You may say that my heart looks like most humans anatomically speaking; but if you look deep beyond the surface, you will observe emotional blockages causing my heart to skip beats or pump blood too fast; leaving me breathless. Over time, continued chronic stress to the heart can trigger heart failure.
I know this. So, I try to control anxiety, pain, and fear with exercise, organic food, and some medicines. All these preventive measures certainly are worth doing.
But, for me, perhaps unlike you, I distance myself to cope with emotional anguish. I compartmentalize; choosing which rooms to enter first. Then, I do not feel so overwhelmed. Perhaps it is not the best way to deal with confrontation; but I need time to evaluate, diagnosis, and revisit what my heart is telling me. I need to be still and listen to my heart’s voice.
So, when life just seems too difficult and I cannot handle one more thing on my plate, I choose to bypass my”blocked arteries “as a means to heal; I remove myself for a time from close friends. I realize I need “time out” to focus on me…not easy…to discover if “surgery” or “a pacemaker” is required to move forward.
I have been told that my heart is always wide open for everyone; I will always be that person, loving and caring for people unconditionally. Maybe that is why my heart, while similar to yours in appearance, hurts, grieves, and mourns for those who believe their heart is more righteous, more honest, more deserving than the next person.
My heart carries my blood to various parts of my body without my asking; just like yours. It may become diseased; I hope not. But one thing I know for certain, it will stop beating…one day.
For now, I will continue to keep my heart wide open to give and receive love in the only way I know.
My wish for 2017 is that we all keep our hearts wide open for each other.