Ace Hotel is a collection of individuals — multiple and inclusive, held together by an affinity for the soulful. We are not here to reinvent the hotel, but to readdress its conventions to keep them fresh, energized, human. We accept the hotel as a potential for real, fluid community. We believe that hospitality is compassion, that it is not servility but genuine concern for others' well-being and the ability to live with empathy. We believe that Mr. Strummer was right when he sang, "If you're after getting the honey, hey — then you don't go killing all the bees," because there is no honey without bees. And Mr. Blake was right when he said that "Life delights in life," meaning that cultivating
joy attracts more joy. We like the stories that come with things and think that wherever you are, you should feel like you're there. Always go with the best idea, regardless of where it comes from and be willing to learn from anybody. Do what's got to be done everyday. The basic things matter. Try not to be a jerk. The truth doesn't always make sense, but it usually feels right. Try to make something everyday. The only free will you have is how well you respond to fate, so steel yourself and smile. Work can be a beautiful thing when done beautifully, and it's a lot more fun done together than apart. This, more than anything else, is why people want to sleep with us.
Typhoon Haiyan’s done a number on the hearts and homes of our fellow earth-dwellers — and in the spirit of love-thy-neighbor, no matter how far their front doors lie from ours, we’ve partnered with the Real Medicine Foundation to support their ongoing relief efforts in the wake of the catastrophic storm.
On surviving the winter: a poem paired with holistic remedies, shared by our dear friend and healer Yuna Kanzen. With love from London.
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 honourably.
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.