When you begin to touch your heart or let your heart be touched, you begin to discover that it is bottomless, that it doesn’t have any resolution, that this heart is huge, vast and limitless.
You begin to discover how much warmth and gentleness is there, as well as so much space. Your world seems less solid, more roomy and spacious. The burden lightens. In the beginning it feels like sadness or feeling that is accompanied by a lot of fear, but your willingness to feel the fear, to make fear your companion is growing. You’re willing to get to know yourself at this deep level.
After awhile the same feeling begins to turn into a longing to raze all the walls, a longing to be fully human and to live in your world without always having to shut down and close off when certain things come along. It begins to turn into a longing to be there for your friends when they are in trouble, to be of real help to the poor, aching planet.
Curiously enough, along with this longing and this sadness and this tenderness, there’s an immense sense of well-being, unconditional well-being, which doesn’t have anything to do with pleasant or unpleasant, good or bad, hope or fear, disgrace or fame.
It’s something that simply comes to you when you feel that you can keep your heart open.
