An Open Heart
May. 19th, 2011 11:10 pmFrom The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have.
If I have learned anything through the years, it is that, though we discover and experience joy with others, our capacity for joy is carried like... nectar in our very own breast.
As such, we can only taste of it's sweetness when it is shared by the opening of our own hearts to others. I get the whole... needing to be yourself, and able to be for yourself and do for yourself and be independent within a relationship and all that... but honestly, there is a time for surrender too... and I think it's when we don't heed those times of surrender, the necessary opening of our hearts that we lose something of ourself, and of the joy in the experience of love.
Over the weekend I went to Megan's wedding - which was a wonderful joy, btw, and a perfect example of love and open hearts - and afterwards listened to a family member describe something that happened recently in her daughter's life, and the advice she'd given to the young beau, and while a part of me understood the advice (not to coddle and smother and do everything for her), another large part of me was sad. Why do we (universal we there, we as human beings) have to force open each others hearts in absenting ourselves?
The whole 'absence makes the heart grow fonder' kind of thing. Never liked that... don't think I ever will.
The flower doesn't dream of the bee.
It blossoms and the bee comes.
If I have learned anything through the years, it is that, though we discover and experience joy with others, our capacity for joy is carried like... nectar in our very own breast.
As such, we can only taste of it's sweetness when it is shared by the opening of our own hearts to others. I get the whole... needing to be yourself, and able to be for yourself and do for yourself and be independent within a relationship and all that... but honestly, there is a time for surrender too... and I think it's when we don't heed those times of surrender, the necessary opening of our hearts that we lose something of ourself, and of the joy in the experience of love.
Over the weekend I went to Megan's wedding - which was a wonderful joy, btw, and a perfect example of love and open hearts - and afterwards listened to a family member describe something that happened recently in her daughter's life, and the advice she'd given to the young beau, and while a part of me understood the advice (not to coddle and smother and do everything for her), another large part of me was sad. Why do we (universal we there, we as human beings) have to force open each others hearts in absenting ourselves?
The whole 'absence makes the heart grow fonder' kind of thing. Never liked that... don't think I ever will.
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Date: 2011-05-29 11:26 pm (UTC)