“The guest house” by Rumi – This being human is a 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.


POEMS: “A vision of love”

for I am light that sees
a vision of love
glowing for eternity.

ZEN STORIES: “Is that so?”…

There was a zen master who enjoyed a good reputation in his community. One day the neighbors came to his door enraged and furious,

POEMS: “He is my dog”

He is loyalty itself. He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace.

POEMS: “Tai Chi”

-The old man meditates and sighs dissolving his self into the iridescent vibrations of Tai´Chi.