The Broken Jar

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Crash! 
One moment

is all it took to disintegrate into a million little pieces.......rapidly rolling away into distant corners.
And then.....an eternity of silence.

There it lay.....a magnificent jar....in shards.

The potter slowly shuffled around, picking the pieces, dusting them into his wheel again. He held them in his hands, put the broken pieces together, melted, moulded, shaped them anew...One more creation out of the same nothings.

Your life may be in a million little pieces today.

You can choose to watch them roll away into oblivion. Or pick them up one by one, and make them whole again. Just this time a different configuration-yet another variant of the essence that is you: one you’ve never known before; waiting to be explored, waiting to bloom.

Own your life.

Use it, eke it, stretch it, tease it, till it can be used no more.

There is no perfect picture. It’s what you make of your brokenness that makes it picture-perfect.