Can You Trust Your Heart?
The heart grows in the soil of the soul, the dirt here holds the unseen seeds of potential, destiny, possibility, creativity, love, longing and meaning. This plot is both invisible and tangible, it is the beautiful mystery of natural meeting spiritual and it is right there inside you and I. Lately, I am most at peace when I allow myself to admit I am a sojourner; one travelling on a soul journey. I am knees down, hands deep in the mess of tilling the soil of my soul.
The heart finds itself cradled in the wholy physical and holy emotional interior landscape. Could it be true that the soul finds footing in the grit of our emotions. I am tired of betting against my heart. I am proclaiming the truth that my heart can find grounding in the richness of my emotions all 1000 of them.
But how many of you have been told not to trust your heart? If you are like me you are having a kick back reaction to the idea that our emotions are to be celebrated, released. Me too, I have been told for a long time that my emotions are too much, uncalled for, inappropriate, and yes at times they have been all of that. But you know what they are also beautiful guides.
These emotions are sometimes the only and best way for me to stop and listen to my heart, to be awakened to what is really happening in the landscape of my soul. But we have been told we can not trust our hearts, they are only deceitful and arrogant. Let me tell you something, the only time I have found my heart to be troubling is when I am trying to sell it a bill of lies. If my heart is the seat of my soul, the very table by which heaven, Jesus incarnate himself wants to sit down, then why the heck am I trying to whitewash that space? Stop the interior lying, there is so much white noise on the outside. Trust me, if you are really quiet and really kind to yourself you will discover your heart is gentle, generous and lovely.
So I am trying to listen, softly listen, let myself hear my heart, let my soul have a voice and a space. I am trying to stop the urge to perform, there is no room for performance in my heart. My heart is a table, a meeting place between my natural and divine realities and I am trying to let myself sit down at the table and prepare myself to receive the hospitality of the spirit. My emotions are lovely things because they spark and ignite where often there is just dull anxiety-grey.
My heart will go on with me to eternity, I get to take my heart inside my soul, so isn’t it in my best interest to get to know my heart, take care of it and embrace its wisdom. Let it guide me to what is real, and eternal, that is what is was made to do.
Psalm 23: 5-6 NIV
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely your goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
Psalm 23: 5-6 MSG
You serve me a six-course dinner
right in front of my enemies.
You revive my drooping head;
my cup brims with blessing.
Your beauty and love chase after me
every day of my life.
Psalm 23:5-6 PASSION
You become my delicious feast
even when my enemies dare to fight.
You anoint me with the fragrance of your Holy Spirit.
You give me all I can drink until my heart overflows.
So why would I fear the future?
For I am being pursued only by your goodness and love.
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