I often speak of the heart. This sacred organ is unlike any other in the body, with attributes that are more intangible than one might realize. The heart is the gateway to the mind.
Most tend to think of the brain as being the center for thought, consciousness and emotion; full of electrical signals and synapses that give us our human qualities. In fact, the brain does work its own magic, but consider the wonders of the heart.
The heart generates greater than 60 times the amplitude of electrical activity found in the brain. Even more astounding, the heart also generates a magnetic field that is over 5000 times greater than that produced by the brain. This field can also be detected several feet away from the body, which one might say gives weight to the phenomena of the aura and the theory of morphogenic fields.
When a disturbance is noticed within the emotional sphere, such as a deep painful sadness, or a great joy, this is felt in the chest and spreads throughout the body. We do indeed see with our heart, though most fail to close the eyes and listen to the heart-rhythm.
My first experience with a penetrating heartfelt sensation as I can remember it, and that gave way to a greater understanding of all life, for me, happened at the age of 18.
I was on my first deployment as a Marine to the impoverished nation of Haiti, a country where culture is a model to the sphere of the heart. On a convoy to the poorest part of the country I saw a man kneeling by the road. He knelt on the outskirts of what is known as Cite Soleil; a vast, shanty expanse of homes built from piles of rubble, tires, rags and the most random of objects. As I watched, I noticed that he was rinsing off his vegetables in a brown, dirty puddle on the roadside amidst the trash and stench.
The scene painted here would make anyone with a heart for his fellow man seize with emotion. At the time, it wasn’t this scene that moved me so; it was when he looked up at me and saw me looking back. Then… He smiled wide and waved with sincerity; a warm and friendly hello. I remember the gleam in his eye; a glint of happiness that I will never forget. He was happy… and I felt it; I knew it. I knew then that this man had taught me a valuable lesson regarding the illusion of face value. This is the power of the heartsphere when you choose to see through it; an eloquent song of subtle harmony.
Close your eyes and see, perhaps for the first time in your waking life. Once you feel the rhythm of life beating within your own soul, the eyes will shut and the truth can be witnessed.