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Gifts of A Broken Heart

A few months ago I read two insights about broken hearts. Elizabeth Cunningham wrote, “Hearts are hard until they are broken.” The other quote was from Anita Krissan. It stated: “Let  your heart crumble into an infinite amount of tiny, precious seeds. Then plant love everywhere you go.”

Each of these statements touched a level of truth within me at the time. My thoughts have returned to them often. As I delved deeper into them I remembered my time with infants and small children. In my experience they do not have hard hearts. In fact, I would say that babies and small children are wide open. Their hearts are gentle and they exhibit feelings of love and happiness. This happens with ease when their needs are met and they are loved.

Based on this observance I’ve come to this understanding: hearts are not hard, but the walls we’ve built around them resemble stone. I believe we construct this fortress around our hearts in an attempt to keep us from being harmed as we may have been in the past. I understand why we do this; I’ve done it myself.

I think we have been misinformed in thinking walls will keep our hearts safe. What those structures actually do is enclose us and cut us off from the rest of the world. Being within the walls of a fortress isolates us. We become shut down from our own feelings too.

What if our hearts are intended to be gentle and wide open even when we’re not babies anymore? I think hearts are meant to be this way. It’s the way they were designed. What’s more, I am convinced that our hearts know that their natural state is one of wide open gentleness.

Consider this prospect for a moment. If the hearts do know then perhaps they are the ones breaking down the walls! Not someone outside of us taking love away or withholding it but instead our very own hearts taking drastic measures to liberate us to a new way of being.

It makes me wonder if our hearts long to be free, to be gentle, to be wide open? Can they be leading us to an experience of ever-expanding love, beauty and happiness? Are the crumbling bits of the fortress walls imbued with the knowledge that the heart holds? Have those remnants of the walls become the seeds that will germinate love like we’ve never seen in the world? I believe it is possible that these are the true gifts of a broken heart.

Journey of a Lifetime

When on a spiritual and personal quest to discover your self and purpose in life, you are instructed to focus on the journey. We are told that everything is part of the journey without necessarily being shown what that means exactly. Added to that vague concept is the structure and conditioning of our culture that emphasizes success via accomplishing goals. Needless to say, it can be overwhelming and frustrating at times.

Some recent changes in my life have helped me to better understand that it is ALL about the journey. Every little thing that occurs gives me a chance to see myself more clearly and in doing so I begin to shift my consciousness to seeing the Sacred in each moment. Oh, it may not seem like such a moment at the time. Quite the opposite you might think!

Take my morning for example. I was headed to the city (San Francisco) and the traffic was brutal! I experienced frustration and had some descriptive words for a few of the other drivers. Trust me when I tell you that none of them were complimentary. I found myself closing the gap at the bridge toll gates so that no one could get in front of me. I was striving to get ahead and stay that way….and then something happened.

I began to see how competitive I was being about simply waiting in line. That awareness took me further when I began to reflect on my morning. I realized that my behavior was a form of control. Wow! Who knew a simple thing like a traffic heavy highway would lead me to  seeing myself more clearly?

Once I got that insight I was able to shift my focus. I began to carefully look around while in that line. I observed other drivers and understood that we are all on a journey. Perhaps they were going to work, venturing out for fun or something else. What I saw were people like me in a small step of their life journey.

I am certain that today’s experience was brought to me directly from the Divine. How else would I have recognized an area where I could let go of control? Where would the connection I felt with strangers on a journey come from if not this event?

We all have a journey of a lifetime, one that is specific to each individual. You may not even have to travel to some ancient, distant land to make the discovery. Just be open and show up for your own journey of a lifetime!