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So I have this mental picture of handmade paper and the fibers that create it. The finished product isn't perfect by many standards but it has texture and beauty in its individuality. It didn't become what it is on its own but instead is a product of many influences. It is bound together by those influences and as random as they are, it somehow works. It can be imitated but it can never be reproduced exactly the same way. It's beautiful. And if you take the time to think beyond the obvious it's perfect in its imperfection.
So why paper? Because while I am very far from perfect I have to sometimes remind myself that I am unique. We are all unique. And being unique has value. Every single one of us has arrived at this spot in time through a specific series of events...and none of us share the same series, the same history of events. We are each literally one of a kind...and how incredibly wonderful is that anyway? We collide with each other and share moments but we get to those moments on our own unique path. We may find ourselves on a similar path but we bring so many different experiences to that journey that we'd be foolish not to recognize that we are surrounded by greatness as we travel. So where is this all coming from? Not completely sure, but if I'm honest but I'd like to think that recently somewhere along the line I was gifted with a glimpse of the bigger picture. I've been so blessed by the people that have been part of my journey and without exception I've learned something from the people that I've encountered. I've learned that not one of us got to today without pain, without joy and without challenges. Some of our challenges have been obvious. Some of them have been private. But we each have something that we are desperately trying to learn to live with gracefully...and we each have a different degree of success today. That degree of success may change on a moments notice but we are all trying so very hard. It's an ongoing battle and it for the most part it's a noble fight. Those battles and the celebrations when we are successful are what shape who we are. They are the fibers of our life. They connect us to each other. And they are beautiful. |
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