A Trip Through the Heart

Posted by on Nov 1, 2013 in Blog | Comments Off

A Trip Through the Heart

“When you are sorrowful look again in your heart and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.” — Kahlil Gibran

The heart is a very perplexing phenomenon. I say phenomenon because throughout history the heart has been seen as the gateway to our emotions, a purveyor of magnetism, the administrator of love, a muse of artistic endeavor, just that old ticker that pumps blood around, and many more interpretations which are often plagued by paradox and confusion. But, when another human being speaks of a broken heart, most of us know exactly what he or she is talking about. It just plain old hurts and sometimes there are no words or verifiable descriptions to give it credence.

I am discovering that it is sometimes best to just “feel” instead of trying to understand all the whys and the hows. But, just feeling can be a daunting task. It is challenging indeed when something we have cherished deeply has been taken from us or when we have to let go of a cherished thing because we knew that it was not ours to keep forever and that releasing it was the best decision (not the easiest or most desired but the best.)

The feeling is one of profound emptiness, an emptiness that threatens to swallow us whole at times. All of this is happening while we have to pretend to be fine in order to function and perform the tasks demanded by our 3D reality. It is far easier to put up that wall in front of the ticker and send that sorrow into a well of repression.

I, like many humans, have done that very thing for most of my life. When we do this, we easily fall prey to anger, seeing ourselves as victims and thereby blaming everyone and everything that seems appropriate for taking away our “cherished thing.” Being human, I have found myself wallowing deep in the angry waters and succumbing to victim mode, continually telling my story to whoever will listen (poor souls) just because my ego knows that if I place blame then I will not have to feel that emptiness, that sorrow. I am still catching myself in victim mode but now I am forgiving myself for my humanity when I am aware and I am actively taking the steps to move out of anger. I am doing this because I have learned over the last few years that the story telling creates a parasitic bitterness that eats away at my very core and blinds me from seeing the truth. The truth is that I am weeping for that which has been my delight as Kahlil Gibran reminds us. He says to look again into your heart when you are sorrowful. Don’t put up that wall but look deeply into the sorrow. Sometimes we think we would have been better off without that person, that job, that skill or whatever object of affection has been stripped from our life experience. But look again! Find the treasure. Wallow in the gold! Feel the magic of that BEAUTIFUL thing and appreciate the gifts that it gave you.

We live in a Universe of constant change. It is a Universe of continual birth, death, rebirth, etc. with cycles of expansion and contraction and yet, at the highest level possible everything is eternal, so, in essence, we have lost nothing.

I am choosing to mend my broken heart this time by still cherishing what illusion says I have lost but in truth I have always had and will always have with me.

Lots of love to you all.

Have a Blessed Thanksgiving,