This being human is a guest house. Every morning is 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 Go to the door laughing And invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes For each has been sent As a guide from beyond. ~Rumi Saturday morning I was not […]