Taking Up Space

Yes, that is what I'm doing here. I'm taking up space in between posts. I'm waiting on my hubby to write a post about the media as a guest blogger :) I've got some stuff in the works about guns, C-sections, and meditation. Stay tuned and in the meantime, think about the poem below and what's taking up space inside of you.

The Guest House

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 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 whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.