“The Guest House” by Rumi
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…
Continue reading →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…
Continue reading →i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only…
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Continue reading →One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice– though the whole…
Continue reading →Mi Guadalupe Mi Guadalupe is a girl gang leader in Heaven. She is unlike the pale blue serene woman. She is serene, yes, like a…
Continue reading →I honor the God and the Goddess, the eternal parents of the universe. The lover out of boundless love takes the form of the beloved,…
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