Thank you for being so brave and willing to shine the light into the cobwebby corners for all of us. I’m finding that the process of growing ones awareness carries it’s own dangers…when you begin to recognize the negative voices in your head for what they are there is a tendency to use that awareness as yet another club to beat yourself with…”oh my God, I’m doing it again, why can’t I just be kind to myself, what’s wrong with me?!”. I’m trying to learn to hold ALL of me (voices included) in a space of love and acceptance. It is indeed a messy process:)

I came across this writing by Rumi the other day. It made me think of you. I was going to e-mail it to save the long comment on your blog but this seems like the perfect place for it today. Forgive me for taking up so much room!

The Guest House

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 crow 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.

xx

thank you for creating this space of truth and acceptance.
such comfort.

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