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!
(…)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. “The Guest House” by Rumi
I have heard this concept from many traditions, many teachers and in many different words…none so elequent as Rumi. Still I must learn the concept over and over as I fail to welcome my guess, not recognizing them as a part of my being human.
I can only be grateful for them times when I am more open to myself, thus allowing the lessons that the guides have been sent to teach me. And I am confident that they stand ready with a refresher course as often as I need it.