BROKEN OPEN
Some days we fall to our knees
and pray for a new heart
that is free from the scars of this life.
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For this ancient heart of ours
has been dragged around the wheel of time
behind the horse cart of suffering
for a few miles— or perhaps thousands!
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There is our childhood of course—
this perfect wounding
that is passed between generations—
the pain we thought we should take on—
this pain that is not even ours.
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Maybe there is even an existential
exhaustion we only notice
in the moments between sleep and waking—
an obsession with hand wringing
we can’t seem to turn away from.
It all seems so personal!
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Just remember— We were warned!
Our hearts were made to break open~
It was in the contract we signed just before
we tumbled down the spirit ladder.
It was in the fine print we don’t ever read.
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It said:
You will encounter the tumultuous winds
of your unfathomable fears
and the blooming
of your own exquisite light.
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You will feel abandoned, disappointed, betrayed.
You will be asked to forgive everything—
and most of all –your own luminous self.
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Your heart will break open—
and spill its mysterious treasures—
This is good news!
Don’t try to stop it!
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You may feel like you are on fire
with all that is awakening.
You may feel you won’t make it
to the other side.
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But this is your heart—
and your heart was made
to break open.
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And as you pray at this altar
of your broken open heart—
you will find the handwritten note
you left yourself on the mirror
of eternity so long ago.
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Note to Self:
You will have the chance
to be healed by Love.
Take it!