When we see through our hearts, we recognize that every single one of us is infused with creativity. Divine Sparks are embedded in everyone and everything. It's up to us to be courageous, to look and listen deeply, to find the sparks, gather and release them back into the universe, transformed into something new. Join me as we wake up to the sacred-ordinary blessings waiting to greet us each and every day.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Where My Heart Hangs
It is said that some people wear their hearts on their sleeves. Mine is hung by a single nail; right on my front door, an open invitation. Please won’t you enter? I think you already know more about me than you wanted. Sit and have a cup of tea, tell me your story, I’ll listen.
Karen B do you remember this tin heart??? and our dear Karen H of beloved memory and how she taught us to listen so very, very well, cell, by cell, by cell???