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 if 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 for laughing, and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond...
Rumi
New here and recently moved-- having difficulty branching out or even leaving the house. 
Trapped inside my house
House move
So depressed I can't leave the house
Is there something you want to do this week?
