I have come across this beautiful poem by Rumi this morning...I love it...it’s funny how we often try to fight, run away and ignore what we feel but often the best is to allow ourselves to be there with the emotion...to welcome it, to embrace it, to breathe through it...and let it go when it is ready to go...and in return hopefully gain a bit more understanding into who we are, what we need to do in our lives and what we need to let go off...here it is, a bit dark with a beautiful ending 💖
“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.”