Do you believe it's all random...
The people we meet, the time that we meet them? Is it all just chance?
Just random atoms bouncing around the vastness of the universe, on a random trajectory that then happen to collide... Or is there no such thing as chance? Is there a plan, a pattern, a force that guides the spaces between the spaces as much as anything else...
I wonder a lot about why people come into one's life at certain times... what are they meant to teach you, show you, give you?
Every meeting has a purpose. Every crossed lifeline: a lesson.
The Japanese have a philosophy: kintsugi... It is an embracing of the flawed or imperfect... It comes to life in Japanese artwork where broken pottery is fused back together using gold…
The Japanese say highlighting the cracks and repairs as simply an event in the life of an object rather than allowing its service to end at the time of its damage or breakage...
Do we meet people at times in our lives when we need parts of us to be filled with gold?
I don't believe we meet people to fix us. To make us whole again. That's no one else's job but our own.
The people who we allow to parallel their lines to ours are there to reflect back a version of ourselves... It is up to us to do the work and put ourselves back together...
We can’t externalise the task of making ourselves whole.
The danger is that the reflection we model ourselves on is itself flawed. It is either obscured by the half-truths, protective layers or barriers we protect our broken souls with; or it is tainted by the misplaced agenda of the parallel line holding the mirror...
Whether you apply this in your personal or professional life, the lesson still holds true.
Professionally: Be careful of the agenda that the reflection brings with it. Often, if we are not careful about those we parallel our lines with, they can force their agendas on to us and we end up carrying a far heavier load which does not serve our needs.
Personally: Be mindful of the reflection you use when fusing your soul back together because once the gold has set; you can't go back - you can only hope that you fix the next break more carefully.
