Kintsukuroi

I discovered this gem from my favorite website wtffunfact.com maybe already a year ago. I have planned to write about it but…. You know. (Laziness, strike 1)

Now that I have been bitten by the writing bug once again, I decided to finally write about it. I have planned to take a picture of it from where I found the photo but it was so hard to locate now as numerous new posts have piled up. (Laziness, strike 2)

It was quite refreshing after all those girl posts I see on Facebook about being beautifully broken or being a beautiful disaster and all. It’s terrible until you see the (irrelevant) selfie that comes with it. You realize now that “terrible” is now an understatement. Personally, these posts ruin the value of messages, quotations, etc.

You are encouraged to tell yourself you are beautiful. Facebook = Yourself? Go back to first grade please.

Going back, I think that the philosophy beneath the art sure is worth reflecting. Pots may all look the same when they are produced. But when one gets broken and mended, it becomes a little more special, maybe a little more beautiful, too. Everything remade goes through being reborn. A stronger heart is a heart more capable of conquering.

*Note: I used “may all look the same” because I believe that no two things are impeccably similar. I also didn’t use the word “unique” because the word is conceptual and this will just make things complicated)

When you think about it, we normally lose a piece of ourselves as we go through life. The pieces wearing off start getting bigger and bigger one can wonder how we manage to keep on pedaling in spite of the worn out tires.

It’s uplifting to know that we are also acquiring skills to make up for what we no longer have. As we grow old, the pieces that we have are the ones we’ve decided to have along the way. Like a newly –modeled customized self, bolder self, and stronger self, this is what we have designed for ourselves.

Right now I feel like my ugliest (I hope so. I can’t get any uglier!!! grrr)

I feel rotten inside and out.

But one day I will be repaired and I will live with the philosophy of the kintsukuroi.

And don’t worry; I won’t post a selfie when that happens. Lol.