The Guest House I'm learning my emotions are natural and okay. My usual response is to avoid them and tuck them away. I'm getting better, but have a long way to go. --------------------------------- 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. - Rumi |
Thanks for posting this poem. I have a difficult time feeling my feelings. I don't rust emotions and I stuff them! |
I like this poem. I view the range of emotions as peaks and valleys. You can't have highs without having lows. The birth of children, sun on your face during a summer vacation, getting a pay raise or praise for a job well done. Those things wouldn't feel as good if everyday was all sprinkles, lollipops and rainbows. You need struggles and angst and sorrow to make joy, glee and excitement feel as good as it does. I'm trying to tell myself that after this alcoholic struggle phase that I'll never take another good day for granted and that I'll even be grateful for the bad days too. |
Originally Posted by Stung
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I view the range of emotions as peaks and valleys. You can't have highs without having lows. The birth of children, sun on your face during a summer vacation, getting a pay raise or praise for a job well done. Those things wouldn't feel as good if everyday was all sprinkles, lollipops and rainbows. You need struggles and angst and sorrow to make joy, glee and excitement feel as good as it does. I'm trying to tell myself that after this alcoholic struggle phase that I'll never take another good day for granted and that I'll even be grateful for the bad days too. |
I have had stretch of my recovery that I need to read this poem multiple times a day. I am a living testament that it does get easier. |
I've been very uneasy today in that I don't know how to accept a normal, nice day. I've been trying to tamp it down. Meditation and prayer would work for a while and would have worked better if I'd spent more time and did them more often... but then I just remembered another option is to accept it as a valid feeling and welcome it. Perhaps doing that will clear the way for other feelings when they arrive, instead of having the unease fight against things like happiness or sadness. It was a good day, but all along it seemed hard because I was fighting against this. Instead of telling myself "don't feel this way", it's okay to welcome new feelings. To let myself be off balance, give myself time to adjust and accept this as a part of my journey. |
*bump* Anger is okay, it's natural. So is fear, and laughter and happiness and sadness. My New Year's resolution is to print this poem and frame it! :) |
My sponsor offered great advice about emotions: "Don't fight them, don't feed them, accept them". Like so many others I was very self-critical of feelings and learned they're all ok. Accepting them made getting through the emotions I didn't want so much easier. Just understanding that all feelings change helped. Thanks for the lovely poem. |
"Don't fight them, don't feed them, accept them." Thank you. That also helps a lot. When you posted it, and even more tonight. :) |
Bump. |
Thank you for bumping it - I have not seen it before, a good one 😊 |
The more we think a certain way, the stronger the neural pathways become. I'm thankful for healing, for the fluidity of life. |
Thank you for bumping; this poem was a profound inspiration to me when I broke off my relationship with XABF back in 2013, and tried for a while to run away from the "crowd of sorrows" that were my emotions. When I finally fully accepted the grief, loss, shame, regret and all the accompanying waves of pain and let them wash over me, I felt empty, but cleansed and ready to begin again. Indeed I was "cleared out" for unimaginable new delights - and have been able to recognize and receive them with gratitude. I hope others can take comfort in this beautiful poem tonight! SQ |
This is a favorite of mine too. I need to meditate more as I feel this is the time that I let the emotional-whatever wash through me. Today I had a meeting with my lovely but dysfunctional FOO and our also lovely but dysfunctional ROO (religion of origin ? Not sure that is a thing). I like to be the nice good guy in situations but the meeting made me angry at many ways my church is messed up. I've been waiting to send emails about this meeting as I have a tumult of angry/judgy/negative feelings around it. So with y'alls support I am inviting in all the angry/judgy/negative feelings along with the angry/judgy/negative feelings ABOUT these feelings - irk. Being human is so messy. |
Originally Posted by Stung
(Post 4611655)
I like this poem. I view the range of emotions as peaks and valleys. You can't have highs without having lows. The birth of children, sun on your face during a summer vacation, getting a pay raise or praise for a job well done. Those things wouldn't feel as good if everyday was all sprinkles, lollipops and rainbows. You need struggles and angst and sorrow to make joy, glee and excitement feel as good as it does. I'm trying to tell myself that after this alcoholic struggle phase that I'll never take another good day for granted and that I'll even be grateful for the bad days too. |
Interesting feelings and emotions coming to visit my heart, my inner self today. Quieter, gentler ones... |
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