Unleash your heart, beloveds. You have reined in your heart for too long. Your heart is not disobedient. You have been disobedient to your heart.
You have a heart of fullness, and you have kept it hemmed in. You have renounced your heart, even denounced it as if your heart were meant to be downtrodden. Your heart is meant to be lifted and revealed. The truth is you have a heart of shining gold, and you have painted it over so no one will know, least of all you. You have hidden your heart away as if your heart were inferior. Beloveds, your heart is not meant to be lackluster.
You have frozen your heart, putting it away for later, preserving it, so you thought, not for a rainy day but for a sunny day, or, likely, postponing it, well, until tomorrow -- or forever.
Your heart is like a sun and is meant to shine as boldly as the sun. Your heart is not meant to be under a parasol as though it were to be protected from itself. The day of your heart’s sunshine is at hand. Release your heart from all you have shrouded it under and from. Nurture your heart. Let it be seen.
Your heart is strong. Don’t keep your heart in cold storage. Your heart is not meant to be a shrinking violet. Your heart is not meant to be preserved. Your heart is meant to get right out there. Nor is your heart meant to battle the elements. Rain or snow, your heart is to vibrate, to pulse, to beat, to take over, to have its day.
Its day is now. The life of your heart is now. Your heart is a beautiful thrush with beating wings, not a hot-house rose grown under precise circumstances.
Your heart is meant for wonderful things, like going out on the town, like being there to suffuse and infuse other hearts with all the love in the world. Your heart is made for love. Your heart is not meant to harbor doubts and fear. Your heart is meant to be a tiger, not some old horse stuck in a barn. It isn’t that your heart is to be wild. It is that your heart is to be what a heart is. Your heart is fine. It is not to be confined to a corral somewhere. Your heart has to be free. Have a heart, beloved. Take your heart and free it.
You have hassled your heart. You have restricted it. Your heart does not need training. Your heart is meant to be a heart. If your heart were a horse, it is to be shining white horse without a saddle. The white horse of your heart is meant to fly. Oh, yes, your heart is a flying heart. It can go anywhere. Your heart can lead a herd of hearts and keep each heart free to be all it is meant to be. Your heart is meant to be a lot. Your heart is not meant to give you a pony ride in a small circle round and round. Let go of the reins of your heart.
Let your heart have its debut. Introduce your heart to the world. Let your heart take its hat off and throw it to the winds. Your heart is not meant, not meant at all, to perform as though it were a showpiece. Your heart is meant to ride as a white charger. Your heart isn’t meant to knuckle under fear or rejection. Your heart is to ride, and you are to ride on it, following its lead. You are not qualified to lead your heart. Your heart is ahead of you.
Have you not denied your heart its longings? What would you do that for? For safety? Safety is prevention of life and prevention of love. Let your heart take you where it takes you. This is not foolhardy. This is wisdom. To get on your horse and ride it is wisdom. This is not losing your head. This is finding your heart.