My beloved therapist who retired a few years ago reminded me many times of this Rumi poem:
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.
I love the reminder that there are low tides and high tides and we can learn from both of them.
Your photos this week are gorgeous. I love the angle of the first photo. Also, the “Competitive Low Tide Labyrinth Association” comment made me laugh.
I love that poem. And I’m so glad you laughed at my joke! Look at all the sports that have been invented in our lifetime. Why not sand labyrinth traversing?!
Low tide is my favorite, as it reminds me of hunting for sea glass with my son (especially during negative low tides!). Our yearly Tide Log is a holiday staple in my son’s Xmas stocking. Thanks for sharing your words.
Such a beautiful and powerful metaphor, Jean, for what we do and do not have control over and how to deal with the “low tide labyrinth.”
I love this way of a check in: low tide or high tide
My beloved therapist who retired a few years ago reminded me many times of this Rumi poem:
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.
I love the reminder that there are low tides and high tides and we can learn from both of them.
Your photos this week are gorgeous. I love the angle of the first photo. Also, the “Competitive Low Tide Labyrinth Association” comment made me laugh.
I love that poem. And I’m so glad you laughed at my joke! Look at all the sports that have been invented in our lifetime. Why not sand labyrinth traversing?!
I am up for that sport!!
Low tide is my favorite, as it reminds me of hunting for sea glass with my son (especially during negative low tides!). Our yearly Tide Log is a holiday staple in my son’s Xmas stocking. Thanks for sharing your words.
This tide was -2.6, the lowest in a while. No sea glass here, but lots of nice polished stones. Thanks for the comment.