I Am the Heart

the fruit of my contemplations

Mind... I must talk to you. Stop those tears and look at me. I demand your attention.

Your wretchedness I can no longer stand. Your blindness to the way you continue to lead your life forces me to make a stand. Equally I come to you out of Loving Compassion and Loving Anger. For far too long your power and influence have been asserted within the activities of each day, and look what it continues to bring. I am the heart. I am the silent witness to all your follies. I am the link to the unknown to let you FEEL God's presence.

You are a knower of things, but I am the Truth. I know not fear for I am Love itself. I have stood by you since birth and consistently offered you my Love and counsel, but now you have ignored me too many times. Do you concede that this is now the time for change? Surrender to ageless wisdom for I see that you are at the end of your road, and your efforts to secure a good life have been subtly undermined by your own misunderstandings. Do not despair, I come to you in Truth and Love, and would never forsake you as you have known in days past. We are really one and all I have to offer is Love, learning, and fulfillment. Would you deny yourself the chance to experience such things ? Hear me out as I show you areas of your life that have brought you repetition of pain.

Mind... I hear your thoughts, and I watch as you sink into sorrow. You think that you are kind, caring and considerate, yet you say your kindness is always unrequited in the areas of your life that are so very very dear to you. But these qualities you talk of are not enough if you expect a life in Love to be mirrored back to you. Tell me... where were you when you were most needed ?... Where were your responses when people cried out for your presence?... Alas, so many times you were wandering, and when those voices became hoarse, they could not do anything else but leave.

Mind... you struggle from a sense of loss, but in truth, loss and gain are the same thing. You are Loved very much, and what is needed to serve your growth will always be provided. What has served its purpose will be withdrawn, only to be replaced with another Loving gift. Life is a mirror to your thinking, and the way you look at any given situation will determine the state of your well being. Is not a clay cup as valuable as a golden chalice? Do they not enable the same thirst to be quenched ? You are in anguish over solitude, but can't you see how this solitude has brought us together at last ? For so many years you have been living apart from me. Now you have ears that will finally listen to the Love that you have been dismissing in my many efforts to improve your life.

Mind... now is the time to bring forth understandings... Many understandings of the way that life has unfolded from the choices that you have decided to put into action. Be sure that I will help you find the many mysterious truths you have always thought you were in possession of. Oh Mind... let me begin a lengthy discourse for your benefit. Be still... be patient as I take command of this life for a time.

In all your worldly years, you have been gathering information and knowledge about people and events, and have built an immense library of everything that has happened to you. Every event has been recorded and you have found a place in which to store it. In your childhood, you had little or no such information available as you had not yet learned to read, and never needed to make notes or observations. Uncomplicated by desires and pure of Heart, you would naturally come to me that I might be with you throughout your daily life. In simplicity you would follow the ways of the Heart, to then continue in Peaceful innocence with your day.

As your worldly skills and knowledge became many, you began to become independent of me. This in itself was good as you began to develop reasoning, logic and discernment, but something happened along the way where you would call on me less and less. You started to rely on information long ago gathered, and applied it to each and every situation you encountered. You then forgot about discrimination and discernment and applied old learning to new situations. You never even thought to consider that the information you dragged out of your shadowy rooms might now be redundant. Unlike the desires of a young child which are outgrown by what becomes valid for an adult, you have hung on to what was once legitimate and kept on applying it. You allowed the result of one experience to apply to similar and even new experiences. Your source of reference to the events of life continued to come out of dusty old books from dimly lit rooms.

As years went by, your library became the centre of your universe, but unknown to you, you had contracted your life and greatly limited your horizons. Often I would prompt you with my silent words, but you had not the courage to act upon them. You would go back to seek an answer from one of your old books and act upon your life in this manner. As your efforts to secure a stable life would not bring the peace you had hoped for and sought after, you would go into your huge house to find comfort and support by delving into your old books. Thus, there would grow a reliance on old memories and wishful yearnings to guide you in life as it unfolded.

Mind... where are you going ? Stay with me. You drift away even as I am talking to you. See how uncontrolled and undisciplined your behavior is. See how scattered your mental processes are. This is the very thing that has prompted me to come forward to you. I can no longer stand by and watch you suffer so needlessly and so continually. Dear sweet mind who tries so hard. Your ideals stem from that which is good, but so many of your choices and actions have come from what you might call safety; protection; caution; but I know them for what they truly are... Fear! Oh Mind... if I prompt you to tears, it is only because a truth now stands shining before you illuminating an old and dark ignorant ideal.