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 (translated by Coleman Barks)
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http://peacefulrivers.homestea… also includes many more of Coleman Barks’ beautiful translations of the great Sufi poet Jalal ad-Din Muammad Rumi.
especially this –
I like this so much better than
You’ve got to move on
a bromide often given to the broken hearted.