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