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.
From Essential Rumi
by Coleman Barks
Trust me, I am not so evolved that I can even imagine welcoming them all in, never mind the laughing. I do not even think it is remotely possible, but I get it.
It is hard to imagine pain as opportunity and yet... I know that sometimes, this turns out to be true. With loss sometimes comes the chance at a new beginning, a different beginning, a different and perhaps even better outcome. But Oh! how hard it is to remember this from the thick of it.
Today I am wishing on all of us gentleness and acceptance of where we are, and wishing us all "some new delight" after all of this darkness and all of these struggles.