The Mystic Swims in the Same Water the Madman Drowns in ; The Emotional Seasons of State Always Change

Thank you Vidyuddeva for your timely lesson.

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.
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.

Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi

When we can make room for all of those crazy emotional ups and downs that we all experience without identifing with them & even at appropriate times fully identifing with them we become a Container. When we make room in our own consciousness for all of what we fear may sweep us away or destroy our precious fantasy world we begin to intimate the Real. It is the Real that is unstained; the purest Joy. All that we know will someday pass away but the Real never will. Live Real.