What do you understand about heart closure? In so many lives, love is so tragically absent that it seems as if there is no love at all. There is a reason why the act of loving with openness, commitment, and without measure is seen as such a feared premise. It all started with a hurtful feeling.
There is an abundance of authentic and abundant love flowing through each of us from the moment we were born. Suddenly, everything changed for the better. The way we might have been cared for wasn’t as good as it might have been.
There was no attention that we were looking for. It seems as though someone pointed at us, judged us, ridiculed us, and rejected us. We were left sad and scared by the callous words and selfish acts of others. The cruel intentions and warped forms of selfish love that were directed at us burned, crushed, embarrassed, shamed, and even smothered us.
As we closed off our hearts, protecting the light of our soul, and building a high wall to protect what we can feel and give, we began the long, steady, hard work of shutting our hearts off. The thick, cold, impenetrable wall gradually became thicker and thicker, until only a few people, those deemed to be safe, were allowed to peer over it.
It is true that even to those chosen few, we only offered a fragmented glimpse of what we really had to give, measuring out when and if at all we would give ourselves permission to say the three most important words of our lives, measuring out how much we would be willing to show them, how much we would allow our hearts to light up for them. Basically, that is how it works: we measure how much love we give and receive, and it causes us to suffer a lot as a result.
In time, the wall of protection has become so impervious and so forbidding that over the years, the only thing it was built to protect has been blocked out: the love that it was designed to protect. In the irony of humanity’s great walling off of love, the construction began and was laid in fits and starts and terrible spurts of immature confusion, haphazardly, much like the walls started and were erected haphazardly.
By the time we hit adolescence, we had become driven, by mass hysteria, to protect our hearts, and we had begun to believe, mistakenly, that love itself had enemies. Our hearts were struck by arrows from others, and we were left with a feeling of damage or diminution because of the slings and arrows they sent us.
The collective unconsciousness that has swept over America has become a system where the hurt is connected to love in some way or another, and for this reason, too many people have drowned in needless misery as a result. There is nothing that has to do with love, and love is unrelated to pain and is unaffected by it.
In our day and age, we often use the phrase, “My heart is full of love,” but love does not exist within our hearts or our relationships, so it cannot be poked, taunted, or trapped by others. There is never a loss of love in the world, no matter how much hurt and pain is experienced. Love does not exist within the confines of the human heart and, as a result, cannot be held either in or out.
Because of this lack of awareness, we have at first been motivated to protect love and then we have been driven to limit its release with such fear in order to protect it. As far as we are concerned, it is a finite thing that belongs to us and that we stand a chance of losing. It is considered to be scarce and delicate by us. There is a big difference between what we think and what we do, and this is what causes life to lose its color, what strips it of its joy, connection, and sacredness. Read More – Greatness shall be an Inspiration