Friday, December 18, 2009

The Guest House

This being human is a guesthouse 
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 cleaning 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 the beyond 


- Rumi

Also check out an earlier post The Key Is In The Knowing

1 comment:

  1. You have an amazing knack for putting words together beautifully... This is so beautiful written. Thank you for sharing.

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