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The Guest House – Rumi

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 ~

Welcome

This is my house

I will not dust and tidy it up

Nor shall I leave weary lamps lit for someones’ chance stopping in

The paint is cracked and worn, but time will do that; it is natural

I will not apologize if it does not fit in, does not function to your

standards or if the appearance is lacking “happiness”

It is filled with all sorts odd things that you will not approve of

Things that will surely offend, petrify, terrorize and most certainly chip

away at your sensible, civilized ego

 

 

But it is also filled with wonders from all the ages

Things that human beings have desired from their birth of consciousness

Stories that will inspire, swoon and swell a forgotten heart

Caverns of darkness and unexplored fathoms of time and space

 

 

You are always welcome here, my dear friend

But just remember one thing;

This is my house

Sleepily I write

Sleepily I write.

And as I see again the red rose glare of the lights,

a smile breaks barriers and beings dance in again.

 

Sleepily I write.

As Ingred sings her sonnet of chains;

the removing of such; an opening.

 

Sleepily I write.

As this fragile frame sleeks through darkness,

awfully drawn to the red rose glare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Unconditional acceptance; starting with the self. Especially the “negative” aspects. Welcome them with warm arms; that’s all that any being wants. To be seen, allowed, and released from judgement. With great love on this friday morning..I wish you all a moment of peace; a moment of true liberation

 

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Good or bad, baby…

I’m a poet, a writer, an artist and musician. I’m a meditator, a parent, a son and a friend. I’m the loved and the hated. A dreamy-fuckin-eyed romantic lover; guaranteed. A crooked-tooth, scarred-skin, battered dreamer. I am human. What can you add to my experience of this life?

-OhcgD