For so long, probably centuries, we have found things here and there that make us feel happy – whether it is a song, a hobby, a piece of art, a beloved pet, etc.
Something that has been lacking in many, though, is the total ability to find our own happiness within. This is because our hearts have been closed off to a large degree – because we were taught not to feel our gamut of human emotions – that feeling is much too painful, and is not civilized. So throughout history we have sought that spark, that piece of happiness, outside ourselves. We have found it in places such as the breathtaking beauty hanging on the walls of art museums.
The gorgeousness of the water splashing down on the rocks at the scene of a natural waterfall. A cuddle, hug, and kiss on the top of the head of our faithful puppy.
Yes, these things are all beautiful and we want to consistently have them and welcome them in even more – this is because they have played such a wonderful role as reflections of our own hearts. Putting our arms around that puppy awakens a stirring deep within. That waterfall whispers to our soul: “Wake up! You have this beauty already!” The Monet hangs on the wall and says: “Look into me as if you are looking into a mirror! Feel that tingle, put your hand on your heart – look at me – you are this art!”
Our beloved external objects, friends and animal companions – the ones we have treasured the most – are constant reminders, if we let them be, to focus on that spark in our hearts – the one that teaches us we are alive, therefore we are beautiful, beloved; therefore, we are Love.
What connects you to your heart?