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.
“To wisely live your life, you do not need to know much. Just remember two main rules for the beginning:
You better starve, than eat whatever, and better be alone than with whoever” This is a quote of the prominent philosopher Omar Khayyam. Two pieces of advice which crystallize the ideal life with healthy bodies and jubilant hearts.
Regarding food, we are the masters, and our bodies are mere acolytes. However, hearts blindly mastermind our lives. Recently, I pondered hard over how I could manage my life, what shackled me to better myself. How many times was I able to converge with my heart? I think the answer is never!
Hearts are easily portable, but still incorrigible. Their recalcitrance is ingrained incapable of overriding correctly. Three decades, and my heart is still floundering, soliciting support from others. Hearts were never destined to be loners. Hearts sprout among cliques in the form of family, friends, healthy relationships, and success.
Neither you nor your heart is a guru. Therefore, embrace each other’s choices as infallibility is not a quality of earthling creatures.