I did NOT fall off the planet!

Can you believe how long I've been away from my little blog??
I can tell you why - its called being a middle-aged college student. Academia has been eating all the words I could formulate, leaving nothing but a husk. *HA*
NO, I haven't graduated, but I will in May.
And that IS beautiful! I will be the first person in my family to earn a college degree, and though it took a while (ok, decades) longer than I planned, I say, "Better Late Than Never."

So today I share a beautiful piece by Rumi. It is what I strive for, and fall woefully short on most days. But, that is the amazing, juicy, incredible journey of life... try... fail ... rinse ... repeat as needed.

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.


~ Rumi ~