Our Pearl

The Guest House

Darling, the body is a guest house; Every morning someone new arrives. Don’t say, “O, another weight around my neck!” Or your guest will fly back to nothingness. Whatever enters your heart is a guest From the invisible world: entertain it well. Evert day and every moment, a thought comes Like an honored guest into your heart. My soul, regard each thought as a person, For every person’s value is in the thought they hold.

If a sorrowful thought stands in the way, It is also preparing the way for joy. It furiously sweeps your house clean, In order that some new joy may appear from the Source. It scatters the withered leaves from the bough of the heart, In order that fresh green leaves might grow. It uproots the old joy so that A new joy may enter from beyond.

Sorrow pulls up the rotten root That was veiled from sight. Whatever sorrow takes away or causes the heart to shed, It puts something better in its place. Especially for one who is certain That sorrow is the servant of the intuitive.

Without the frown of clouds and lighting, The vines would be burned by the smiling sun. Both good and bad luck become guests in your heart: Like planets traveling from sign to sign. When something transits your sign, adapt yourself And be harmonious as its ruling sign, So that when it rejoins the Moon, It will speak kindly to the lord of the heart.

Whenever sorrow comes again, Meet it with smiles and laughter, Saying, “O my creator, save me from its harm, And do not deprive me of its good. Lord, remind me to be thankful, Let me feel no regret if its benefit passes away.”

And if the pearl is not in sorrow’s hand, Let it go and still be pleased. Increase your sweet practice. Your practice will benefit you at another time; Someday your need will be suddenly fulfilled.

Rumi, the 13th-century Poetic Mystic, wrote those words during one of his physical connections with his non-physical personality. Rumi’s poem explains how our consciousness expands in physical form. We are aspects of the gestalt of consciousness we call God. Consciousness is not a thing. It is the action of physical and non-physical energy.

We experience the action of our energy through our beliefs, choices, and perceptions. Sorrow and pain are energy tools in our perception structure. We use them to change or expand our beliefs.

The well of non-physical wisdom within the self flows constantly. That flow has an expanding impact on physical reality. Perceptions create projections to experience, and we call them our reality. The emotions created by our experiences fill the conscious mind with feedback from our perceptions. And, at times, we find the self dangling from a cliff of fear.

At other times, we feel connected and safe. Our emotions respond to our creations. Painful as well as joyful experiences open the door of awareness, and we feel aspects of our non-physical personality reacting in a kind of spontaneous discipline. Spontaneous discipline brings us closer to the self that knows no distinction between our physical and non-physical personality.

Every morning, an impulse arrives from our imagination, and we create another guest and give it a name. Those guests help us focus on the non-physical part of us. That part of us is our Pearl, and it’s waiting to fulfill us at any rate we choose.

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