Beauty in Broken Things

There is a beauty in broken things.  The Japanese call it Wabi Sabi.  I call it life.  

The imperfect nature of each of us gifts us with unique ways to see the world and express ourselves for the benefit of everyone.  When we add our uniqueness to the whole, we create openness within ourselves and within the world for even more expression, creation, and compassion.

No matter who we are or how long we live, each of us contributes to the ever-expanding consciousness where our ancestors live.  Someday, we, too, will be called ancestors.  Let us be worthy of the prayers and pleadings.  Let us pave the way for our descendants to live their own lives of free will.  

We can start this daunting task with a simple understanding.  

Understand that the shattered pieces of our broken hearts, minds, and bodies shine like prisms.  Every new crack brings a brighter light.

Our brokenness does not stop us from seeing beauty and being beauty herself.  In fact, it is the reason beauty exists and is seen at all.  Imperfections may be precisely why we see so differently than everyone else.  These are gifts that need to be shared.  

Our imperfections have the power to give us compassion for all life – if we can love this brokenness within ourselves.  Compassion that can change the world must begin within and for ourselves.  

Life on this planet is short-lived; each being is a different expression of creation and consciousness, whether a flower, a rock, a human, or another animal.  It is imperative to share your uniqueness and your way of seeing and speaking with the world.

For what other reason have you been created?

video of poem

The Two-Headed Calf

By Laura Gilpin

Tomorrow when the farm boys find this freak of nature,

They will wrap his body in newspaper and carry him to the museum.

But tonight he is alive and in the north field with his mother.

It is a perfect summer evening: the moon rising over the orchard,

The wind in the grass.

And as he stares into the sky,

There are twice as many stars as usual.


A note to readers: I have increasingly been writing about consciousness, cosmos, and spirituality. For that reason, I have a new blog called anahatanada.online. If that is of interest to you, please check it out.

With gratitude,

LaNell

Power of Beauty

Beauty has the power to heal us. 

The divine beauty of nature can heal us.

Beauty of a flower,

of moonlight over the ocean,

of the colors of autumn. 

As I walk through this broken world,

I carry the shattered pieces of my heart

and they become like a constellation within,

lighting my path forward

to see beauty everywhere.

In every face,

Every flower,

Every tree,

Every rock.

Every step on this Earth is taken in a sacred place.