“If you don’t do your dance, who will?” – Gabriel Roth

The Guest House (A poem by Rumi)

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 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.

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

“Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier” - Mother Teresa
“Give your hands to serve and your hearts to love.” - Mother Teresa