A Response: A Shattered Psyche
Your psyche is you, perhaps the only thing you truly own forever.
We spend a lot of time worrying about it and whether it is correct or complete or perhaps what is wrong with it, both our own and others’.
I am of the mind that every psyche, if spoken of as a thing, should be described like this vase. In that manner I have recently responded to a thought of shattered psyche with this:
Strength is not found in never having let anything out, but in choosing what to put back and keep in. It is the patches on the cracks and what they hold behind them that strength comes from. No tears are needed, but they will happen. Those patches on the cracks are not repairs, that’s the sinews of strength showing through.
Wear the cracks without shame. An unbroken vessel has not had to weather the troubles of life and living. It remains new and untested. The unbroken vessel does not know how much is too much nor what truly lies within. The psyche that believes itself to be perfect is one that has never seen a mirror. The psyche that believes it should be perfect has never truly seen the weathered and cracked vessels of those they most admire.
If perfection is our only goal, failure will be our only accomplishment.
It is far better to be useful than to be perfect.
Where a perfect vessel is needed, they throw out the vessels with any imperfections, no care for the beauty of the mosaic of the cracks that give it strength.
I really enjoyed this post – particularly the last line about those who throw out imperfect vessels in the (futile, misguided) search for a perfect one. [That's how it resonated with me, anyway.] I like the idea of the cracks in the mosaic giving it strength.
I did not intentionally try to say it, but a comment (see below, thank you DysthymiaBree) highlights a different perspective: When we seek perfection in others, we throw away what is more useful, more solid, more meaningful. We throw out what we need.