Seek Inspiration and That's What You'll Find
The Guest House by Rumi poem has comforted me during troubled times and salved my aching heart with the reminder that it is all a part of the heights and depths of the human experience that make up the life.
It's all lessons wrapped as a gift... and sometimes a gift wrapped as a lesson.
Whatever it is, it’s in my life, and I'd much rather view it as "for me" rather than "to me".
Interesting what a difference just one...
little....
word....
makes.
If you have trouble thinking of some of your struggles, especially those apparently inflicted by others, as "a gift"... consider that to view it so is to empower yourself to discover the gem in the dirt.
Every flower first pushes through the dirt before it can blossom.
So too, can you. You can push through whatever struggle weighs upon you to blossom stronger, bolder and more radiant.
To sift the gem of the lesson from the dirt and hold it to the light of the heart is to illuminate its brilliance... and make sacred the struggle.
