Last night at Reiki we discussed Wabi-Sabi, the beauty in imperfection and loving gentle wear.
I quite disliked our window air conditioner. Despite repair work it never functioned properly. It loudly and frequently shut down its compressor with an annoying room shaking thump that got on my nerves. It may have been less than an accident when it slipped from my hand as we removed it from our window LAST season, as in the last past not the recently past last season! Not to be forgotten, its sharp metal casing left its mark by slicing my hand in the plummet. It has since remained in the yard taunting me with my own laziness and procrastination. Everyday I would look out and feel sad that my yard looked so unloved, and it stared back at me in confirmation. So, there is no love lost today as I pay the upcharge to BFI to remove its toxic gas and tote it far, far away. Why did I wait so long?
Lesson learned: In my imperfection I see that the ‘not doing’ is sometimes more painful than the ‘doing’! Perhaps the faint scar on my hand will serve as a loving reminder.
Jakikiri Joka Ho