Mirror Connect

A water-bearer in India had two large pots, each hanging on either end of a pole he carried across his neck. One pot was perfect, but the other had a crack in it.

Every day, the water-bearer walked down to the river, filled both pots, and walked back home. The perfect pot always delivered a full pot of water, but the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For two years, this continued daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his master’s house. Naturally, the perfect pot felt proud, fulfilling the purpose for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, miserable it could only deliver half its capacity.

Finally, after two years of shame, the cracked pot spoke to the water-bearer by the river, saying, “I am sorry. I’m ashamed of myself and want to apologize to you. I have only been able to deliver half my load because of this crack in my side. You’ve had to work extra hard because of my flaw.”

The water-bearer smiled gently and replied, “Did you ever notice the flowers growing on your side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side? I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path. Every day, as we walked back from the river, you watered them. Because of you, we have fresh flowers on our table every day.”

Often, we obsess over our perceived flaws, relentlessly trying to fix or hide them, believing that these imperfections make us less worthy.  This story gently invites us to shift our perspective—to view ourselves with compassion rather than criticism. It reminds us that our flaws and imperfections, the parts we often try to hide or fix, may actually allow beauty to bloom around us.

Our uniqueness can cultivate beauty, kindness, and growth in ways perfection never could. When we lovingly accept our whole selves, we give permission for our true potential and inner gifts to flourish. In your journey of self-love, remember the cracked pot. Celebrate your imperfections, for they might be watering gardens you’ve yet to notice.