“This knowledge is the king of education, the most secret of all secrets. It is the purest knowledge, and because it gives direct perception of the self by realisation it is the perfection of philosophy. It is everlasting and it is joyfully performed”
This was the first paragraph and introduction in my workbook for my yoga teacher training course and today I finished the final exam.
I have come to trust that things really do happen for a reason and the last 5 months for me has been an incredible journey. So while I am sad that this particular experience is coming to an end I know that it is just the beginning of something else.
So tonight I am spending my quiet quest in meditation and reflection of where I have been and where I’m going.
I tend to get a little anxious around uncertainty but there is a lovely poem by the persian poet Rumi that I like to reflect on from time to time when I just don’t know which way things are going to turn or how to make sense of it all!
THE GUEST HOUSE
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 are 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 whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
— Jelaluddin Rumi,
translation by Coleman Barks