For you, a blessing of failure

I want for you to fail. 
Not because I don’t want you to succeed. 
But because I want for you the experience of failing and discovering that you are not a failure.
That it makes no matter in who you are. 
I want you to see that there are gifts in failure. And not just the shitty kind that we pretend are gifts but we don’t really want to hold. Real gifts, like new ideas and radical insights that only come when we have stumbled through the unknown and realize we have gotten it all wrong.
I want to live in a world where people who are marginalized are able to fail without the rest of the society judging their community by the missteps of one. AND...I want those missteps to be allowed. To be cherished. To be celebrated as part of any and every creative process ever, ever, ever. I want everyone to revel in the grace and power that failure can bring.
I want us all to know that we don’t have to prove our worth through our doing. 
I was us all to be allowed to fail and still know that we are worthy of being present.
I want all of us to how the freedom to try new things, fuck up and try again. Or quit, because that is fine too.