and in immediate need of repair
if fixing were even possible.
As a young girl first being taught the story of Genesis
I was deemed stained from birth by the actions of the First One
who sought only the Truth.
The truth is, it is all a ruse, a lie.
We are pummeled with countless advertisements
telling us how we could be whole, perfect
if only we would use their product
Or read their book
Or attend the next seminar
Or worship in a certain way.
An illusionary paradise promising
Perpetual health and happiness
Here is another truth….
We never left paradise…
I have spent enough money on self-help propaganda
to buy a mansion
when this “house” is standing secure just as it is.
I once knew a man, talented with his hands,
who was very good at fixing things.
We would tell him how much we appreciated his help
but he never believed us.
He would break things over and over again
just so he could fix them,
yet he never took care of the tools his father had given him.
He did not see their worth.
Do I keep believing I am in need of fixing because I do not value the gifts that have been given to me?
I am not broken.
I never have been….
It is true I have had my share of defeats,
countless mistakes, and some pretty scary encounters
leaving me scarred and wounded.
To deny these blemishes would be to reject
a crucial part of my being.
Like the ancient art of kintsugi
Those life experiences which caused cracks
are the building blocks
of an even stronger self.
I am a sum of all my experiences…
I enter a state of rebirth and re-creation
as I release the ego
and embrace my imperfections.
It is here that I enter into a state of grace
in an indestructible bond with the Divine
Just as I am.