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 are 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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India

So India truly was a mixed bag of emotions and encounters, some areas were the hardest I’ve experienced as a woman traveling alone and some were closely touching the surface of perfection. I still feel I left too much unseen and experienced but such is life. Some day, with my learnings to keep me firmly planted in realism as a tourist and female in the vast land that is India, I will return. Here’s a glimpse of what I saw in my travels. Hope you enjoy!

India