Musings

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,
& invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
Because each has been sent
As a guide from beyond.

:::Rumi:::

The Dumbfuck & His Lady

                                             Now playing at a theatre near you__________________

Brother Martin

I cannot think of a better way to offer a dedication to your ever-present, ever-needed memory than in a song by the legendary Donny Hathaway, "He Aint Heavy".

The words and the evocative power of their rendering will break down the walls of our collective self-centeredness & short-sightedness. In the end, we must all make it a point to do better within ourselves and towards each other.

The road is long
With many a winding turn

That leads us to who knows where

Who knows when

But I'm strong Strong enough to carry him

He ain't heavy, he's my brother.

So on we go

His welfare is of my concern

No burden is he to bear

We'll get there

For I know He would not encumber me

If I'm laden at all I'm laden with sadness

That everyone's heart

Isn't filled with the gladness Of love for one another.

It's a long, long road

From which there is no return

While we're on the way to there

Why not share?

And the load

Doesn't weigh me down at all

He ain't heavy, he's my brother.

He's my brother

He ain't heavy, he's my brother.


peace&love 

MixMasterE

Musings

~~~butterfly dreaming~~~~

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