Mending a Broken Heart


A heart that has been broken and seen pain, reveals within it, a crack that allows more light in.

Heartbreak happens to all of us and can wash over us like a heavy rain. When experiencing a broken heart, our ethereal selves are saturated with grief, and the overflow is channeled into the physical body. Loss becomes a physical emptiness, and longing is transmuted into a feeling that often cannot be put into words. Mending a broken heart can seem a task so monumental that we dare not attempt it for fear of damaging ourselves further. But heartbreak, like all emotions, falls under the spell of our conscious influence.

Often the pain that wounds us most deeply also leaves the most enduring mark upon us. The shock that becomes the tender, throbbing ache of the heart eventually leads us down the path of enlightenment, blessing our lives with a new depth and richness.

Acknowledging heartbreak’s impermanence by no means dulls its sting for it is the sting itself that stimulates healing. The pain is letting us know that we need to pay attention to our emotional selves, to sit with our feelings and be in them fully before we can begin to heal. It is said that time heals all wounds. Time may dull the pain of a broken heart, but it is fully feeling your pain and acknowledging it that will truly help you heal. Dealing with your heartache in a healthy way rather than putting it off for tomorrow is the key to repair. Gentleness more than anything else is called for. Most important, open yourself to the possibility of loving, trusting, and believing again. When, someday soon, you emerge from the cushion of your grief, you will see that the universe did not cease to be as you nursed your broken heart. You emerge on the other side of the mending, stronger for all you have experienced.

Source:, January 25th, 2017

Good Morning!

Today a new snowfall is blanketing the landscape that surrounds me. After an almost complete “January Thaw” here in the NE MidWest, it is a welcome relief to a what seemed a never ending brutal thick coating of ice. Many have decided that snow is much better than ice. I must concur.

So how’s your heart? Really. Please ask it now and LISTEN? Is is a muscle wrapped in ice? Is is the most loving it can be? Where is it on that heartbreak-o-meter? I know, ouch. Now ask yourself this? Do you want to love fully and unconditionally? Ok. One more question: do you want others to love you fully and unconditionally?

Back to staring at the snow crystals falling… pondering these things myself.

My heart is broken from not being fully allowed to be myself as a child. Period. End of Story. This picture above was my “trigger”. I always have had a passion for the piano. I wanted to take lessons as a child but was denied. I played violin, a divorce ripped that success away at age 12; I had become 2nd chair in my areas Youth Symphony Orchestra. Instead, I continued my role as caretaker for my Mother and my two siblings -this was where I was considered useful. Thank God I’m an Aries and quickly found other venues and FIT THEM ALL IN amongst my shit of of family, but I did manage to enjoy 3 years of middle school anyway. Another move and a new Step-Dad forced the next shit show of Family living until I ran away at 18. So what ya think? I have no broken heart huh? I’ll be sarcastic, that’s all I got regarding….

Tell me? What do you have?

Let’s heal this fantastic heart of ours. Let us love and be loved as God intended. Let us “live” in this Love unbroken. I know I must. A broken heart is TOO HEAVY of a burden, like a permanent backpack full of rocks, to be carried by oneself.

Let’s mend our broken hearts. Let’s love the way we have NEVER loved before in this Human form.

To the Planet and it’s most beautuful creatures of emotion on the Planet -the Human Race! Let us heal & LOVE.



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