Best,
Savita

Next to that, I’ll get back on the comparison of the Heart being like a geometric pattern… I believe everything and everyone in this world, and perhaps possible others as well, have the same hearts. All of ours hearts are designed with the same geometric pattern, with the same awesome powers of creation, the same love and other means of affection… And therefore I believe we are all connected. Because on the surface we communicate, whether loving or hating, with words and our body. But within we communicate, above all, with the Heart and Soul… And that way we communicate with everyone around us, with the Earth and even with the universe itself, even though we might not consciously do it or know it.. For example, the crop cirles: we have NO idea that they mean or where they come from, they are but patterns and marks to us (though geometricly and mathmatically perfect), but that’s because they’re a tongue that only our Heart, our full spirits, can interpreter… And it’s not something we can read with the mind. Our Heart sees them our Hearts recognize them and our Hearts take them in… And we can only feel their meaning, and their influence.. as long as we calm our minds and listen to our Hearts.

So I said OK, she placed her ear to my chest and then she said in an angry voice “Your heart is angry with you”, “Why?” I asked, I have high blood pressure so know that something is not quite right, but Anger?

She then said “Because you do not let it out!”

I obviously asked her how I do this, and she replied “I don’t know” and went back to playing.

She is right of course! And I am working on it …

Great wisdom in your post. I never thought of it that way – that though the intellect and the repository of “worldly knowledge” that goes along with it may take decades to develop to “maturity,” the heart is ageless. It is fully developed, in a sense, from the time we are born. Out of the mouths of babes issues great wisdom, because children often speak from the heart – they let flow forth words of truth that the adult’s “fully developed” intellect would filter out.

I am also a great believer in children’s rights, and by “children’s rights” I don’t just mean their right to the basic necessities of life (which, of course, society as a whole owes to every child born into this world). What I mean is the right to be treated like a full human being, not an object devoid of volition, to be owned and “molded.” Children, even small children, like adults do indeed have a heart – a heart that guides them on their path of personal destiny.

Most people respond to this claim by declaring that children below a certain age are “too young to know what they want in life,” “too naive to know what is good for them,” “too crude to be in touch with the Divine which guides the steps of adult men and women.” All of these claims are false. Children do know. No one takes the time to listen to them. Their desires and ideas, their dreams and aspirations are discounted as the “foolishness of childhood.” It is believed that all children should be forced or otherwise coerced into learning a certain set of subjects, a predetermined “body of knowledge” deemed “essential” by adults who “know what is best for them.” Meanwhile having to ignore, and sometimes even hide their true dreams, children are forced to undergo years of often boring and tedious study of subjects in which they know they have no interest, memorizing information which, in reality, many of them will never use again for the rest of their lives. Meanwhile, their real dreams, inside of them, are dying from lack of sunlight, from lack of attention, from sheer lack of validation by an adult world determined that children know nothing and only adults know what is best for them.

In our society, as it is organized, with it’s standardized compulsory education, children are not allowed to listen to their hearts. In fact, they are taught to ignore their hearts at all cost. They are expected to act like good little automatons until they reach some preordained “age of adulthood,” whereupon they are finally deemed old enough to know what they want. By this time, however, they too often have forgotten how to listen their hearts. They can’t even hear that “small still voice” inside anymore. They just do what they are told they are “supposed to do” in life. They live to fulfill the expectations that society as a whole has thrust upon them. They no longer know what they want or who they are – they no longer know the language of the heart, because it has been beaten out of them – therefore they have no sense of their personal legend and what that might entail. They are lost, lost because society has sought to guide them, to tell them what they “should do” and what they “should want” and what they “should become,” rather than encouraging them simply to listen to the voice within. Every individual has one, even the smallest child.

One very clear example of the way adults seek to impose their will upon children is religious education. Even when their is no formal mode of education, no official religious schooling, the adults still seek to impose their ideas of God and spirituality upon the children of their community. How often do you ever hear an adult ask a child what the child thinks God is? (And I mean without following up immediately with their own opinion and seeking to drive that version of truth down the child’s throat.) No one cares what children think God is or what spirituality is all about. The common perception is that children are born “ignorant” of such matters and remain so until “taught” The Truth. Many well known philosophers throughout the ages have even proposed that children are devoid of “the religious faculty,” as though they don’t really possess a fully developed soul until they reach a certain age. Nothing, in my estimation, could be further from the truth. Children do know God. Again, we just never listen to them. We never take the time to ask what they do know, because, as adults, we are generally too busy trying to shove our own version of God and spirituality at them and “make them” believe, even if we have to beat it into them.

If you ever have the chance, stop and talk to a child about God and the universe, about the meaning of life in general. Pick a child, if you can find one, that has not been indoctrinated by the proponents of organized religion. The younger the better. And when you ask them to voice their own view of the Divine and their relation to it, don’t follow up with your own opinion. Keep silent; just listen. You might be surprised at what you will learn about God…and about yourself. Children – before their heart within them is silenced by society’s norms – are wise beyond all measure.

Love to all!
Savita

As it is said in Arab books: “Beware! In the body there is a flesh; if it is sound (good), the whole body is sound, and if it is corrupt (bad), the whole body is corrupt. And behold, it is the heart!”

Yet I still need to learn to better understand it because it controls me more than I control it. Whatever emotions are inside of me, are the same ones reflected on my exterior. Yes, people can always tell when I’m happy, sad, mad, etc… take my word for it; this is not always a good thing for many reasons, one being that they could think that my mood is the result of one thing when in fact it’s because of something totally unrelated.

In my humble opinion the heart was the ‘center’ of The Alchemist and having faith in, and striving, for your dream(s) was it’s blood.

Atentamente Mauro

I enjoyed the video. Thanks!

It reminded me also of another song, a Hank Williams tune I grew up with, about what happens when we fail to listen to our heart:

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=sG1BIkmtQDk

I once, as a child, caught a butterfly with a net my brother had given me. We had an empty rabbit hutch, with wire small enough to hold the creature, so I put it in that overnight. I felt I had all the world’s greatest treasure when I went to bed that night. The next morning I awoke to find it dead, still clinging to the wire of the cage. Since then, I prefer to look at butterflies from a safe distance: far enough that I do not become too entranced by their beauty, too obsessed, and far enough that there is no danger that an accidental touch from my hand will brush away the magic dust on their wings.

When I think of the heart I do not think of that shiny pink or red symbol we see imprinted on everything associated with Valentine’s Day – that neat, clean shape we learned as kids to cut out by folding a sheet of paper in half and tracing the shape of an ear with the scissors. When I think of the heart, I think of warmth, of blood pumping, of arteries and muscle and ventricles. I think of blue-black veins and red that stains. I think of the kind of heart that one might find in a Frida Kahlo painting – visceral, vibrantly real, disembodied yet still pumping.

For me the heart is akin to what most people refer to as the “soul.” It is the instrument that drives us when we let go – either in divine surrender or in moments of dire necessity – when we let go of everything we think we know. The heart, as I conceive of it, is in no sense related to the intellect and is, in fact, about as far removed from the seat of the intellectual knowledge as you can get. The heart is both the magnet that draws us toward our personal destiny and the compass that directs us along the way. In this life, it is the only truly reliable GPS we have.

If you feel it in your heart – even if your intellect screams “No!”, even if every fiber in your physical body trembles in fear at the thought – don’t hesitate, JUMP! Crawl if you have to, run! Just go for it! The heart is never wrong. (At least this is the principle by which I have navigated throughout most of my life so far.)

Love,
Savita
http://softiescentral.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/heart_pincushion_1.jpg

As you mentioned Paulo, Heart is the corner stone for many religions.Yes it is ! If you see physically, the heart can be associated with some physical organ which lies in our body. I would suggest you one question.

Why do people associated “love” with the heart symbol ? Many book, many literature has tried to answer the question of love. Every body has their own story but I would say love is a simplest form of human need which desires happiness and nothing beyond.

Where there is happiness, there is love and where there is love there is happiness. Heart is the symbol for love. The place where no one decides through the virtue of one’s mind but just gives it away. Why do I say, give it away?

Heart is the place where we do not want to preseve anything but just give, When you give you will feel happiness. When you want to preserve and keep it on your own then, you are hiding something with not only yourself but with others around.

There is one common analogy in some religion. Here is that- “Soul is like a air, and human body is flesh”. When you have only flesh, it does not count but when you have flesh and the soul, it brings you to life.

Life is combination of soul and the body. Let me give you one example. You have a car, but you do not have a driver for the car. You do not know how to drive but you need urgently to reach for some work. Now what would you do ? Forget about the alternatives like taking taxi or not going or whatever but you just have to move or go. Imagine !

When you have to think of this situation what would be best approach ? How would you be able to tackle such problem, leave the problem. That is one thing but the point is that, the human body is like the car which is a body but do not have a driver, without heart.

When there is only human body or the car the car does not move but when there is driver inside the car then car does moves. The same principal can be applied with humans.

This simple approach justifies that without human heart human will be alive but they will never be happy. Here is one poem which could help to understand or give some meaning to explain “heart”.

With heart, I feel the pain.
With heart, I also feel the pleasure.

With you, I can climb the mountain
I can jump from the sky

Oh dear ! How can I survive when I feel alone
When there is darkness and no one near.

Is it my heart which is seeking love
Or is it my mind which is thinking a lot.

When would our journey come to peaceful end?
I wish I can sleep in your arms,
With ever lasting peace and silence…

My heart is for you and will always be with you.
When I wake up early in the morning

The first wish is with the God, to be with you.
I know time is passing like a steam of water

But Oh dear !, why am I left like without heart
and to ponder all around.

I see humans but they all make me think
I see object but they all make me sick

I am living and People look as if I am alive
Should I wait?, Just because both of our heart will find each other together.

I hope all your dreams and all your goals come to life.
I cannot wait to see pleasure in your eyes

When I can sleep in your arms and explain how I felt with every passing moment of my life

Is it because of our heart or should I think of your heart as mine ?

I do not know how long I can make the poem but I hope this explains a lot about what I associate “heart” with. You can always use the poem if you want but please give credit to the author. Because, this author is struggling to leave a mark on the heart of all those alive.

–Author of the book “Nature God”.
–http://www.kalwar.com.np