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Bill W

Rumi - The Guest House

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I've had this sitting on my laptop for a while, I have obviously copied and pasted it from something. I like it. I hope you do too.


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 honourably.

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 guest has been sent

as a guide from beyond.


Rumi (Translated by Coleman Barks)

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This is one of my favourite poems of his when I was a teenager, about 16 or so. A sage reminder, yes?

One of my other favourite ones then, which was very applicable then:

Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You're covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence
The speechless full moon comes out now.

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