The Post-Sandy Gift of Rumi’s “The Guest House”
Many of you wrote in response to last week’s post, “Hurricane Sandy: My Personal Pivot Point.” Your words were kind. Your offers of help were genuine and generous. You opened up your homes, extending an invitation to visit, escape the chaos and rest. And, knowing that you’re praying for us, enveloping us in loving thought, is uplifting. Thank you!
One message I received contained an inspirational piece of Rumi’s writing. I sat with it for quiet a while, feeling into its meaning, acknowledging its depth and significance. I share it with you, hoping it sparks a flame of recognition within you.
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 ~
From The Essential Rumi, versions by Coleman Barks