The Guest House

The Guest House

A Poem

This is one of my favorite poems by one of my favorite poets. These timeless words, written in 13th century Persia, capture beautifully the essence of being human and point the way toward living each day with joy and grace.

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.

~ Jalal al-Din Rumi

The wound is the place where the light enters you.
~ Rumi