Tuesday, November 10, 2009

On the Eve of November 11

The Guest House

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.

~ Rumi ~


  1. Aaaah, sweetheart. These are hard days for you. I am holding you close.

  2. I'm thinking about you
    that has been suffering and still, in spite of your grief, has helped and inspired so many. Even me.

    hugs warm thoughts
    from the other side of the Pond

  3. Wonderful wisdom and words. I need to reflect on this sentiment more often. Thank you for posting this.

  4. These thoughts are so well expressed. Thanks for sharing.