“There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.” ~ Leonard Cohen
I am a big believer in the power of cracks and holes, the ‘lost-ness’ and brokenness that transforms us.
I believe that we can exist in those dark moments; cracked apart and fallen to pieces, because that is the doorway through which we begin catching glimpses of our reflected light shining through.
And it is thanks to those cracks that we can slowly wipe the dust from our eyes as we reassemble ourselves.
“Take these broken wings and learn to fly.” ~ Paul McCartney
When feeling lost, drifting in limbo, and downright confused to the very marrow of our bones, embrace it. Let us be lost and honor ourselves as the wounded broken thing that we are in that moment.
There is magic in broken things, for it is in being shattered to pieces that all the potential in the world is held — to be rebuilt into something unexpected. We have the abilities to truly surprise ourselves.
This wide open space can seem terribly scary and vast. Our cracks and holes may at first appear to us as being empty, chasms of lack within. This is not so.
Instead of focusing on this feeling of lack that ‘lost-ness’ brings us up against, we can see this as an opening before us with limitless possibilities, one in which our light from within can shine through to guide us along.
When lost, any direction can be the right way. All paths are now available to you in some form or another. And since this is the case, it is not that you are losing direction, but gaining an opportunity for new choices.
You are not losing yourself, but being gifted with a way to know yourself deeper than ever before.
“Holiness has most often been revealed to me in the exquisite pun of the first syllable, in holes- in not enough help, in brokenness, mess. High holy places, with ethereal sounds and stained glass, can massage my illusion of holiness, but in holes and ‘lost-ness’ I can pick up the light of small ordinary progress, newly made moments flecked like pepper into the slog and the disruptions.” ~ Anne Lamott
So disasssemble yourself. Close your eyes and spin yourself around a few times. Lose direction on purpose. Lose yourself completely, and you can delight in the search to find yourself again. To explore with new eyes the mysterious terrain right in front of you.
Shatter yourself in a thousand little pieces, and reassemble them. We are more beautiful for being broken.
Published on Rebelle Society.