tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30823597643967076072012-01-18T07:23:01.002-08:00truelivingnoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3082359764396707607.post-6643283416459404322007-09-24T10:39:00.000-07:002007-09-24T10:43:20.200-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_atLrC4awt68/Rvf2qQ94l-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/uHKhS-Kqls0/s1600-h/re+betty+.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_atLrC4awt68/Rvf2qQ94l-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/uHKhS-Kqls0/s400/re+betty+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113827107871954914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" >All the true vows<br />are secret vows<br />the ones we speak out loud<br />are the ones we break.<br /><br />There is only one life<br />you can call your own<br />and a thousand others<br />you can call by any name you want.<br /><br />Hold to the truth you make<br />every day with your own body,<br />don't turn your face away.<br /><br />Hold to your own truth<br />at the center of the image<br />you were born with.<br /><br />Those who do not understand<br />their destiny will never understand<br />the friends they have made<br />nor the work they have chosen<br /><br />nor the one life that waits<br />beyond all the others.<br /><br />By the lake in the wood<br />in the shadows<br />you can<br />whisper that truth<br />to the quiet reflection<br />you see in the water.<br /><br />Whatever you hear from<br />the water, remember,<br /><br />it wants you to carry<br />the sound of its truth on your lips.<br /><br />Remember,<br />in this place<br />no one can hear you<br /><br />and out of the silence<br />you can make a promise<br />it will kill you to break,<br /><br />that way you'll find<br />what is real and what is not.<br /><br />I know what I am saying.<br />Time almost forsook me<br />and I looked again.<br /><br />Seeing my reflection<br />I broke a promise<br />and spoke<br />for the first time<br />after all these years<br /><br />in my own voice,<br /><br />before it was too late<br />to turn my face again.<br /><br /><br />~David Whyte<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">"All the True Vows" from The House of Belonging by David Whyte. Copyright © 1997, 2004 by David Whyte.<br />Used by permission of the author and Many Rivers Press (www.davidwhyte.com) All rights reserved.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3082359764396707607-664328341645940432?l=truelivingproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sabrina ward harrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00989399619510231274noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3082359764396707607.post-19256070140961202172007-09-17T10:43:00.001-07:002007-09-24T11:08:41.604-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3082359764396707607-1925607014096120217?l=truelivingproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>truelivingnoreply@blogger.com1