I have a patient who fell out of bed last week; her caregivers would only allow a crash mat to cushion the blow if she fell again. This patient is developmentally delayed, and perhaps one of the most open and honest people I have met in a long time. She comes from her heart, she calls everyone friend, she grabs your hand and hugs you warmly with joy. I think she is healing me with her unfiltered kindness. She does not give me advice she just revels in the fact I am there with her. She has become a blessing to me as she shows me that coming from your heart is a beautiful way to live.
I hear things, “you shouldn’t do this”, “you aren’t helping”, “you’re enabling the situation….” The words on the wind of others who think they know what it’s like to walk my journey….well meaning perhaps but not helpful. I know now that when faced with the challenges before me there is only one way I can precede and that is through my heart. My head struggles with the inner parent, the social ideals, the fears of the unknown- but my heart is true. My heart cannot pretend it does not know what I need to do. My heart is my moral compass, my one true guiding star in the darkness of doubt. My heart sings the song of the Divine, of actions from love. It knows no judgment, it is kind, –in its purest form it is the Divine calling to me to move forward to embrace the experiences life brings forth. My head may label them as good or bad, up or down, but it is my battle ready heart, the heart of a warrior, healing from the scars of living, it is this that moves me to action.
We are all broken open by life, no one is exempt from this process as it is the nature of life, to grow and expand and reform, recycle, rebirth. Yes, we are all broken, beautiful children of a Divine Source whose essence is LOVE, but even if we feel like we are falling forever, it is where we are, falling thru love and love is our crash mat, and it is where we will always land.