“THE SPIRIT OF THE HEART…”

heartSpirit is a word that means courage and character. Heart is a word that means spirit and empathy; kindness if you wish. I’ve wondered all my life, but more so in such tumultuous times, as to the true connection of the Spirit of the Heart. Spirit has many monikers that are attached to the human psyche. Heart is what beats to the rhythm of life. When either stop humankind are affected for all of time.

So I decided to combine these two words and name us  SPIRITHEARTS…

Humankind, whether aware of it or not, are storytellers. In fact, our life story is not about our life, it is our life. Storytelling is a forever occurrence in the lifespan of humankind and even more so when those in our story depart this life. We oftentimes celebrate their story in the form of a eulogy or other traditions around the world.

By way of storytelling, a eulogy is a time that recalls the essence of a loved one. Each eulogy paints—sometimes in muted colors and other times bold— reflective memories held in a moment in a place in a time. Laughter and tears and smells and tastes that drift in the memory of those gathered to mourn. Eulogies allow us to speak on behalf of a voice silenced by mortality; soundless goodbyes for the SPIRITHEART of remembrance.

Sorry…I’ve Been Away and I’ve Missed You

voiceLast year—as if in a class of one—I learned a lot about these two words: empathy and energy. Each of us, within our lifetime will experience a family member or friend or acquaintance or stranger who shares their voice: “Oh, it was so unexpected.” “I was so scared.” “I thought he/she would die.” “Yes, the loss is hard.” Do you remember how these moments FELT for you?

I earned an A in class when it came to listening to the variety of voices whose goal was to save me so others would not need to share: “It was so sudden!” I invite each of you to truly listen to the voices of others. It is in these moments that we are in the state of empathy: a word that means compassion. And, whether or not you remember who it was that shared their voice with you it is the energy of the moment that will remain for all time!

If the physicists out there panic as to how it is a writer identifies with words like energy and all time; I say “Sorry!” But what I minimally do know is that energy is always conserved meaning it cannot be created or destroyed. Or maybe this portrays it: energy just gets transferred.

Know that the next time a voice shares with you a sanctified moment in their life the state of empathy is now energy that just transferred to the everlastingly!

“Look Outward…Inquire Within…”

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My title (above) flashed quickly by in a television ad at the moment I drained my Cup of Joe. I guess it’s the writer in me that observes a picture in words: like an artist might see a masterpiece in a color palette. In this case my doorway to creating a new blog.  

Look Outward: I assume each of us know what it is to LOOK. But to look OUTWARD, well that may require a different state of mind: one willing to see but not judge others or ourselves. A way of thinking that requires empathy. There is woefully every form of opinion in every form of media that calls to us: “Get On Board,” we have your answer. To Look Outward we see the firestorm.

Inquire Within: Ah, here we have the reflection that is our essence. It is here we are liberated to think and wonder and ask and form opinion without outward influences. Humankind’s voice is silent here because it’s threatened by the Outward. Yet, the power that is thought lives at this moment and for all time. Inquire Within and we see the obtainable.

“Empathy or Understanding…”

willow for blogTo have empathy or to know understanding is The Question; well at least in my mind. Empathy typically hangs out with sympathy and compassion. Understanding has many more descriptors like perceptive, tolerant, aware, and discernment to name just a few. Discernment is an old-fashioned word meaning judgment and sensitivity and insightfulness; to also name a few.

Let us visit UNDERSTANDING: It expands when the hard knocks of life capture our attention. Some learn from the difficulties; whether they name it empathy or not. Others excuse their lack of empathy for themselves or others as a tool to deny their wounds.

Let us visit EMPATHY:  Is IT innate or do we gather it along life’s pathways? How might sympathy and compassion change things for the better? Must we allow it or are we required to call it up at moments of deep sorrow or understanding?

Ah… there is the rub! {Shakespeare’s Hamlet: By rub Hamlet means difficulty or obstacle.)