More Beautiful for Having Been Broken

kintsukuroi to repair with gold

Saw this image on Facebook today.  Can’t get it out of my head.

The thing about this word is, I really do find the dish more beautiful then it would have been without the gold.  Still beautiful before, but even more so now.

Kind of reminds me of the Princess Bride, where, in the first chapter, Buttercup learns of Westley’s death and she suddenly becomes the most beautiful woman in a hundred years.  Because she was “a great deal wiser, an ocean sadder.  …understood the nature of pain, and beneath the glory of her features, there was a character, and a sure knowledge of suffering.”

Granted, the Princess Bride is one big, long satire, but it leads me to wonder how much wisdom there is in that thought.  In that concept of becoming more beautiful for having been broken.

More confident, for what I’ve been through, certainly.  More self-aware.  Saddened by my current circumstances, but continually gladdened by my blessings…

But more beautiful?

I suppose that depends on your definition of beauty.  If that definition includes confidence and happiness, well, then I guess I’ve been through the kintsukuroi process, too.  :)

 

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