Go To The Door Laughing

This being human is a guesthouse.
Every morning is 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~
Go to the door laughing
And invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes.
For each has been sent
As a guide from beyond.

Jelaluddin Rumi {1207~1273}