Heartbreak – I grew up listening to Elvis crooning about lost love and the resulting loneliness in “Heartbreak hotel” and then my own experiences after an emotional breakup, or something tragic, and crying, weeping, “Oh no, my heart is broken”... The pieces of my heart, exposed and shattered.
My habitual habits and patterns all reacted yesterday to the word ‘Heartbreak’ and interpreted it as my breaking heart is broken. But it is not broken! More to the point I think, it’s functioning quite well in fact! It is still rhythmically beating and serving the function of pumping blood through my body and sustaining life. But more importantly it is whole and open and reflexing to the pain and suffering of others instead of shutting down and turning away from what is right in front of me. The sensation of ‘heartbreak’ in connection with seeing the horrors in this world..... I am seeing it more as a “Heartburst of compassion” that is breaking out of the constricted container of habit that I have held my heart in. The burst of the love that I feel for all beings and the compassion for those beings that are suffering, bursting out of my heart as waves of energy going out to all those suffering mothers as soothing balm to ease their suffering.
Unattached and unceasing it fills the perceptual worlds with love.
So I thought I would re-write some of those old lyrics (I'm sure Elvis won't mind)!