Joy and Sorrow
“Your joy is your
sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter arises was
oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be?”
Kahlil Gibran (The Prophet, p.29; Alfred A. Knopf, 1923)
I am
rereading Gibran’s The Prophet for maybe the 50th time. I
noticed on the face page that I gave it to my first husband on our 4th
anniversary in 1970. Like Gifts from the Sea, by Anne Morrow Lindbergh,
I come back to it from time to time because its message is timeless.
The
quote above is from the prophet’s teaching on Joy and Sorrow in which he says
they are always connected: “The deeper your sorrow carves into your
being, the more joy you can contain.” Most of us would rather not feel
sorrow, myself included. It’s not a pleasant feeling, but it is almost always true
that the same people who cause us the most joy are the same ones who also bring
us sorrow. When something happens to one of our children, or to our mate, or to
one of our beloved pets, it is our deep love for them that smites our heart. Only
love can break or heal your heart.
It is
also true that they are connected in depth and value—if we cannot feel one, we
will not be able to feel the other. We do many things to postpone sorrow but eventually
it will come home to roost. And when joy comes, we want to hang on to it and
never let go, but we cannot live in joy forever since it is always linked to
sorrow. The smallest injury to our bliss can tip the scales and flip us into
sadness. We can do what Rumi suggested in his poem “The 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.
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…”
(translated by
Coleman Barks)
I hope today finds you joyful. If not, then know that sorrow is not forever, there will be joy again. You can count on it.
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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