Posts tagged ‘imperfection’

April 24, 2018

Fill your cracks with shining gold

Do you value the cracked, chipped version of yourself as much as the polished, perfect whole?

I was reminded of this important but often forgotten mindset after reading the travel memoir The Yellow Envelope by Kim Dinan. Kim writes:

In Japanese culture there is an art of fixing broken pottery with gold or silver lacquer. The lacquer highlights the pottery’s flaw as a celebrated part of its history. Because the piece has been salvaged and repaired, pulled back from the edge of destruction, it is considered even more beautiful for having been broken…. [N]ow there [is] gold where the cracks used to be.

We can each fill our own cracks with gold, celebrate (not hide) our flaws and reclaim these (im)perfections as beautiful parts of who we are. ♥️

Further inspiration from Kim in The Yellow Envelope:

I could see now that it was possible to live a long life poorly, or a short life well, and that at any moment, one might shift their position and, after years of hibernation, decide to crawl out of the den and live.


March 12, 2014

Lessons from a Russian doctor: A human definition of love

This week, I’m sharing quotes from Boris Pasternak’s novel Doctor Zhivago. I’ll post one passage that inspired or moved me each day!

Today’s excerpt is a beautifully human declaration of love, written by Yuri Zhivago’s wife Tonia in a letter to him late in the novel:

As for me, I love you. If only you knew how much I love you! I love all that is unusual in you, the good with the bad, and all the ordinary traits of your character, whose extraordinary combination is so dear to me, your face ennobled by your thoughts, which might not otherwise seem handsome, your great gifts and intelligence, which, as it were, have taken the place of the will that is lacking. All this is dear to me, and I know no man who is better than you.

What I like about this expression of love is that it takes its object for exactly what he is — what we all are — an imperfect human being, but a being worthy of love anyway. Tonia acknowledges that Yuri is just an average person: he is not a knock-out, he has quirks and faults and failings, but she loves him anyway, perhaps more so because of his imperfections. To her, this ordinary, unremarkable man is truly extraordinary, truly remarkable. Would that we can all experience this kind of love in our lives.