The Guest house

Being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a sadness. Some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visiter.

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 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, just for a moment. Be grateful for whatever comes because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.

Rumi.