Rumi said, if this life is a guest house, we should treat each guest honorably ; even though they often come unexpectedly, uninvited -most of the time.

Tonight I’m going to send  invitations, for peace, for calm, hope and a chance. Please come to my life….  For the last two weeks I haven’t been at ease…. All I want to do is cry… I don’t know how to be calm… I am angry at everyone, everything and at the same time I don’t want to care about everyone and everything.

I understand that the situation that I’m having to get through is hard but it’s not forever… But still I think I will never get through this. The tunnel is long and dark… And the end is not yet seen.

Dear guests, please come,

This broken heart is too much to be carried alone.... Please come.  

Karin Sabrina