Flaws In the Weaving
It has been noted before: In many cultures, when a work of art is created such as a tapestry or rug or other craft, often a deliberate imperfection is left in the work, either as an homage to a deity or to the idea of beauty itself, and ultimately, truth. Deity or not, those flaws, (whether deliberately caused or a result of the effects of being human), I feel, are part of what makes us beautiful. In French there is a term for women who are not conventionally beautiful, but still have a certain something: "jolie-laide". I am a big fan of that term, because I feel it can apply to almost anyone or anything that might otherwise be called ugly. I want humans to be the best they can be, and I think it would be beyond lazy to assume that what is considered a flaw at first glance, could not ultimately be our true strength. What does beauty have to do with strength? I feel that there is a direct correlation between how we perceive ourselves and our world, and how we treat ourselves and our world. If we can't allow for what are conventionally perceived as flaws in ourselves, how can we hope to embrace solutions befitting the beauty we claim is possible, in any aspect of life? Certainly, our most painful flaws need improving. I don't fault anyone for wanting an upgrade in whatever form they find comfortable, but I also want to cut through the immediate shock of being human, and embrace the beauty I feel is there, undiluted, maybe even ugly, yet gorgeous.