
The Invitation
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The Invitation
The Price of Living Authentically
The Invitation doesn’t just ask if we can love. It asks if we can be honest—even when it costs us something. I love this poem because it cuts through the small talk and gets to who you are beneath it all
This poem calls out all the ways we avoid truly living.
Can we be true to ourselves, even when it disappoints others?
Can we risk looking foolish for the things that make us feel alive?
Can we stand in the fire of our own transformation and not back down?
This isn’t the kind of love-and-light spirituality that bypasses reality. It’s raw. It’s real. It’s standing at the edge of everything you thought you knew and saying yes anyway.
Not because it’s easy.
Not because there are guarantees.
But because the alternative is a half-lived life.
So Here’s the Invitation
If you feel this—if these words are crawling under your skin—it’s because they’re meant to.
You’re someone who sees the world differently.
You feel things deeply, even when it hurts.
You know there’s something more, even if you can’t always name it.
So this is your moment. Your wake-up call. Your permission slip to stop waiting, stop hiding, and start living like you mean it.
Say yes to yourself. To your dreams. To whatever it is that makes you feel alive.
Because at the end of the day, that’s what makes a life worth living.