The Heart

The heart in my opinion is a very interesting part of the human body and psyche.

It is absolutely necessary for survival. I'm sure you know. The heart is selfless.

Never resting, never stopping.

Always expected to do what it does best. We expect it to keep beating. We need it to keep beating.

For as long as it beats. We live.

And many scientists with years of medical research would tell me the heart has little to actually do with feelings.

I think that that is a load of malarkey.

Did you know in the heart there are strings. These strings operate the mechanisms to open and close the heart. Without them blood could not be circulated.

An interesting fact is that sometimes after a emotionally scarring event. They will break.

You could die of a broken heart.

Now this is a Segway into a story I made up that deals with what I have been meaning to talk to you about.

A heart serves as two things to every human.

The source of our strength, our determination, what makes us get up after we get knocked down time and time again.

They are also our greatest weakness. A heart is a very fragile thing. Mistreat it, mishandle it, whatever way you wish to describe it.

Treat it wrong and it stops. We lose our will.

So, of course no goes around trying to break their own heart. They treat it carefully and they protect it. Then people began to realize. You could share your heart with others. Creating a bond across space and time. This bond was no easy thing to break. These bonds were called Friendship, Brotherhood and his twin Sisterhood, and Love. The hearts involved in these wonderful and extremely overlooked bonds grew strong.

However at some times people could grow bitter.

Now those who were bitter didn't need to have a bond with a heart to hurt it they realized. So to those whom they were bitter they would attack their hearts.

This was when no one had to have walls around their hearts. So these hearts were broken as easily as a twig.

Fearing the breaking of their own hearts. Everyone ,including those who had been bitter, built walls around their hearts. They built walls higher than the stars and thicker than mountain. In hopes to not suffer a broken heart.

But people began to realize the same walls that had been meant to protect their hearts, were killing them.

The hearts needed and yearned for the bonds they had once shared. Without them they began to wither

So, carefully, people opened up the walls around their hearts. They hearts then reached out straining to feel the bonds once more. When they met, the hearts were revived. Friendship, Brotherhood and Sisterhood, and Love flourished. But all still feared that bitterness would rise or that their heart could accidently be hurt again. So they kept the walls and were more cautious to whom they allowed to their heart.

To this day we all still guard our hearts. Afraid of those who could hurt us. But still yearning for those connections.

The moral of this story. Guard your hearts, but be open to those around you. Lest you suffocate and deprive the source of your very being. And be kind to others hearts. Be gentle. Be strong. Be you.

Have a great day.