Wednesday, May 6, 2009

A Whole Broken Heart

There is nothing more whole, than a broken heart.
Meaning to say: A broken heart opens one up to something beyond ones own being; thereby making body and soul whole.
Brokenness is often, the only way back to wholeness.

At the time when things seem to be falling apart, we may become open to new dimensions of our existence, that are just waiting to be utilized.

It is very hard to see this in a time of pain, but when we look back at our lives we discover, that when one door closes, another one opens. We must only have the courage, to enter it.
Many of us expend time and energy, trying to forget our difficult experiences, our broken fragments. It is difficult for us to face, what truly hurts. We try to avoid pain by: watching television, working hard, eating a lot, going to parties, etc.

But paradoxically, we can only access our real potential, by utilizing our broken side.

Forget trying to bring a whole offering, because there is a crack in everything; but that's how the light gets in.
The "Holes" In Life

A story is told about an elderly Chinese woman, who owned two large pots. Each one hung, on the ends of a pole. She carried the pole every day on her shoulders, to fill the pots with water from the stream, located at the end of the village.

One of the pots was whole, and always had a full pot of water; but the other pot was cracked, and arrived home each day only half full.

Of course, the complete pot was proud of its accomplishments, it felt really good about itself. The poor cracked pot, on the other hand, was ashamed of its own imperfections; it was miserable, it could only do half, of what it had been created to do.
After six years, of what the broken pot perceived to be bitter failure, the humbled pot finally opened its heart to the woman at the stream: "I hate myself, I am so useless and valueless. What purpose does my existence have, when each day I leak out half of my water? I am such a loser!"

The old woman smiled and said: "Didn't you notice, that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path. Every day while we walk back from the stream, you have the opportunity to water them.

"For six years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate our home. Without you being just the way you are, we would have never created this beauty together."
A broken body, reveals a whole soul. But in order to reach our essence, we need to crack through our rough exteriors. We need to go beyond our physical desires, and access our infinte potentials.

We have to look outside of ourselves, to find the reason, that G-d created us.