You are wrought of oceans—
not of mere water,
but of the hush between waves,
of tides that rise to the call of unseen stars.
Within you, the salt of memory lingers—
not sorrow, but the sacred trace of becoming,
gathered grain by grain
in the cathedral of your silence.
Still, you shine.
Even in eclipse,
your depths cradle light
the way night cradles the moon.
Somewhere along the path of becoming, we absorbed the notion that worth is contingent upon flawlessness. That to be lovable, we must be polished—composed, orderly, untouched by error.
But life—the kind that pulses with meaning and depth—unfolds not in perfection, but in the spaces between.
It lives in the cracks.
In the hesitations.
In the unanticipated, the undone, the unrefined.
We were never meant to be seamless. We were meant to be whole. And wholeness allows for unevenness—for vulnerability, for nuance, for evolution.
Continue reading “The Gift of Imperfection: How Flaws Make Us Whole”
By Surakshya Kiju | Featured Contributor
Love. The point of it all. The reason for it all.
We find purpose in love. We give meaning to our lives through love. Love is arguably the strongest emotion we human beings feel, be it for our family, our friends, or our soulmate. We pursue love all our lives. All we want in the end is to be able to love and to be loved. We go to great lengths to find love. We let love define us.
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