How whole is your heart? Is it rickety? Does it crackle and pop as you move and stretch? Is your heart aged, worn, and weathered? Has its color dimmed? Are its edges frayed and falling apart? Do you feel alone and lost?
Inside our heart is a little home. It has been furnished with many silly things. Sometimes it houses the greatest force of silliness we will ever know, and her name is hope.
Hope is a cute little mouse, she is fragile and fast, and she often slips between our fingers like grains of sand. She is not a pet; she is a force of nature. No leash can keep her close or prevent her from running astray. She is wild, unrelenting, and unstoppable.
We are meant to lose hope because she will always run when we stop feeding her. When she leaves we are left with only our heart. We must develop a relationship with our heart, to love our inside zones, and take care of hope’s home in her absence. We must learn to thrive even when she cannot be by our side and especially when we no longer feel alive.
How do we find hope? We must give hope to have hope. We must give our wisdom to those seeking to learn from our experiences. We must give goodness when all we know is hurt. We must give goodness when all we know is greatness. Hope is intangible and magical and cannot be held in our hand. The only way we can discover hope is by helping others with our heart.
It doesn’t matter if your heart is whole. Everyone’s heart feels rickety, they all crackle and pop as they move and stretch, and they are all aged, worn and weathered.
What matters is how you use your heart to help others, because with your gift of goodness you will find hope.
Sometimes we need the spark of life to reignite our ignition. We need a reason to turn the key and drive forward.
Our vehicle on the road of life may be insured, in good repair and ready with a full tank of gas, but if we believe we have nowhere to go, we often sit and wait until life passes us by.
Sometimes we need a special soul to remind us that life is a journey. That the best road trips are the ones without a destination. We need to be told that the pleasure of the ride is why we drive.
So, where do you see yourself? Are you standing on a cold empty street with a chilling wind at your back? Are you surrounded by souls who seem vacant and without a soul? Are you lost and wandering through a desert of desolation?
Are you super charged with a roaring energy with nowhere to race? Are there more options and paths at your toe tips that leave you in a state of not knowing where to go?
You are not alone. We all slip into this state from time to time. Everything is going to be fine. You will discover your way, relearn to cherish every second and find your perfect place.
Soon a time will come when the world begins to make sense. You will be surrounded by people who encourage you to walk the right way, people who love you, and won’t lead you astray.
You will know peace and harmony. Your heart will be filled with hope and your life will feel like heaven on earth.
All wounds must heal, and the hurt you feel will one day fade. It is easy to feel dismayed, to fall into a deep dark sea, and get pounded by the waves of uncertainty.
These feelings are fleeting, this agony will pass. The waters will carry you through the storm, guide you away from your islands of isolation, and show you to your paradise of peace.
