Rain Come, Roots Talk

 

Every word weh fly from yuh mouth, every ting yuh do, is a likkle seed yuh drop in di earth. Kindness? Dat one plant whole orchard—sweet fruit fi days. But cruelty? Eh, dat only raise up bush full a bramble an’ thorn. So tek care what yuh water, 'cause when di season turn, ah dat same crop gwine meet yuh at di door.

Curently listening to: Original Koffee, by Toast

The Beauty in Broken Things

 

In a world that often prizes flawlessness, the Japanese philosophy of kintsugi offers a radical alternative—one that sees beauty in imperfection, strength in fractures, and wisdom in the act of repair. More than an art form, kintsugi is a testament to resilience, celebrating history rather than concealing flaws.

Originating in the 15th century, kintsugi emerged when Japanese artisans began mending broken ceramics with lacquer infused with powdered gold, silver, or platinum. Instead of hiding damage, they illuminated it—transforming cracks into veins of brilliance. This practice aligns with the broader philosophy of wabi-sabi, which cherishes impermanence and imperfection. Each repaired bowl, cup, and plate carries a story—not of loss, but of endurance.

Kintsugi is more than a craft; it is a metaphor for life. Hardship, heartbreak, and struggle shape us, but they do not diminish our worth. Like fractured pottery gilded with gold, our scars do not mark weakness—they reveal transformation. As the poet Leonard Cohen once wrote, "There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in." 

Perhaps it is in our brokenness that our most luminous selves emerge.

-me

currently listening to Naima - John Coltrane Quartet 1965

Privilege

            It must be nice to not have to worry about politics because none of the changes affect you.

                                                                           -me

currently listening to Running Away 12" Version-Roy Ayers

Twenty-word Story

I've been lied to, and the only two people who knew the truth have died without revealing it to me.

When Pleasing Others Leaves You Empty

 

If I had known she was never going to be happy regardless of what I did to please her, and that I would have to defend myself against her lies while she was alive, and even the lies she told people about me that I discovered months after she died, I would have given up trying to please her and focused on pleasing myself. I wasted so much time filling her up while I was empty.

I am still cleaning up the mess she made. 

This blog post reflects on the profound realization that spending too much time and energy trying to please someone who will never be satisfied can leave us feeling empty and unfulfilled. It's a powerful reminder of the importance of self-care and prioritizing our own well-being. Sometimes, it's necessary to recognize that it's okay to let go of people who are impossible to please and focus on nurturing ourselves. This self-awareness can help us reclaim the time and energy we need to build a more fulfilling and balanced life.

currently listening to Get You by Daniel Caesar (featuring Kali Uchis)