A Heart Breaking Open
"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth
until the hour of
separation."
Kahlil Gibran
As a facilitator of
brilliance in others, I have found that sharing my
path is always relevant. For a time I thought that
I must keep my reality under lock and key... not
revealing my personal journey publicly. To do so
would mean certain vulnerability. Through my work
unleashing my own SHiNE, I have realized that
hiding is a narcissistic pursuit, and a presumption
that I must be kept safe from potential
humiliation.
Humiliation...
perhaps it's really nothing to fear at all.
Humility
is among
the most powerful allies on my journey. And
my
process of self-discovery IS the medicine that I am
meant to dispense. (I believe the same is
true for you.) So to bare my soul's deepest
yearnings and vulnerabilities is to walk the path
of brilliance for me.
The image above so perfectly reflects the space of
my heart right now. A tearing open to reveal new
light... and the insights born of death. The most
intimate relationship in my life to-date is ending.
My lover/companion and I shared a short-lived but
deeply-felt love for one another. And as I write,
we currently share a home, a bed, and a life
together. Nevertheless, we have been initiated by
circumstance to let one another go...
It
has been a tremendous blessing to love... and to
lose. I welcome the pain, for
beneath it lies the potential for more joy. Perhaps
it is not that the heart breaks when love is
threatened, but instead that it
breaks open... revealing blessings
and truths that can be used to transform the ways
in which we love ourselves and one another.
If indeed our partnerships in life act as Divine
Mirrors so that we might see ourselves better, may
we be willing to stare the truth in the face with
fearless curiosity. May we see how we are reflected
in the choices of those whom reside in and around
our heart. And may we seize the power to love under
any circumstance.
What brought an end to my relationship was painful
to be sure; yet, I know better than to cast myself
a victim in a drama that I helped to create. And I
am learning to let go of self-righteous towards
what I perceive to be the mistakes of others. I
receive the love that I am ready for in each
moment... and anything less, well, I must look
within to find the strength to reflect love where
it is lacking.
For the past ten days, I have felt the pain of a
broken heart.
Ironically, the Love that I now offer - ever since
pain tore into me - is an enlightened evolution of
the love that I thought was sufficient up until
now. I am cracked wider than
ever before, and I am filled with gratitude for the
pain that burrowed into the core of my potential. I
now have the opportunity to love in a manner that
transcends personal gain, self-gratification, and
attachment to outcome... or even hope of
reciprocity.
This recent journey is teaching me what it is to
bask in the brilliance of the Feminine. In moments
of
weakness I discover the Strength
and Power of what it is to be a woman. I take my
heart that has been broken... blasted wide open...
and I treat it as an altar. Each day, my practice
is to embrace humiliation (the brilliant gift of
forced humility) and prostrate repeatedly before my
tender, open heart. And it speaks back to me in a
message of grace, like a whisper within...
She says to me...
"Neither
hunger for love nor withhold your own.
My sweet, dare to be love
itself!"
Thanks for bearing my heart witness.
Yours Bursting Open,
Candice