Let your heart hurt

Let your heart hurt, for the Mother cries and you feel it in you too

This morning as I walk through the reserve I feel the presence of the paper bark trees. They are in flower. I have been very drawn to these flowers at this time. Light, soft, creamy yellow, fine, sincere and simple. Holding a space. Just being present to what is.

They remind me of tears, the lightest lemon tears hanging gently from thin branches. Like drips of water. Today under the paper barks the earth floor is puddled with muddy pools I walk through and Ella (dog friend) drinks from.

As I write I see an image of the tarot card the Knight of Cups. He invites us, beckons us to enter the waters of our hearts. To be present with the emotional body, giving it expression to keep it clear. We cleanse our waters through feeling presence. Holding our cups high with intent to receive the light of healing so we may transform. What we try to escape from will only be there for us when we return. So be with the waters, keep them from getting polluted by judgements that hold feeling back.

The gentle heart is the strongest heart on this earth. Receptive and wise, yet fierce and direct. Your heart knows. To hear your heart be with your heart and your heart will show you the way.

The world needs dreamers, those that see beyond this world, those that imagine a kind culture, that respects choice. The world needs visionaries, the world needs poets, idealists - seeders of new ways, the world needs soft hearts, the world needs compassion, it needs kindness, it needs you. Be this for you.

Have kindness, compassion for your feelings. Let your tears spill and cleanse your inner river so it may join the greater river of life force, universal love.

Here is a poem that my walk with the paper bark trees inspired. The image that came to me was a woman made of clay, sitting on her knees, mouth open crying, wailing, tears spilling out of her eyes, down her breast and body to the Earth. And this is the voice that came from this image…

She who cries

Let your heart hurt

Do not turn away from the heaviness, the despair, the aching, the sorrow…

That you feel this way is a strength not a weakness.

The mother cries

You feel her?

Share your heart song, sing it in your wailing tones

Let it be heard at the deepest core of the earth to the centre of the galaxy

You are not alone

There are many who’s hearts hurt

Do not turn away from your dear heart

Let what is felt be felt

Give it the expression it needs

to be released

Let the tears fall

Let the waters break

Do not dam up the sacred feeling flow, your will

Let it move

Let it speak

Let it share with you its wisdom

Its okay to feel what you feel

The mother cries

The mother cries for freedom

Simone May