i just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate
all the letters and surprise packages
I received while in Vienna!
oh the lOve is feel is tremendous and always renews my awe at the
amazing gift and miracle of friendship.
Before I left, A (a cousin on my dad's side) sent me a package with a book and a letter that was long enough to have been considered a book as well!
If any of you have heard of "The Power of Kindness" by Piero Ferrucci, you are probably as thankful as I am for the person who recommended it to you, or that one day you stopped into the book store and picked it up. You have also probably found yourself overflowing with gratitude that someone took the time to put all that you feel and all that you think and all that you long to feel and all that inspires you, in written form.
If you haven't heard of it, you should do yourself a favor...thats all im gonna say.
oh and...thanks A!
In her letter, she also included this poem by a Sufi mystic poet, Rumi.
I read her letter on my transatlantic flight (enough time to read her letter/book haha) and given the circumstances of the flight...I found it to be profoundly perfect for the moment.
The Guest House
This being human
is a guest house.
Every morning .
a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meannesss, ,
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.
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