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 honorable.
He may be clearing 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.
Seattleites woke to a gray sky again this morning. We can only hope that today’s gray sky will yield to afternoon sunshine as it did yesterday. Although the sun didn’t come out in full force, the clouds gathered themselves into beautiful shapes and made room for patches of blue sky and rays of sunshine.
A cloudy morning often puts me in an introspective mood – a good time for solitude – a time for journeying inside, rather than out. Taking a teacher along on the journey is helpful. My teacher today is Rumi, a 13th century Persian theologian, poet, and Sufi mystic. His poetry is extremely popular in America today. The Guest House reminds me to welcome all my feelings, even the unsettling ones, which a gray morning can bring about. But, ultimately, his poetry teaches me about spirit, and love in all forms; and inspires me to be in awe of the world in which I live.
Out Beyond Ideas
Out beyond ideas
there is a field,
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down
in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
even the phrase “each other”
doesn’t make sense.
There is a life-force within your soul,
seek that life.
There is a gem in the mountain of your body,
seek that mine.
O traveler, if you are in search of That
Don’t look outside, look inside yourself
and seek That.
I’ll end with a Rumi quote that I just discovered and absolutely love,
Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.