musings of the heart
What if we imagined our hearts as fierce, radiant, and discerning rather than fragile and in need of shielding and armor? What if we listened to and moved with the rhythm of our own heartbeat? What if the strength of our pulse, our inner song, was its own form of protection? What if the flow of harmony was stronger than the stagnation of pride?
Connecting with what’s at heart
The mind (the imagination) is an excellent time traveller and shapeshifter. But notice: where does that leave the body, right now? Where does that leave the heart and all that it's holding in the present?I want to offer the idea of tuning back into the heart — however this has meaning for you — to find clarity and ease in the present.