I have now practiced yoga for over a year.
I feel like my Why Yoga post really encapsulates what it means to me, but at the same time, there’s always something more. Recently I feel like this poem gets to some soul:
The Guest House // 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 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.
In many moments I feel like I’ve gained the tools to see these “guests” and to look at them as a teacher. I’ve been able to slow down, accept, and move with greater guide by giving them notice.
To make is even more important, it’s when you can notice where you are and how you feel, accepting and moving forward with all those things, that you can really give to others. I love what Johnnie Elyse (@johnnie.elyse) says: “Be great with a purpose. Be great with what you give. Because on days I haven’t found a reason within myself, I can find a reason in others. You will go further with a purpose beyond personal gain, only to find yourself inevitably richer.” Yoga is very much about being self-aware, but more than that, it’s about accepting other people where they are in their self-awareness. It’s about lifting where you stand, giving others as much patience as you give yourself, and accepting the best that others have to offer.
Living a life in a guest house means living on purpose. It’s about taking the time to notice. It’s letting go of expectation, which ultimately brings defeat, and accepting where you are so you can move forward. It also means that your love for yourself extends to others because you recognize that their guest house is just as full and just as noisy. We need each other. Living is about how we lift each other, it’s about how kind we can be. I’m grateful for my guest guest house and invite you in.