I've been musing about the physical and metaphorical heart for awhile. The broken hearts, the longing hearts, the loving hearts, the gentle hearts. What makes them shatter and what makes them whole? They swell from joy, yet feel heavy from pain. Ignore it enough, and one will feel dead.
Earlier this month, I posed this question to my dearest friend Morgan:
Is it possible to make a heart whole? Sometimes a heart feels so depleted after giving and giving, where do the pieces come to make it whole again?
The reply from Morgan:
I would say that in order to experience the wholeness of your heart, the fragments need to be integrated - all that has crystallized has to be scorched into fluidity (since life is fluid...).
Just like the sun is always shining, regardless of whether or not it's covered by clouds, the heart is whole, one, beneath it all.
When one begins residing in this place of wholeness, all action is honest. When all action is honest, there is infinite energy, as it is coming from...the infinite.
Her response so impacted me that I needed to share it.
There's something to be said about the fact that Hole and Whole is only one letter different.
What's so special about the 'W' that makes it a total opposite meaning?
foxes are much more known for their sly and cunning personalities and not of a wild one.
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