The Guest House

Here’s the beloved 13th-century Sufi poet Rumi’s classic meditation on being human – extending cheerful, respectful hospitality not only to our neighbors, but also to ourselves.

Poem

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
Translated by Coleman Barks

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