This Being Human

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. —Rumi Translated by Coleman Barks Continue Reading —>

Crossing Paths

AS WE GO about our daily lives, especially in this day and age, there is absolutely no way we can get around the fact that we are all interconnected. Our lives, beliefs, and even our different faiths intersect each other on every level. Nearly every single one of us encounters those walking a different path than us every single day. And at the end of the day, has this interaction made any sort of difference whatsoever? Each path we cross that is not our own can be found to be just as beautiful, enhancing and enriching rather than threatening and Continue Reading —>

Silence, by Adyashanti

The waves of mind demand so much of Silence. But She does not talk back does not give answers nor arguments. She is the hidden author of every thought every feeling every moment. Silence. She speaks only one word. And that word is this very existence. No name you give Her touches Her captures Her. No understanding can embrace Her. Mind throws itself at Silence demanding to be let in. But no mind can enter into Her radiant darkness Her pure and smiling nothingness. The mind hurls itself into sacred questions. But Silence remains unmoved by the tantrums. She asks Continue Reading —>