A willingness to have one’s heart broken open will allow the highest evolution.
It is a heart-first process.
The mind must symbolically step aside.
It is when one learns to do this that one’s true evolution can begin.
The heart breaks open.
So seek out the lover.
Sit beside your neighbor/your friend after tragedy or grief.
Look straight on when you see another’s heartbreak in progress.
Resist the temptation to look away.
Not to judge or scold, but to feel the heartbreak as it is our own.
Not required to fix it but to fixate upon it … even for a short while.
Recount your stories of heartbreak.
Not to be victim but to be real.
In this fashion, we chip away at our collective hearts.
Witness the grotesque masterpiece.
Feel the discomfort as the tragic characters fight upon the stage.
Steady your gaze.
The walls of our hearts crumble slowly at first, then suddenly collapse.
After a lifetime of assault against the heart, it opens.
As is its innate function.
What we have been taught to fear is the most beautiful milestone of all.
How is it that the heart can be open all the way, yet can always open
… just a little bit more?
Posted on Beautiful Truth Facebook Page January 28, 2016