The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski
- The Great Charles Bukowski 💙
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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 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, 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. (One of my all-time favorite poems, by the talented Oriah Mountain Dreamer.)
I believe that the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, while necessary in the world to some extent, have primarily become constructs by which we judge self and other. When we step outside of this framework, we access curiosity, possibility, wonder, connection, and acceptance (just to name a few!). I often start my workshops, coaching sessions and satsangs with this quote. Just to remind everyone that there is a different choice - that we don't have to show up in the dogmas of our childhoods, cultures or ancestors. We can show up in the field of awareness, and that is infinitely more powerful. I love playing in the world. This is a wonderful concept to begin a playful experiment with. As much as possible bring your awareness throughout your day to every judgment of right and wrong that you have. During the day, you might think things like;
If you pay attention to how these thoughts feel, you might notice that they are hard, limited, contracted, and dense. I always say that they feel like styrofoam. When you notice yourself thinking in right/wrong judgements, try on new thoughts. Thoughts are like jeans, you can just try them on and see how they feel. If they feel good, keep them. If they feel bad, put them back on the rack. Possible thoughts to try on in these situations are:
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