I have never broken anything on purpose. Broken has always been a bad thing for me. It meant I would be sad, uncomfortable, late, and/or inconvenienced. And it always cost me more money than I had to repair it….so add financially destitute to this list.
Who knew how great it would feel to smash plates with a hammer? I have seen TV sit-com therapists advise their clients and show them how to hit things and other people (with those goofy pillow bats). I thought maybe, it was more joke than any kind of real therapy….but now! Now, I get it! It feels great! Of course, I would have to argue that the marvelous sound of broken glass is a huge part of the experience! The whole process of shattering plates and then reassembling them into something absolutely different was amazing for me.
Creating is one thing I have experienced many times before and it always feels good…but destructing before the creation can begin has been terrific and a very cool life lesson. Maybe the universe was telling me to let go of, smash and destroy all of the life expectations I (and others) think I should have…and embrace the idea that becoming something totally new and different is going to take some deconstruction first. Instead of grieving…perhaps I need to celebrate the breaking and the changes and then go smash some more plates! It really does feel good!
"Bottle (in the backseat)" Broken Anchor
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