Last month my kitty jumped on the credenza and a cup fell on the floor, while she was looking for the perfect spot to lay. At first I thought about throwing everything away, but soon I collected the pieces of that old cup and started rebuilding it with some sort of special glue. The result was quite satisfying, although a piece was missing.
It suddenly reminded me of the story of the chipped cup in Once Upon a Time tv series, and the meaning of my cup changed in a moment. It was the symbol of hard times and effort, of lost and won love. What else could it be in a movie about fairy-tales?
Whenever I look at it now, I don’t see it as an incomplete, ruined, useless and ugly object, despite the cracks and the messy patchwork. Beyond its imperfection there’s so much beauty and shine. It always gives me hope, whispering me that even in what could seem so raw and flawed there could hide pureness and brightness, if you just look deeply or slightly change point of view, with eyes wide open and weightless soul.
From Once Upon a Time season finale:
Belle: “Rumplestiltskin, this thing we have, it’s never been easy. I’ve lost you so many times. I’ve lost you to darkness, to weakness, and finally, to death. But now I realize, I realize that I have not spent my life losing you. I’ve spent my life finding you.”
Rumple: “Belle, when we met, I wasn’t just unloved, and unloving, I was an enemy of love. Love had only brought me pain. My walls were up, but you broke them down. You brought me home. You brought light to my life and chased away all the darkness. And I vow to you, I will never forget the distance between what I was and what I am. I owe more to you than I can ever say. How you can see the man behind the monster, I will never know.”
Belle: “That monster’s gone. The man beneath him may be flawed, but we all are. And I love you for it. Sometimes the best book has the dustiest jacket. And sometimes the best teacup is chipped.”