One of your greatest thrills is when your heart connects with another. You call it being on the same wave length. And more and more as you progress, your heart will recognize its same beat in others. Furthermore, you will begin to suspect that it is ultimately My heart that you are in sync with. This thrill of recognition is like no other.
Your heart beats for Me. I set it in motion, and I attuned it to My own. The tuning fork is love. Infinite is the vibration of the tuning fork, and infinite is the love.
Love streams forth across the universe. There is an avalanche of love.
If this love is not evident, it is because the natural flow of love has been stemmed. It has even seemed stylish to deny the existence of the heart. In certain quarters, it has been banned, considered déclassé for the beating heart to be heard. As if the heart does not merit belonging in every corner of the universe. As if it has to be banished in polite society.
Why on earth would anyone quell the surge of love? And yet that seems to be what happens. Mind is often chosen over heart. Indifference over compassion. Heartlessness over heartfulness. As if a heart is something to be turned off in case someone might hear it or be disturbed by its pulse. But it is disturbing to have non-recognition of heart. That is more than the heart can bear.
No one wants their hearts torn. But hearts are wounded and torn by the very denial of their existence. The downplaying of the heart's importance to the individual and to the universe hurts the heart far more than it protects it.
Your heart is in the right place, but it has been fortressed, its doors buttressed by furniture so the heart cannot be opened. There has been seen a need to keep it frozen in place as if freezing keeps the heart intact, as if the heart is being saved that way. But it is against the nature of the heart to keep it locked or waiting. Repressing the heart is repressing the flow of life. What is the Human heart waiting for?
The heart aches for life to come to it, and at the same time, the heart may have been trained to keep life away. The heart has stymied itself. It has contradicted itself. It has tried to be self-contained but has made itself empty.
What are hearts for if not to throb?
Hearts were not meant to be imprisoned.
Untie your heart. Loosen it. It needs no guard. It needs to be freed.
You are afraid that your heart will run rampant. You fear that it will not be able to stop. You fear it will stampede and be trampled upon. You are afraid to let your heart be revealed, so you have kept it face-down, as though love and compassion were something to keep hidden.
Let your heart see the light of day. Let it arise over the horizon. Let your heart be a flag that waves in the breeze. Let it utter itself. Take your heart out of cold-storage so that you will allow yourself to be a lover of mankind rather than a judger of it. You need have no disclaimer for your heart. It does not need to be apologized for. It knows better than you.
A heart is meant to be inalienable. So no longer alienate yours from its own beat. Listen to it. Your heart signals Mine.