Arrived back home in Switzerland late last night, left for Freiburg im Breisgau at 0500 this morning.
Am fighting fatigue like a woolen blanket over my head in the desert.
To save a spot of cash I am in the Black Forest Backpackers Hostel for the next two nights.
In the stairwell between reception and the dorm floors a sign on the wall I MUST share…
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’re a crowd of sorrows
Who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture
Still, treat all guests honourably.
They 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 whomever comes
Because each has been sent
As a guide from beyond.
Djallal al-Din Rumi (1207 – 1273)