Aug 30 in Community Board
A quick story about heart
I went to a wacky seminar about love and the heart in Berkeley about 10 years ago. A family member dragged me there.
I walk into a sort of spiritual church gathering place, beautiful art everywhere, it was a great.
I sit down (about 20 min early) and the man holding the seminar is sitting on stage stairing into the abyss for the entire time until we start.
He was from Canada and had a mystic look in his eyes.
People like this are either deeply nuts or showering in truth daily, it is one or the other.
He had a few best selling books so I figured there must be some substance here.
He starts talking with another woman on stage (conversation style, very organic)
He then begins taking questions.
A woman raises her hand and begins to speak.
You can immediately hear her pain.
She's trembling, lost, and full of hurt.
The entire time up to this point has been about 'love, understanding love, and the heart'
She is crying and says "I have only been used, and I have nothing left, I don't know what to do"
He looks at her deeply, and says "give your heart"
For whatever reason, she understood, and perhaps the way he said "give" made sense to everyone in the room including her.
Her voice changed. And I sort of understood his message to.
My interpretation was the heart is a never ending reservoir of love. It never runs out. We hold onto it and get exhausted. Perhaps the woman was exhausted from holding on to what she 'thought' she had left, as if it could run out. This is all in the mind. The heart of course has an expiration date from a physiological perspective, but, while it's pumping, love can pour like a faucet if you get out of the way and let go of whatever has hurt you.
There is always love to give, just give it. love doesn't expect return. Do not treat love like a real estate investment. Thats when we have missed the point of love and life.
I shall also add, do not treat a real estate investment like love.
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A quick story about heart
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