Wisdom of the Heart – Jina Wallwork

My heart is weightless. It accepts me for who I am, and I respond in the same manner. I don’t curse my heart for the choices it makes. I recognize its wisdom, and I follow the path it has chosen. Its constant ticking reminds me that life is short. Appreciating my heart’s teachings is of great urgency. There is no magic without flying into the night, embracing the darkness, to face the lessons that shape all that I am. There is no love without heartache. I cannot welcome one without its companion. My heart and I, we have great expectations for each other. I ask for love, but my heart asks for learning. It asks me to find my own wisdom inside the love that I feel. My heart can see in the darkness, and it listens to the sounds of the night. It can see love in the places where sorrow has been greeted with tears. It wants me to know the love hidden inside my own sadness and discover the wisdom that comes from that understanding. My heart reveals a blade and reminds me that I can choose to decrease the love within me. I can distance myself from my own heart and enjoy the protection that would bring. This illusion is designed to give me a sense of control. My heart always chooses the direction. I follow its lead. As I begin to understand, I watch the blade silently fall to the ground, and then it disappears from my mind. My heart is my teacher, and I’m its student. I have no desire to fight for dominance because I know how much I have to learn.