Sadhvi Sez: Finding the Way

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It’s kind of funny, because women under 50 don’t read this blog – they think it’s some kind of thang that they might catch, this being over 50.  And funny too that some of my friends who are men read it, secretly, never commenting.

No matter who you are these days, I have a feeling that all of us are in the same boat, as humanity, and that the intensity, the shocks, are being felt on some level by everyone.

I have met people recently who have had the whole side of their house sheared off from a hail storm that hit in the middle of the night.  With all windows being shattered in the house and their cars.  I have met people recently who have lost everything: their jobs, their homes, their future.

But giving up is not an option.

We all will find our way to be OK with these times.  And feeling compassion and imagining that things will get better, once the chaos is over, is my way.  And stumbing upon words from the mystic poet, Rumi.  Wishing you all well.

“This being human is a guest house.  Every morning is a new arrival.  A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor…welcome and entertain them all.

Treat each guest honorably.  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.”

— Rumi

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