As humans we are wounded, broken and cracked, sometimes deeply. Many of us may not be whole or as perfect as we wished, yet we are whatever wholeness we have at this moment in time. It’s taken time to accept my wounded, broken and cracked life as the gift of wholeness it is rather than wanting to be perfect. I’ve found tools to help work on the broken parts, and asked others for help when it’s needed. For many this is a new way of thinking and seeing ourselves, others and all of creation. I pray that even through the brokenness we can see the wholeness of who we are, our true-self.
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Earl
Monte, this reminded me of something I’ve read and so I did a little research and found this…
“Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, vision cleared, ambition inspired, and success achieved.”
― Helen Keller
Wouldn’t it be damn boring if we all were perfect with perfect lives? While I’d never want to relive some of my more painful and weak personal moments I have to acknowledge them as being some of the moments I felt most alive and from that, they provided a catalyst for positive change. I don’t view it as brokenness.
Good post. You do wonderful coffee photos! 🙂
Monte Stevens
Well said, Brookes. And, thank you for the quote. I will take that all into my journaling and see what seed you have just planted within me. At this time in my life I do not see brokenness as negative but a positive. When I look at some twisted and distorted tree I think how much struggle that tree has experienced. And, I see character in the brokenness of some old pot or vase. It’s a part of life’s journey. Maybe brokenness is not the best word to use. Thanks, my friend!