Life is an unsolved riddle only to the degree that you haven’t yet realized yourself to be the answer.
How do you mend a broken heart? The heart never breaks. What needs mending is the perception of a broken or breakable world. When the heart is shut out by what we perceive to be some part of our world splitting, the perception of division, then we close off that aspect of the mind that I am calling the heart, and it’s manifest in sluggish energy in the heart chakra also. Things seem darker and our awareness dimmer. Hope seems more like fantasy in that state.
Hence the notion we talk about of building walls around our heart. We are dividing it. Engaging the heart can be difficult. We get lost in our heads or we hide in our guts. This is why we so often speak of things in terms of having the guts to do or say something.
I remember finding out a boy liked another girl was the end of the world to me in the 8th grade. Especially so when you are still trying to figure out the body’s weirdness. It takes guts to grow up. Actually, it takes heart. The guts handle themselves.
Would someone else like to share their experience of the heart?
So many. It took a long time for me to be able to trust men and I think it was a good thing I was distrustful at first. I did not let myself get into trouble. Ah, the level of the heart awareness is the level of trust. You might say trust is the rule of the heart.
It is what gives me a “feeling” when someone is being truthful or not. The heart only perceives truth, because it’s incapable of thought as we know it, and it receives experience from other centers. It trusts its eyes and ears and hands, even while the thinking part of the mind is busy making up reasons it should doubt things or be afraid. The heart is the seat of the power of belief and the center of faith as well.
When you say the heart only sees truth, does that mean it can be deceived? Or that it discerns lies at some level? It can’t be deceived, because it doesn’t separate things, and it can only be masked. The heart is not capable of insistence, not of it’s own power. The heart has been described as the small quite voice inside. It’s the spirit behind the conscience if not the set of dogmas most people call their conscience, and it is inherently permissive because it’s innately loving. Love is acceptance of the moment and the being in it exactly as they are. You cannot reject anything when you are filled with a sense of unity with it.
Your thoughts are welcome. Be well friends.