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Thursday, October 11, 2012

31 days :: Be Real

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 When hospitality becomes an art it loses its very soul.  ~Max Beerbohm

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  1. Thats definetly one to ponder..... Being real is right. You mean I dont have to have a whole tea set out with my house perfectly spotless to have people over? Hahaha! im actually kidding,but probably wouldnt of believed it a few years ago. Im such a martha. Im reading one of the books you had listed about hospitality by ehman. Good so far. Ill be pondering more today about this. Keeping your house open when its not totally clean, is about them. Wanti
    ng it to be perfect is more about how you look,and the focus is supposed to be on others.
    pondering........;) christina

    1. Exactly.

      Don't you just so appreciate Karen's book? My husband teases every time I pull it out. "Haven't you already read that book like 50 times?"
      (Smile. I used to keep it in my purse.)

      Yes! It is the furthest thing from being perfect. I'll be talking more about this later.

  2. YES! YES! YES! Really resonate with this one. I think it truly is the "heart" that makes hospitality different from the "hospitality industry"...

    In being real, we get ourselves out of the way (no wasted energy on a show or performance), and can truly focus on the person we are serving. It's almost an indicator as to who we really are serving at the moment. Easier said than done though.

    I think of yesterday's post - your friend didn't notice her house - only you. She wasn't trying to look a certain way to impress, she set herself completely aside (incidentally - experienced that at Youth Camp - same person, much she had to do - and yet sat there and wept with someone she really didn't "know" well. Just entered into the heart of the moment willingly - what a gift!).

    Funny story - we had guests on Sunday - and weren't here when they arrived. But our kids were, and they just let them in. Problem was, I hadn't expected them for another 2 hours - and had left things to be done. It was a really good afternoon - but almost wasn't since step one was a true fight to "get over myself"!!! Walking into m house with guests that had never been there before sitting on the couch in the dark with my sink full and my floor covered in things I don't even I think I could identify (and they had a little one - a crawler - to boot!). But since we had aired our dirty laundry (somewhat literally I'm afraid!!), it opened some doors to get to know each other pretty quick. Quite the exercise in humility! It was pretty "real"... : P

    1. I don't know what to say.

      This is like the most encouraging comment... ever!!

      Thank you!

      PS: You're card in the mail, yesterday, made me cry like a baby. When my son came to see why I was crying. I got to tell him. Because having friends and being friends with people is a good thing. More on this story another time. ;) Stay tuned.

    2. Didn't mean to make you cry...

      Love you friend!

  3. Love that photo... You are the very essence of hospitality. I have so much I can learn from you!


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