The Price of Admission
“The price of admission buys you freedom from being bound to the rock of denial.” That’s what The Grasshopper woke me up with early this morning.
The great Smokey Robinson wrote these lyrics: “Mistakes, I know I made a few but I’m only human, you’ve made mistakes too.”
We all make mistakes and we too often compound them by not admitting them.
Denial is a boulder around our necks that keeps us bent over unable to see the way to be free.
Freedom comes with admission. It helps clear the air so we can breathe easy again and see a way forward.
What is it you can’t admit? When you answer that question, you’ll find your personal albatross.
It’s a heavy weight that we carry with us even into our dreams. It’s a life draining force that will fall away if we dig deep and pony up the price of admission.
This is not a recommendation to buy yards of sackcloth and create a whole new wardrobe. It’s only a suggestion to get you curious about the power of admission.
Start small and begin admitting to yourself. Once you have practiced and gained a level of expertise, branch out and admit to others.
It’s a scary process. It feels like you are unraveling at the seams. You are. At least a part of you is – your illusion.
The illusion that you are incapable of making mistakes becomes threadbare and you can see through the material of concealment. There’s nothing to hide anymore.
Unraveling our illusion begins with admitting our mistakes.
Justification is too often denial in disguise. It prolongs how long we stay burdened and bent over.
The price of admission will strip away layers of denial and let us finally stand tall.
Admission is a tall order, one that will rock us to our core, and the effort is well worth it.
One of the best purchases we can make is a permit to admit.
All the best,
John
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