turquoisetangle:

poetdreamer:

bochebelaila:

Kintsugi (金継ぎ), meaning “golden joinery,” is the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery using gold. It restores functionality to a broken vessel, and not only adds beauty and worth, it turns destruction and damage into the most valuable part of the piece. The scars of the past are not erased  or hidden away, to be ashamed of – they are transformed, immortalized in gold.

How many times have I felt as if I could hold no more water – like a dry cistern? How many times have I felt parched as dust from a cracked vessel? As many times as I have felt like pieces of me have been lost or torn away, and as many times as I have cried over how broken I have become. Yet, with time, patience, hard work, and the touch of a Master craftsman, I may yet be restored.

A reminder for us all. Yes, life changes us, even sometimes breaks us. But those breaks can be stronger and more beautiful if we heal them with art. Fill the breaks with poetry, paint the cracks with art. Take the time and be stronger for it.

Thank you for this. I needed to see it today.

I first reblogged this post by another in December 2012. I’m reblogging it again today, just over a year later, on January 1, 2014. I just emailed this photograph of repaired pottery with beautiful words to my sister with the subject line, “We’re glued back together with GOLD.” She needed to read it too, because of this text reply she sent to me earlier today, “Yup all the pieces are coming back together. I can see they are being glued carefully into place. So proud of you. That may seem silly but i am.” Silly only because she is my younger sister, but not silly at all. I assured her I understood completely, and added that she and I are stronger together, connected by our “all in” ginormous hearts, even though we’ve made our homes many states apart. Life goes on and so do we, wearing cowgirl boots with sass and kickass, though we have pleasing manners too. ‘Cause we’re Gary’s Girls and Patty Sunshine’s too. Damn straight. 2014 is The Year of the Horse and we’re ready to run the race, while setting our own pace.

January 1, 2014

A Clarity of Conscious: Live…

aclarityofconscious:

2012 resolutions

Live every minute,
But watch for the moment,
The oft overlooked and insignificant moment,
when God whispers.

The still, soft voice,
When you least expect it,
Telling you He has not forgotten,
And is still very much by your side.

Live every minute,
with no thought for the…

I love this poem and the man who wrote it. He is still surprising me, in wonderful ways, even twenty plus year after meeting and marrying him. 2012 feels hopeful. So thankful for that. 

A Clarity of Conscious: Live…

sometimes the happy shows

there are days you awake

with a sense of anticipation

today is one of those days

for me

my friends are coming over to play

we’re calling it A Planning Meeting

but under that Official Sounding Moniker

it’s a play date

for the women we are

artists and writers too

we’re having lunch

the four of us

fancy chicken salad and a veggie tray

with cookies and cake for dessert

maybe a walk afterwards

with the warmth of the sun

on a rare and wonderful 52˚ January day

rare for the Midwest anyway

my husband is teasing me

calling it a Cackle Party

he’s going out for lunch

instead of coming home

in the middle of his work day

after the daily drop off at 8:20 a.m.

to take my boys to school

I did some errands

just a few

I am home, by 10:00 a.m.

waiting for my friends

I smiled a serene smile

all through the grocery store

must of looked like

I was up to something

well, sometimes the happy shows

and oh, it feels so good

to be happy and hopeful

hello, 2012

so glad you’re here

it’s only day five

and I sort of love you

still grinning in anticipation here

watching the clock

’cause my friends are comin’ over

soon

© 2012 Turquoise Tangles