Loving Your Broken Places

I have always been the “strong type”, priding myself on a sense of invincibility. Lately, though, I have been feeling a bit more fragile, porous almost.

I actually feel broken in a few places. I look at some of my actions and wonder “Why?” – Why didn’t I see that sooner? Why didn’t I choose a different route? Why do I seem to struggle with some things in life that others get so easily?

Yet, I prayed and thought about this and realized our broken places are also a gift. When you feel broken and porous and too fragile for the world, the spaces within you may simply be spaces of possibilities- places from which your light may shine through.

The Possibilities in Vulnerability

Along the road to Oz,
seeking God,
I had traveled as impermeable
with the courage the lion sought.

Now, I am a straw-person,
fragile and floppy

I wonder at the irony
of my ever being frightening,
as life lands upon my poles

Like crows to a flocking –
calling Caw! Caw! Caw! in mocking.

My limbs move in mirror movements
and betwixt my stands I see-
light pouring through me

And in my vision, God unveils
in the glow and
this I know-

Un-fragile and solid
were never meant to be,
for what space would
be left for God to love me?

9 thoughts on “Loving Your Broken Places

  1. It’s really tough when the whys come up. I went through this quite badly when I realized that I had married an opportunist (as I thought at the time – it was only later that I understood he is a narcissist) and I really started questioning my own judgment. All I can say is don’t be too hard on yourself – we’re all fallible. Take care, Lynette

  2. How beautiful to acknowledge the strength of our vulnerable places! Reminds me of this lyric:
    “There is a crack in everything; that’s how the light gets in…” –Leaonard Cohen

  3. Hey..This is so touching & motivating.
    The comparison of broken pieces with porous things, the comparison of void spaces with the possibilities to fill them with new ray of light.
    I loved this post 🙂

  4. I like your train of thought. Those places must be full of possibilities. Isn’t possibilities a main reaction of life? A few years ago I decided to love my body no matter any of my perceived flaws because its the only way. A month ago I decided to love all my mistakes, stupid moments, and bad moves. It seems silly to completely love my body and not my mind, heart and soul as well.

    As leah says in her About video, “I’m perfect and imperfect are the same letters” http://dharmacomics.com/about/

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