Let’s face it. Every year, we have the same resolutions. Eat healthier. Workout. Be more loving to those we care about. Meditate. Drink less. Be happy. Be a better person.
This year, let’s just be. Let’s be grateful for what has been and what’s to come. Let’s know that we are good and that what we have before us will reflect our goodness. There will always be tools to help us get to where we want to be, yet sometimes, where that is right where we are right now. I’m toasting this new year with one of my favorite Jelaluddin Rumi poems.
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 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.
(Translation by Coleman Barks from The Illuminated Rumi.)
Happy New Year!