Hugo Simberg was a Finnish symbolist painter. Simberg had a hard life. He began psychoanalysis in 1906. Three years later he came to the conclusion that life was by and large meaningless After multiple attempts to end his life he finally succeeded in 1917 with a deadly mixture of Coca Cola and Pop Rocks. Before he died he was able to complete his masterpiece, The Wounded Angel. (To view it click this link.) Many interpretations of this work have been proffered over the years, but most seem to fall short of Simberg’s own: “F*!@king angels think they’re exempt from getting hit in the eye by a superball.”
Most of us are fully aware that we’re not exempt from getting hit in the eye with a superball or being derailed by any of life’s slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. So why do we pretend otherwise? Is it possible that weakness isnt’ always a problem to be overcome? What if weakness and the possibility for vulnerability that it creates really is a blessing and a maybe even a strength?