Hearts of Japan
What are our hearts for?
In the recent posts “Shootings Heart Opening” and “A Mans Peace of Mind” I’ve been pondering this very question. As a man with one that was shattered very early I’ve been genuinely and tragically clueless regarding this question. Even after many therapies and attending various workshops over the years, including events boldly titled Opening the Heart, it’s still been a tough go for me, and therefore for those that I’d come in contact with as well.
But something is happening now on our planet. Do you feel and experience it? There are energies available, circumstances happening , old orders and paradigms are crumbling. A phenomenal network of teachers and teachings are coming forward at precisely this time, when they are so needed to assist in the creation of a new Earth.
More and more people are awakening from the dream of materialism. Certainly we need materials of various sorts to live, but do we need to run our lives, constantly striving for success and more stuff? What happens when we trust in the inherent sense that there is enough, that we are enough? Slowing down and removing ourselves, in whatever fashion that we can from faulty dreams, allows us to witness a larger perspective. And allows us space to feel into our hearts.
Events happening rapidly on our glorious globe provide us with the opportunity to truly recognize what is important. Most of us at any given time are not directly effected, but how about indirectly? Do you feel when others are suffering?—A sick neighbor? A homeless person? People struggling to put food on the table? People with no table? With the rise in different technologies, we can see and bear witness to the struggles of our fellow humans. Extreme difficulties could be happening for us at any time. None of us are immune—each moment, each breath is a sacred gift. How wisely do we use them?
Recently, at the end of a post I wrote—
“When will we awaken to our inherent birthright as glorious human beings, inhabiting an awe inspiring planet with other sentient beings, all of these animals, plants and minerals that share this place with us. When will we awaken to love?……..On this day I was one man deeply touched and less numbed. I am not going back.”
This “not going back“— is a difficult feat. As my heart has begun to thaw and open, I now feel and understand so much more. And these days—Feeling into Japan and crying. Why Japan? I certainly have a connection to Japan. My studies of architecture, ceramics and gardening have always brought me toward Japan. My body resonates with these ancient arts from their perspective. So is this why I feel into this tragedy more deeply now? Perhaps.
But really, it’s about the functioning of my heart. It is not only being battered open, but gently too with equal parts of—my direct intentionality—and grace. Grace, that force that can just appear before us if we can recognize and accept its presence. And then open to it.
I can see why keeping our heart closed serves some functions, not very noble ones granted, but ones that keep the day to day minutia going. These days I am tired, napping and feeling the extent of what it must be like for our fellow human beings coping with tragic calamity. This napping has nothing to do with “being asleep” and numb, but it’s about recharging and releasing stressors from everywhere.
And at times I’m now wondering how and why I didn’t feel Oklahoma City, Columbine, Indonesia, New Orleans, Haiti, Chile and countless others. Not feeling these didn’t bring me happiness or connection. Being numb to the events that effect our brethren didn’t make my life any more fulfilled, didn’t bring me any closer to those right next to me.
Today—sharing my anguish actually does open doors that can possibly lead to deeper connection, resonance and compassion with others. Isn’t this what we all need and deep down long for?
May we seize this moment, feel our feelings, and send whatever psychic energy we are capable of to all those in need. This collective planetary awakening is transforming our hearts and our species. We are one, whether the waves of tsunami, revolution, or other calamities are on our doorstop or not.
Our Deeper Truths 
March 16, 2011 at 1:42 pm
I am one of those people who actually has trouble closing my heart. It seems that whether it be a homeless dog or a major earthquake, my heart aches and I want to do anything I can to help. Guess that makes me a bleeding heart.
March 16, 2011 at 4:46 pm
Hi,
My brother was like you perhaps, he too had an open generous heart. Great for you!
Your comment instantly brought me memories of him today, thank you!
So strange though, here he was, the loveliest being at times, and so deeply challenged much of the rest of the time. Hmmm?
Thanks for visiting again!
And a sweet spring for you.
March 25, 2011 at 8:42 am
Matthew, Thank you for getting to the heart of so many things that matter when most of us turn a blind eye and closed heart to the suffering while driving to the mall or waiting in line for Starbucks. having just returned from Africa it is more apparent that our souls here in the USA are not only buried in the rubble of consumerist desire and thinking but in many ways our hearts are disconnected from our souls purpose, our soul nature. Africa is one place where joy abounds even in poverty and the nature of peoples there are deeply connected to their roots, to the animals and to the earth. Maybe that is where our disconnection of heart comes from: Our disconnection from the Mother Earth herself and all the species that inhabit her. She is speaking to us through Chili, Haiti and Japan. Are we listening do you think?
Much love to you, Maya