tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4893041091297560630.post2548624078727784488..comments2023-09-11T06:51:04.276-04:00Comments on The Weight It Is: I am awareAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01219895604370083732noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4893041091297560630.post-645850599774705952012-04-01T07:55:24.814-04:002012-04-01T07:55:24.814-04:00please treat yourself with compassion. (how would...please treat yourself with compassion. (how would you treat a good friend in chronic pain?) you are allowed to feel everything that you're feeling: rage, hurt, frustration. <br /><br />I just discovered this poem by Rumi. although I'm not sure I'm grateful for my current challenges (and I'm guessing you might not be, either), the poem is food for thought.<br /><br />The Guest House<br /><br />This being human is a guest house.<br />Every morning a new arrival.<br /><br />A joy, a depression, a meanness,<br />some momentary awareness comes<br />as an unexpected visitor.<br /><br />Welcome and entertain them all!<br />Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,<br />who violently sweep your house<br />empty of its furniture,<br />still, treat each guest honorably.<br />He may be clearing you out<br />for some new delight.<br /><br />The dark thought, the shame, the malice.<br />meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.<br /><br />Be grateful for whatever comes.<br />because each has been sent<br />as a guide from beyond.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com