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It is said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Collectors have obviously found this to be true in their chosen obsession.
There are several collections in this household. My husband is an avid collector of old things, bottles being one of them. Now I ask you , what is beautiful about a bottle? I have obviously asked this question and believe me the answer is very long and drawn out haha!
 
My own collection started because of my daughters’ interest in Buddhism and other religions. I discovered that the many statues and ornaments of Buddha to be found were really quite lovely. 
 
I knew very little about Buddhism but these images drew me and I found the simplest way of accounting for Buddha himself was a beautiful story. The historical Buddha was Shakyamuni and he had been born a Crown Prince who was to be groomed to become King. However, upon realising the suffering the outside world was enduring he gave up his privileged lifestyle to go out into the world and help. He found enlightenment at a place called Badh Gaya in India when he was a young man and went on to teach this enlightenment to others.
Buddha means “one who is awakened” and in Buddhist tradition there are countless deities. There are healing Buddhas ,Dhyani Buddhas, compassionate Buddhas, longevity Buddhas and wealth Buddhas but the historical Shakyamuni is the image typically used for statues and ornaments.
 
I have quite a collection now, some old bought at antique fairs and auctions but some just as lovely modern ones. My favourite was bought from the Swarovski shop and is crystal so I keep it under a glass dome. It is strange, but without even knowing very much about Buddhism they bring a sense of peace.
 
So, bottles are tolerated because my husband finds them fascinating but my Buddhas are loved because they are beautiful and radiate a sense of calm. 
 
Collecting can be fun as long as your chosen obsession can fit in your living space comfortably. Thankfully my husbands’ bottles live quite happily in his man cave where he can dust them himself.

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