Victoria BC Therapy Blog

The Guest House – Rumi

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,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

~ Rumi ~


Finding Meaning in the Midst of Suffering

I’ve been suffering with the flu’ for the past few days so I’ve had to miss out on great weather here in Victoria and some fun stuff I wanted to do.  Sure, compared to what many people are going through, the flu’ is no big deal.  But sickness is never fun and, truth be told, I’ve been feeling a bit sorry for myself.

The Buddha had a lot to say about suffering … why it happens and what to do about it.  In the First Noble Truth, (there are four of ‘em), the Buddha taught the truth of suffering.  It is a common bond we all share… birth, death, aging and illness.  Most people don’t want to hear about suffering, they just want it to go away!

Many people cope with unsatisfactory events by splitting off from their feelings.  We try to disconnect or separate from the unpleasant.  In psychological terms we call it “dissociation”.  Read more…


Habitual Tendencies and Conditionings

There was an elderly man (elderly means anyone older than me) who wanted to buy some manure from a pile of bags in a garden store.  The salesperson told him, “no problem, I’ve got some outside right near your car and I’ll hoist a bag into the trunk for you.”

But the old man wanted one from that pile in the store. “I want this kind,” he kept insisting.  The salesman patiently explained they were exactly the same and it would be easier for him to take one from the pile outside.

But the customer was having none of that.  Finally, slightly exasperated, the employee looked the guy straight in the eye, “Sir!” he said, “Same poop; different pile.” The guy got it. Read more…