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Wednesday, 14 April 2010
There is something about today...
Stayed in all day again, woke up feeling like I just did not want to do my thesis work, I listened to my body, did my meditation, recorded myself reading poetry and played guitar. Went to the gym and felt really good after. I Feel awful now, for some reason , my body is saying things i cant quite understand.
Naseem and Sarah did a great job tonight at the CMRS seminar, I thought it was brilliantly done and i hope my thesis is going to be that good. Anyway, Ray sent me comments on my thesis and I hope I can get everything done somehow. Feeling optimistic but I guess I need to actually be doing much more. My body is resisting though.
Had an interview with Sharmarke and he was very suspicious and skeptical about it, more about the recording but I tried to encourage him and tell him it was strictly for me. He is very private about what he thinks of UNHCR and I can understand that too.
Am quite out of sorts right now and have to stop writing...
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 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 ~
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