Today, I wanted to continue staying in bed, snuggled under my warm bed covers. I heard the wind howl last night and I knew it was going to be a very cold day. Colder than usual.
“Notice that autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche
Tis’ the season when we’re moved by the dramatic changes of color, the cooler weather, the descending darkness, and the barren branches.
In the poem, The Guest House, Rumi is using the metaphor of a guest house to form an image that each day is an opportunity to experience something new in our lives, even if it’s unexpected.