We’ve been taught from a young age to hide away or fix away our flaws. But in the Japanese art of Kintsugi, broken pottery is mended with gold. It stands out on purpose. The art celebrates the cracks and the eventualities that led to those cracks. The pot is seen as something more precious than before. The pot is seen as something that was never truly broken. Just like in Kintsugi, there is beauty in our imperfections. There are stories in our scars. There is strength born out of our flaws. Let’s stop hiding them away. We are stronger and more beautiful for having been broken.
We owe it to life, to the world, and most of all to ourselves to keep going. To pick ourselves up when we fall over. To love ourselves when we’re broken. There’s heartache in life. Sometimes we have to remind ourselves that things could be worse. And when things are worse, we have to remind ourselves that things will be better again. Let’s not allow heartache to become the soundtrack of our lives. We have to keep believing in the beauty of life and finding it. It’s not always easy, but it’s what makes life worth living in spite of the harder times.
Broken crayons still colour. Rusty pennies still hold worth. Cake batter is still delicious. Bags with sewn up holes still carry the load. Detours still lead to remarkable places. Lost relationships still live on in memory. Treks up a mountain still promise breathtaking views. Flaws in logic still guide us forward. Things might not be perfect, but that doesn’t mean they’re not extraordinary. Take a look.