The concept is that nothing is perfect and that there is a natural beauty inherent in imperfection. An aged table with worn wood, stains and pock marks is more beautiful than a brand new manufactured table with no character. A vase with a crack or a chip is lovelier than its flawless cousin. A handmade pottery cup slightly askew is more pleasing than one that is perfectly symmetrical.
It is wisdom in natural simplicity. It’s allowing nature to take its course. A single flower in a vase on a table.
It is the acceptance that life and everything in it is transient. Even the rich and the famous will one day perish. Wabi-sabi honors our flaws and mortality. It is the shortness and frailty of life that urges us to be present and witness the beauty of every moment.
To live wabi-sabi is to embrace our vulnerabilities, to open ourselves to life and to love and all the pain that it might bring. To understand that beneath the surface we are not all that different. We are all afraid. We are all worn, or cracked or slightly askew.
Our imperfections make us interesting, without them we wouldn’t have stories to share.