What Is Unfolding The Heart?
There are times in our lives when I suddenly become conscious of my heart. It’s like most of the time, it just sits there, unobserved, quietly doing its thing. And then every now and again it lets itself be known.
It’s the doorway to the soul, a beckoning, an awakening into a deeper understanding of life.
When it happens, I take note. I do my best to listen.
Before the beckoning, a tightly furled bud that has been readied for this moment through months and months of putting out roots into fertile soil, a stem gently forming and then reaching, all in support of the bud that slowly ripens until it is ready.
None of that done by me.
And the petals start to unfurl, slowly, at their own pace, inviting a peek inside, a curiosity to see what is being revealed.
That is the heart unfolding.
There are dark corners and shadows as well as ruffled edges and beauty.
For me, journalling is how I come to see what wants to be opened up to.
I sit, quietly, pen in hand and notebook at the ready, vase of flowers gathered from the garden as my muse, not knowing what wants to be written. Doubtful that there will be anything written, given I have no idea what to write.
And then it comes, a few words at a time, and then before I know it, an hour has gone by and the pages are scribbled upon with so many words I didn’t know were in me.
Sometimes what’s revealed is something innocuous, a new way to arrange my desk, or a new program I want to create. Sometimes its a yearning to express something intangible, only the edges of which I can currently make out for now.
Sometimes, deep feelings of regret or fear or anxiety arise, and sometimes whole petals peel away and the flower itself changes shape.
Right now, what I’m seeing the glimmers of are an unexpected desire for two things - to write as a way of honouring these insights (which is why this little corner of the internet has been created) and an exploration of truth, femininity, motherhood and work and what those mean.
You’re welcome to join me on this journey of discovery and curiosity.
I have no idea what we might find as our hearts unfold.
Nicola
