Coming ~ responding to Invitation ~ is never an abstraction. It's a very real act, and a very real place. A literal dressage and attire with which we come tells something of who we are and where we have been. Are we in jeans and t-shirts or a promenade gown? Does it matter? Do we come clutching things like Memories and Joys already spent, or Pain and Sorrows overgrown? Perhaps what really matters is that The Invitation has been sent, and now we are here.
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