You haven't really lived until you practice the beautiful Japanese art of attempting to mend a cherished but broken object using Kintsugi. This falls squarely within the philosophy of Wabi Sabi (the idea of impermanence and change.) 
You maybe wondering what this is. It is a poetic distillation of a powerful idea.
You take a beautiful bowl. You break so as to dull its beauty. This moment is a defining point in the history of the object.
You take a beautiful bowl. You break so as to dull its beauty. This moment is a defining point in the history of the object.
You then sit and meticulously repair the object with a mixture of resin and gold. What you end up with is a transformative experience that yields to the idea that the broken lines mended with care add more beauty than before. Repair requires transformation.
The pristine is less beautiful than the broken. The shape of us is impossible to see, until it is fractured. Until a wound like a crack runs its length.
Hemingway in a Farewell To Arms had a line that I finally understand.
"The world breaks everyone, afterward many are strong in the broken places."
"The world breaks everyone, afterward many are strong in the broken places."
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