The beauty of mending broken pieces...
Our experiences don’t define us, but they do influence us. We can decide to hide, or we can decide to embrace these experiences that have shaped us in some small way.
The experiences to which we’ve applied our own coating of gold-laced resin.
We can decide to cover up, or we can decide to walk out into the world as ourselves, mended breaks and all.
“Kintsugi is a Japanese art form in which breaks and repairs are treated as part of the object's history.
Broken ceramics are carefully mended by artisans with a lacquer resin mixed with powdered gold.
The repairs are visible — yet somehow beautiful.”
As well as a nifty form of repair, kintsugi has a deeper philosophical significance. The mended flaws become part of the object’s design, and some people believe the pottery to be even more beautiful having gone through the process of being broken and repaired.
Through kintsugi, the cracks and seams are merely a symbol of an event that happened in the life of the object, rather than the cause of its destruction.
It physically hurts me when my pieces break my heart twists in pain.
I have thoroughly enjoyed repairing this piece.
Just Like pots, bowls, cups, and plates, we endure our own bumps and scrapes.
That’s life right?
Do you have a golden seam somewhere?
Sometimes we experience things that plant the seeds of shame: rejection, betrayal, abandonment, failure. So we try to avoid experiences that leave us vulnerable to these feelings as much as possible, lest the people around us see the evidence of just how imperfect, flawed, and “not good enough” we really are.
Its like we stay hidden in the cupboard, right behind the best silver, because we don’t want to get a chip, a crack, or a complete break.
I do believe these experiences change us. I also think we have a choice in the matter.
We can choose to reject our bitter experiences and flaws, to wish and will them away, to regret, to pine, and to live in the land of “If only…”
We can disguise with false-self personas, cover up with defences, distract with busyness.
Or we can choose to see these experiences for what they are...
our golden seams.