Peace in Pieces

Linking with the Wed Muse # 7 "A Beautiful Mess"

Thank you for another wonderful prompt Toni!

Today Toni is having us explore the Japanese art of Kintsugi and how to make the most of breaks, cracks, mistakes.  Kintsugi is the repairing of a break or a crack with gold. It was created in the 5th century when a shogun broke his favorite tea cup.  He didn't want to throw the cup away but he wanted to continue to use it. 

 She is asking us all to write a poem in any form about the healing in your life - how you have repaired the cracks and breaks, about your scars, how you have triumphed or are trying to persist.  How you let the light shine through the cracks, how you grow stronger. 

If a mistake is not a stepping stone, it is a mistake. ~Eli Siegel

Note:

I could write many things about this, because if mistakes were worth money I would be rich indeed!

If I were a bowl sitting on the table

I would be cracked in countless places

No more soup eating in this one

 Maybe a place to put sweet-n-low

Or ketchup packets

You see

I have a tendency to fall

Not just the slipping on ice kind

I make decisions with my broken heart

Leaving my whole mind out of the equation

Not everyone and everything

Can be alright at the same time

But I would sure try to make it so

It is a behavior that has

Taken away my peace

My money

My health

And others sobriety

Slowly with glue

And a lot of growth

I have healed

Seeing others heal

And they grew

With God’s help

Not mine

There is a peace now

I did not know before

Holding the burden of other’s hurts

Is a heavy and weary place

That only adds to our own pain

Letting go is such a simple thing

Yet so profoundly hard

It is a lesson I have learned slowly

And will be learning for the rest of my life

 piece by piece

Like fragments of broken glass

Being placed back together

One piece at a time

To make me complete again.

Note 2:  I have talked about it many times in my other posts, but I am the mother of a recovery addict alcoholic.    I am so very thankful that he has been clean and sober for going on 5 years in July, but looking back, I know in my heart that I slowed that process.  My trying to help kept him from truly getting the help he needed.  That is something that I will have to live with for the rest of my life.  All I ever wanted was for him to be whole, happy, and live a good life.  By the grace of God that is now so.