At age 70 I carry a number of scars.
They are not blemishes; they are proof that I have lived and worked and played hard.
Too often we hide our scars, thinking that they are ugly.
Consider the ancient Japanese art of kintsugi which is repairing broken ceramics, not with glue, but with lacquer mixed with gold.
Cracks are not concealed but highlighted by the bright metal.
Kintsugi expresses an acceptance of breakage and repair as natural parts of the history of an object… or a person.
“There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in…” — Leonard Cohen, Anthem
kintsugi is my latest passion. I have purchased several articles of jewelry and have picked out a dish that I am willing to break and then repair with gold. I love the concept because I had always thought of myself as broken, never realizing that those shards can be put back together to be even more beautiful than before.
Very very interesting, even beautiful. Thank You
Hell, that’s one of the few things I like to see in people, is the roadmap as to how they got to where they are. Scars are proof of living.