morning visitors

i'm completely on the back foot 
with blogging this week.
i might even be on the back foot with everything, 
and that's ok. 

i'm giving myself permission to just be, to feel;

and i love this poem by Rumi: 

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 are 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 whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

-- Jelaluddin Rumi,
    translation by Coleman Barks

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful wisdom? merci Anne....
    moi aussi je back foot big time;))))