What My Heart Said To Me
My heart said, lead with me. I am trustworthy. You do not need to attempt my protection. It can’t be achieved because nothing can hurt me. My very purpose is to be available for hurting; hurt doesn’t hurt me – I’m made for it. I am designed to be at the forefront of your life. I function best exposed to wounding. Put me out there. If you wish to live, it’s the safest and best thing you can do for yourself and it’s the only way to keep me from shriveling up into a scabby black hard lump. I am meant to be the first thing the world sees. I am the part of you that needs to take the brunt of your experiences. Show me off – stick me in front of you, push me up through your back, spin me around in all directions. Do anything but shove me down and stuff me deep inside. Lead with me. When you lead with some other part of yourself, thinking you are playing it safe and protecting me, that part of you can’t handle it. Your face, your ego, your clenched jaw instead gets battered, bruised, marred and messed up. You gain no ground by hiding me away. I cannot survive tucked away in your darkness. I am light and made to fly. Pull your shoulders back, lift your chest up and set me, your shiny sticky pulsing purplish reddish glistening soft heart, free.