For most of my life, I’ve paid far more attention to my head than my heart. I’ve heard enough stories to know I’m not alone in this.
It’s puzzling really, for my head, on its endless quest for logic and knowledge, has all too often led me astray.
It’s been distracted, and even dazzled by facts, figures, reasons; all requirements in the heady world.
My heart however, has been treated like Cinderella – ignored, occasionally mocked, and left behind to tend to itself.
It took my heart being broken (but not really) to change this sad state of affairs.
It took getting quiet enough to hear it.
For the truth is, I didn’t know until then that I wasn’t hearing it (picture an ignorance is bliss scenario.)
My heart has taught me to be grateful for those years of sadness.
They helped me grow, and got me in touch with what was really important in my life.
Seems my heart knew all along what that was.
My heart has worked hard on my behalf for little recognition, until today. Until I asked the following question. . .
An Ode to My Heart
My heart knows. . .
It needs silence like we all need air.
Time alone is sacred, and necessary.
It longs for that which always feels good.
The head is a worthy opponent, and a better friend.
My heart knows. . .
Feelings are fuel.
It doesn’t need agreement.
It can recover from anything.
Love expands and amplifies when expressed.
My heart knows. . .
Love matters most.
Sadness has great value.
It is ever-expanding and limitless.
Forgetting is overrated; forgiveness is essential.
Over to you:
Tell me something your heart knows.
Inspired by Patti Digh’s Daily Rock.
My heart knows sadness, joy, commitment, healing, faith, growth, Love. My heart knows me.
Hypnochic Sacred knowledge.
My heart knows that nothing else matters except love.
Carol Hess Truth.
My heart knows how to ache, it knows how to burst, it knows how to be soft, yielding, forgiving, and how to revel in silence, it knows that the path to happiness is paved with love, it is wiser than I am. I should listen more.
AnneMelnyk Can we have the happiness without the ache? Seems we resist the ache at all costs and yet, that’s where the learning and growth always come from.
My heart knows how to ache, it knows how to burst, it knows how to be soft, yielding, forgiving, and how to revel in silence, it knows that the path to happiness is paved with love, it is wiser than I am. I should listen more.
So well put.
Feelings are fuel.
One of my guest authors wrote a powerful post on “head, heart, and hands” to remind us how we really need to integrate our mind, body, and heart to stay congruent, grounded, and fulfilled.
J.D. Meier While I agree that all three, head, heart and hands make for a strong combination, I’ve noticed a reliance on the head so for me the practice would be consciously engaging the heart more fully. Hence, feelings are fuel 🙂
As someone suggested in the comments of that post, I would expect most people to have a dominant preference and it could take some work to balance things out!
My heart knows way more than I ever thought it did — and now I can see how hard it has been trying to tell me things!
One thing it knows for sure is that the people who surround me in my life (in person and virtually) are definitely not here by accident!
LynnHess Isn’t it amazing how it knows so much more than we thought?
My heart loves me and guides me in the right direction.
Haikus to my heart: (5-7-5)
1.
I thank you, dear heart
For leading me lovingly
Through life’s ups and downs
2.
I trust you, dear heart,
To show me the path to joy
And make me feel loved
Sandi – you weave magic with words. Hugs! Wishing you a fantastic 2013!
Dear Vidya Sury , it is you who weave magic in your lovely haiku!
What my heart knows my head sometimes refuses to accept.
Joshua Wilner/A Writer Writes Story of my life, I totally get that!
My heart know it thrives on giving and receiving love. Especially when it’s difficult to do so!
TessMarshall Ah yes, especially when it’s difficult! Trusting the heart and all it knows is not always easy.