Thanks to my friends Demet, Idil and Lati for providing a sanctuary today – I needed a place where my heart could hang out, where my vulnerability would be greeted with a hug. I treasure your friendship and how we open up and share from our deepest being.
Thank you, Lati, for your impromptu passing along of this beautiful bracelet with tri-colored hearts – it’s symbolic of what I experienced being with you all today – hearts lined up side-by-side creates something truly beautiful. I’m sharing, too, the Rumi poem we discussed – a beautiful gift to help open to personal challenges.
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 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)