"This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some 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."
The Essential Rumi,
Metaphorically speaking, we may have been drifting calmly on the sea of life.
Suddenly the winds of change begin to blow. The clouds thicken and darken. Our
boat begins to rock. We take hold of whatever we can. With all our might we
being dumped overboard. But finally, dumped we are--out of our complacency and
into the fathomless waters of the unconscious. From that point on, although it
appear that we are functioning as usual, something all-consuming--something
gestation--is taking place deep within. Unseen, unknown, the energies of the
are coalescing around a new potential which, when its term is fulfilled, will
result in a
rebirth of soul."
by Ann K Elliott
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