Have you ever tried to fix something that is broken? Have you ever really gone all-in and tried to make something that was broken new again?
 
Maybe you broke it by accident. Maybe you broke it intentionally. Whatever the case, it is not what it once was, and it needed to be repaired.
 
Though I am certainly not a luthier. But, there was a time when I worked on guitars a lot. I was living in this apartment in Hermosa Beach in the 80s that had this big kitchen. I had my woodworking gear all set up down at one end.
 
I guess I was inspired by a couple of friends that I had at the time. I mean, these guys were true guitar luthiers. I was amazed at some of the stuff I watched them accomplished. They would truly fix or repair or modify a guitar, playing with the wood in just the right way. It was truly an advanced artform.
 
I had this girlfriend back then. Hot Latin tempered. She got mad at me this one time and she grabbed one of my favorite guitars and totally smashed it. A 1968 Guild D55. That was the first year of that guitar model’s production. So, even back in the 80s, it was a valuable instrument.
 
SMASH, BANG, BROKEN, GONE. All based in anger.
 
I believe that is one of things about The Broken. Think how many things are broken out of anger. Think how many things are broken out of unconscious action. Think how many things are broken by you just not caring about what someone else cares about. Then, once broken, how can it be fixed? Moreover, do you even care if it is or can be fixed when it is not something that you, personally, care about?
 
Anyway, I spent a lot of time trying to repair that guitar. But, it never came back to what it once was. …Once was before it was broken.
 
And, that’s another big issue. Once something is broken, in all cases, it is really hard to fix.
 
I was putting something away today. As I was lifting it over this table I accident banged the end of that table with it. I noticed that I chipped the corner of that table. Now, I am going to have to try and fix it.
 
But, think about this… If I hadn’t done that. If my actions had been more precise. That table would not be broken. Thus, I would not have to try and fix it.
 
You know, we all break things in life. Whether we mean to or not, we are responsible for things being damaged. A good life is defined by one who breaks as few things as possible. A good life is defined by someone who breaks as few elements of another person’s life as possible.
 
Think about your own life. What have you broken? Now ask yourself the deeper question, why did you break it? Was it based upon an accident? Was it based upon you not being conscious of what you were doing? Or, was it broken out of anger, arrogance, or whatever? Did you break it intentionally?
 
Let’s look at the bigger question… Once you did break something, what did you do about it? If you broke something of yours, that you cared about, I imagine you tried to get it fixed. Or, maybe replace it.  But, what about that somebody else’s something that you broke? What did you do about that? Did you do anything?
 
In life, things get broken. That’s just the nature of the beast. It is what you do about that Broken something, after the fact, that comes to be the definition of whom you truly are and what will be your next dose of karma.
 
Think about all of this for a few moments. Think about this the next time you break something: physical or personal.
 
Now that it’s broken, what are YOU going to do next?