Heart
The language of the heart is very different than the head. Western culture, and now more and more of the world, worship rationality, there is a long history of these origins from Greece, the Enlightenment, industrial, information, and attentional revolutions. It is summed up in Decartes phrase “I think therefore I am.” This has influenced us in a way in which we have identified who/what/how we are through thought. In psychology this is the realm of cognitive behavioral therapists, rational emotive therapy, and a whole host of others.
The heart is infinitely more powerful than the head (50x's if you're measuring bio-electrical energy), but the heart is more than our physical organ, just as our mind/consciousness is more than our physical brain.
The
language of the heart is through feelings, intuitions, metaphors,
symbols, dreams, art, sensuality, eroticism, and the wisdom of the
body. Poetry is part of this language, take the opening of Sharon
Old's poem “The Knowing;”
Afterwards,
when we have slept, paradise-
comaed,
and woken, we lie a long time
looking
at each other.
She's
using words in a different way, with a different energetic frequency.
It affects us beyond our brains, we can see, feel, smell this scene.
She continues;
I
do not know what he sees, but I see
eyes
of surpassing tenderness
and
calm, a calm like the dignity of matter.
She
continues about seeing, but this is a sight of the heart feeling
tenderness and calm. She brings out the intermingling of soul with
matter that creates dignity.
Continuing
with sight and sensuality, she writes;
I
love the open ocean Bluegrey-green of his iris,
I
love the curve of it against the white,
that
curve the sight of what has caused me to come,
when
he's quite still, deep inside me.
She connects this seeing into his instrument of sight, his iris, and how seeing this deep leads to orgasm and a deep stillness. It is important for us to learn, speak, and “think” with the language of the heart, pure rationality has caused the world a lot of suffering. Make sure you look up and read (from the heart) the rest of Sharon's beautiful poem! I've left it incomplete on purpose!
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