The Guest House
November 23, 2009, 9:56 am
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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!…
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

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1 Comment

Rumi, Rumi, Rumi!!
Everyone is my Love!

Comment by Doreen




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