Broken Pieces
“We’re not meant to be perfect, we’re meant to
be whole” – Jane Fonda
Most of us come from broken pieces, so it’s easy
to identify the pain and hurt that we see in
someone’s actions or words. Identifying the pain
would make us accountable. Accountable for our
pain we haven’t healed yet and accountability for
understanding the same for someone else.
For many of us, we have been taught not to
accept what we innately know, which is, under
all the pain and hurt, is a beautiful spirit. Instead,
we’ve been taught to look at the pain as ugly and
unacceptable.
I was once asked, “What does it mean when
someone says that you’re broken pieces”? I
began to give an example of a beautiful vase.
Let’s say you have a beautiful vase, which
represents your heart. One day, someone takes it and smashes it to the ground. You are saddened,
not only because the vase was beautiful, but because it was yours and someone didn’t cherish it
the same way you did.
However and despite its condition, you know it is still worthy of being shared. So piece by piece
you start to hand out pieces of your beautiful vase, not knowing that you are slowly giving away
what you would need to be whole again. You give some to your siblings, friends, family, and so
on until there is barely anything left for you. You look down and realize not only do you not have
many pieces left, but you have no idea what to do with the little pieces you do have.
Right when you’re ready to give up and throw what’s left in the trash, those who truly want
what’s best for you, start bringing some of your pieces back. That’s when you realize, people
who truly love you and want what’s best for you, will not take from