The Guest House

Wonderful post from Wildflower Women!

Wildflower Women

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.

~ Rumi

This poem touches my soul in its very depths. When I observe these words at the very core of my soul, I become much more aware that however I am feeling in any moment to do so with grace. To understand that sitting with my shadow is not to be met with shame…

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