The “heart” of a person speaks.
I am not referring to the fist size organ in your chest but to the enigmatic “place” within, the interlocking core of soul, spirit, mind, will, memory, aspirations, longings, regrets. The place where grief grieved, ignored, or overridden, lives. I refer to that complex “engine” within you and me that motivates and drives us.
Or doesn’t.
It speaks, declares who we are, what we are made of, reveals itself hundreds and more times a day.
We leave heartprints, handprints, footprints and cannot help but to do so.
It comes with the power of our humanity.
What’s going on deep inside you and me is revealed in our words, affirmations or tongue lashings, blessing or bullying, and everything in between. Our hearts speak through the works of our hands and through the multiple tracks we leave as we move about the world.
The angry, disappointed, abandoned, betrayed heart, will, if not guarded, lash out, take the pain out on others, usually those most loved or even those nearest, even strangers. Ever wondered why people yell at total strangers like the check out assistant in the supermarket? Pain, anger, will go somewhere.
The peaceful, resolved, mature heart – nothing to do with age – the healed, understanding heart, the open heart, even unguarded, will spread peace, goodness, kindness and be quite unable but to do otherwise with loved ones and strangers.
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