“The price of admission is admission.” So said the brown-as-a-berry Grasshopper who must have been vacationing at a seaside resort these past couple of weeks.

I wondered what he meant.

You can’t get in if you don’t know you’re out came to mind. In where? Out of what?

What is it we need to admit? One answer that came to mind is that we can’t do it alone. Thinking that we’re an individual entity keeps us outside looking in. We are not included. That keeps us outside and feeling unloved.

In puts us in the same melting pot as everyone else.

As long as we can’t admit that we’re like everyone else, we will not be admitted and will feel an ever-present sense of exclusion.

If you have ever had the thought “No one cares about me,” you have not paid the price of admission, which is to admit that you’re just like everyone else.

An “excluder” lives in a world of differences. The more difference we can come up with, the more we remain outside.

Setting your differences aside is one step towards inclusion. We have enough innate differences without having to manufacture a litany of additional ones that make joining the human race a lot harder.

Everyone can afford the price of admission; it’s just a matter of noticing that, up until now, you’ve been unwilling to admit that you need to pay to get in.

All the best,

John