Host

Invite it all.

Invite the discomfort, the messy, even the icky.

Invite the exposed, the embarrassing, and the not-so-graceful.

Invite the miscalculation, the unrealistic, and the sass.

Invite the dramatic, the poor-form, and don’t forget the hypocritical.

You might as well laugh. Do more than laugh. Enjoy it.

I’d say invite the ego, but it already invited itself, so rather, treat it nicely. Give it a seat at the party, like anyone else.

Invite fear. Be kind to it. It never meant to hurt anything, it just loves you a great deal. More than it can stand, sometimes.

Invite the ache. In fact, give the ache the comfiest chair. Keep it’s drink full and hang on it’s words. This is your guest of honor.

We owe this whole party to the ache.

That’s where we strive from. It’s the emptiness we fill. Where art is put on canvas. Where songs are born. That’s where we’re raw.

Invite the blood. It’s full of life. Edgy. Inarguably real.

Be a good host. Invite it all.

Maybe courage will show up. I hear it loves a good party.

Maybe wisdom will recognize the opportunity.

Maybe peace will be drawn to the gathering.

Maybe.

May be.

Outside, the owl is watching. Content. Full of love.

Invite it all.

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