Life is to us what Pete Sampras or Vanessa/Serena are to tennis.It throws curve balls when we least expect it, and leaves us with broken pieces.
Picking up those pieces is easier said than done. Accepting untoward circumstances is didactic instruction.Seeking support from friends or family is tough when they are not readily available. A little self- reflection is necessary, but difficult to do when things go awry.
The Japanese art of Kintsugi involves mending broken items with gold or silver lacquer. It is the quintessential art of making the best of things.
We can do the same with life’s shattered pottery by setting realistic goals for ourselves. A little forgiveness, either of ourselves or others, goes a long way.
And taking some time to build healthy coping mechanisms doesn’t hurt either. Enjoy this Abedacerian.
A mish mash of broken pots
Battered ware we should do without
Cared for not, left to rot
Dumped in a box or left about
Ever lifeless, soon forgot
Fount of silver mend in time
Gold coverings make anew
Hardened, tough, like casks of wine
In old box that we once threw
Jumbled, out of sorts and mind
Knead with the liquid silver of forgiveness
Love these broken pieces with liquid gold
Mend with the support of togetherness
Nurse with the charms of advice so old
Or nourish with the fruit of their closeness
Patience it takes to mend these wares
Quell the urge to fix them fast
Rusted many of them are
Submission to fate, odd, but they last
Throw away those that cannot fare
Under these pots, fix gold base of growth
Verify their stability with silver sides
Wait, though these mends be slow
Xult when small progress is nigh
Yonder is the fixed, beauteous pot
Zoned in platinum chamber, not forgot.
The Getting Literal Writing Alcove 