“My heart filled with love, flowing over with joy, my own little drum that I like to march by!” ~ Gunda Fijnje-Nolan
What does it mean to listen to your heart? According to the quote above, it sounds like a parade marching band with cotton candy or whatever it is you liked as a kid. Point being, fun, alive, free, etc.
Something I have been pondering is as follows: “Truth is when the mind is in accordance with the heart.” Now, I feel like I get that statement. It’s the alignment of the heart and the mind. The question I subsequently pose is how do know you when you are listening to the heart versus the chattering of the mind?
The mind, the old egoic mind, is a bastard, a dirty rotten bastard who sings songs of “woe is me” and “if only this, if only that.” Well neither this nor that or woe has any place in the the “Truth” that is the balance of mind and heart.
Now in the past, I thought filling up spiritually is the answer. Well that opens up a whole bag of grey, albeit available in gluten-free and organic grey, but still grey. Besides one might ask: How can I be filled if I haven’t even let go, relinquished control?
But I digress, so what does the beating of the heart say and how does one know if the mind is in accordance? Pretty simple: tranquility, stillness, calm, etc. is the way to get there.
I haven’t found my ultimate answer, what it is that I have been seeking, my “Truth” if you will. I see it in the distance. I can smell its aroma. But I haven’t quite found it… Yet, but I Am getting closer.
Finding ways to create peace in myself and extend the energy around me (Insert Love for Peace if you’re Christian and put the stone down because I love Jesus and think he had it right, his later homies not so, but Jesus for sure).
Now, perhaps it is a bit premature to share this. But I am very open and I know someone else might be at the threshold ready to cross through the door and reading this particular blog could be what helps them to take that step.
And why might that matter? Because we aren’t alone friends. We aren’t alone. That’s why I have more peace now than I have ever had. And were it not for the messages left for me in the wind I would be struggling more than I have. That is why I write the process out.
Because the more light we shine, the easier it is to see the Way. Besides, listening to the wind is an entirely different and more complex matter.
I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am. ~Sylvia Plath