Пересказ: The Cup is Already Broken

Источник: https://barbaraoneal.substack.com/p/the-cup-is-already-broken

Барбара рассказывает о рождественском подарке от мужа — чашках Starbucks с глубоким смыслом.

История коллекции чашек

Барбара собирает керамические чашки из мест, которые она посетила: тяжёлые кружки из Нью-Йорка и Лондона, которые хранят кофе горячим дольше. Её муж подарил ей чашку из Лос-Анджелеса (где она провела много времени) и из Марокко (которую она посетила дважды за три года). Однако ручка марокканской чашки была сломана.

Философское значение подарка

Муж объяснил, что сломал ручку случайно, но решил не менять чашку, так как она будет полезна для держания кистей в студии. Это напоминание об их совместном чтении философии Сенеки о том, что "чаша уже сломана" — фраза, которую они используют, когда один из них слишком волнуется. Подарок был очень личным и значимым для Барбары, олицетворяя принятие несовершенства и красоты в разломанности.

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The Cup is Already Broken

Источник: https://barbaraoneal.substack.com/p/the-cup-is-already-broken

My husband and I don’t exchange expensive presents as a rule. This year, his gift to me was two coffee cups. Starbucks coffee cups specifically. I have a large collection, picked up everywhere over the years, but I only ever drink out of two of them—the heavy duty ceramic cups from New York City (picked up on a writers’ retreat to Montauk ages ago) and London (picked up on a trip with my husband). I love the weight of them, the way they keep my coffee hot longer. The rule is, I can’t have a cup from anywhere I haven’t been, and it can’t be an airport purchase on a fly-through. I have to actually have visited the place.

I don’t collect many things, and honestly haven’t picked up a new cup in ages, but he found one of the heavy ceramic cups from Los Angeles. It qualifies since I’ve spent tons of time there, and it will be very nice to have a third cup in the rotation. Thoughtful gift.

Then he offered me a second small bag. “Remember,” he said, “‘the cup is already broken,’” which is a catch-phrase between us when one or the other is worrying too much (usually me). It’s attributed to different people, but we found it from Seneca, the Roman stoic.

I opened it to find another Starbucks cup, from Morocco, which also counts since I’ve visited twice in the past three years. I don’t remember actually seeing a Starbucks, and one does tend to drink the excellent mint tea there, but it is beautiful cup and will give me a waft of memory when I look at it.

Unfortunately, the handle was broken off.

My husband explained that he’d broken it within minutes of its arrival, and considered buying another one. Then he thought, no, I would like using it in my studio to hold brushes, and it was a good reminder of our readings.

It’s one of my favorite gifts in recent years. Beautiful, thoughtful, and very personal.

Broken cup in situ I hope the holiday stretch is going well for you. My family is still here, and last night, my granddaughters and I watched The Sound of Music. To my delight, they were enthralled.

As always, I want to hear from you. How do you embrace the idea that the cup is already broken? What moments of sorrow or magic have you experienced this week?