“And still, after all this time,
the Sun has never said to the Earth,
“You owe me.”
Look what happens with love like that.
It lights up the sky.” –Rumi
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 are 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 whatever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
“I have been a seeker and I still am but I stopped asking the books and the stars. I started listening to the teaching of my soul.” – Rumi