I can choose to focus on the crack.
I can choose to focus on the rough edges and the chalky
texture and the incompleteness.
I can choose to focus all my energies on the crack and the
unfinishedness of this life that I forget all about the incredible almost
ethereal beauty…
Or I can receive the bowl from the hands of the owner in its
entirety… in the strange bittersweet wholeness it represents, allowing each side to speak
its own message … allowing each side to mold my heart as I am faced with the
cracks in my own life and in the lives of people around me… as I am faced with
the unfinishedness of the process in my own life… and in the lives of the
people around me… Reminded that there is glory and there is beauty in each…
Recognizing the glory and the beauty in each.
I am quite lost in my thoughts when I hear the owner’s voice
bringing me back to the pottery studio’s
dusty floor.
Of course..., he adds almost as an afterthought, Of course we
offer 100% guarantee for all the pieces made in our studio…
I look up not really understanding what he means by this, what he is talking about. My expression must demand an explanation
because he offers it, as simply as he pointed the crack.
Everything we make
here is fully functional and oven, microwave and dishwasher safe.
I am so surprised I burst into laughter. The thought
of practicality,
the usefulness, the functionality
of the bowl never even crossed my
mind.
You are telling me that
this bowl is actually functional… it’s actually USEFUL…?!!!... I want to say but
feel rather foolish so I suppress my laughter and keep my mouth shut.
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