From The Prophet: "Work is love made visible. And if you can not work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you s hould leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of the people who work with joy."
I have always loved Gibran's reflections on work, children and death. This particular quote has hung near my desk for years, to remind me to have a better attitude when the going gets tough. I don't mind work; it brings me great comfort. Work gives purpose, and I believe purpose is a gift.
I have trouble with mediocrity. And reality. What, really, are all those hours in the therapist's office besides accepting mediocrity and reality? They are all about learning to accept flaws, my own and others. I recently came across a few lines of Leonard Cohen that sum it up beautifully and from them, I draw the goal of my acceptance, and the title of the blog. Thanks, Len, for once again tying it up so impishly.
Ring the bells that still can ring,
forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything;
that's how the light gets in.
:)
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