thoughts. 💖💖💖

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    1. Doing my happy dance over here and love to read this. Besides loving that you feel good about yourself I’m in great company standing in the fire. Wouldn’t trade it and thank you from the bottom of my heart.
      Xoxo much love to you my friend ❤️


  2. To be totally accepted by ourselves is that ‘unconditional’ we all seek. That happiness we look for ‘out there’ but is gently waiting within.
    Beautiful words dear lady, may your inner accept your love and laughter too. Even the bits left over and let go, they too shared their love in finding yours ❤️

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    1. So beautifully said Mark. Thank you kindly. I have come to believe that a truly powerful healer has to be extremely wounded from the experiences that have shaped him/her into who they are meant to be. The old adage “no pain, no gain” holds true here as well. Without having experienced pain, there can’t be understanding and compassion. There can’t be wisdom and guidance to be passed on. I believe it is in China or Japan that when for piece of pottery etc. breaks, the part with the crack is beautified to show that despite of not being perfect, you can still be beautiful. I think the more cracks we have, the brighter the light within and it is beautiful to let it shine to the outside world.
      I am rambling on but I think you know exactly what o am talking about and your light is blinding bright my friend. ❤️xo

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      1. It is a truth and you are expressing it perfectly Rhapsody. We cannot ‘know’ until we experience it, and that is why this world is so perfect. I can explain everything down to the tiniest detail, but it is but a guide, each must take those steps and in doing it themselves they will then fully appreciate just what this journey has found…simply because they have done it for themselves.
        If we get everything ‘given’ to us we never appreciate it fully because we don’t have any idea what went into creating it. But to ‘create’ us, it is a very personal and loving journey…even the hard bits are those loving cracks where the light spills forth.
        You have much light coming through dear lady, be proud of that, the love within it is a glow all its own…your own ❤️ xox

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      2. This means so much Mark. It’s been such a painful journey, but the only we can learn and grow ourselves. It’s like you said if everything was given to us we’d never understand and value the meaning.
        Hugs xoxoxoxo ❤️🙏🏼

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