A friend shared this with me today. It resonated with her and then with me. It helped me to gain an understanding of the inexplicable.
The Guest House
Rumi
(From The Essential Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks)
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
The Guest House
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I am not quite sure how to take that? Maybe I better have another beer . . . it's 5 o'clock somewhere!
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