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The Guest House
by 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'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.

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Posting this to immortalize my first three weeks at the 3/6 and 5/10 CAP games on Stars...and the worst monetary downswing [27k or so] of my poker career.

There's something strangely freeing about the helplessness one experiences during stretches like this...the recognition that this game, this gaining and losing of money, is somewhat irrelevant - it's not REALLY tied to my ability to experience joy or sadness in any given moment. That's only a half-articulated thought, but I'll leave it where it is.

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