Tears Of A Broken Heart.
This continual ache of the heart is a blessing that when accepted fully, can be shared with all. ~ Pema Chodron
Warm and salty tears rolled down my cheeks for so long.
It just kept coming.
Drops fell from my eyelids, got stuck on my lashes and then made it’s way down my still face.
It landed in laps, on breasts, on chests and pillows.
It created a warm pool of emotion everywhere I went, an evidence surely of a broken heart.
Sometimes life is so good, we need to let it be known that we feel it.
Other times life is so painful that we are no longer able to hold on.
Most of the time tears comes just because we are alive.
There is a pulse that vibes under our daily existence.
There is a rhythm, a rattle and a beat.
We feel it when we are deeply moved and we know it when we are instantly inspired.
It is much bigger than us ,, it is Life.
I try to surrender to the wisdom in it that knows, “tears need no explanation nor does it require a clean up”.
The precious jewels are the sign of a heart cracking open and it is a good thing.
This occurrence is something that mystics have talked about for centuries.
It is the appearance of the soft spot, the affected and warmhearted warrior.
In Buddhism, the word that is used to describe it is Bodhichitta ,, bodhi means enlightened or completely open and chitta means heart or mind.
Pema Chodron talks about this experience as The awakened heart or The heart of sadness.
I discovered this teaching sometime ago at a time when I could not understand my tears.
I didn’t get why grief was simply flowing through me.
There was this deep soft opening up and it kept increasing.
The heart of sadness hits me over the head again as I reached the tail end of a three week retreat.
I sat and let my tears fall one by one.
I felt both my heart and my life moving me immensely.
When we come into the moment that we can’t help but feel heartache, the realisation that everything will constantly change, whether it is a person, a job, our breath or our youth because life is always moving on.
This heartbreak is a normal reaction to being human.
It is here to serve as a tender spot to connect us to each other.
Often it is something we feel and quickly deny.
It is the soft layer beneath our busy lives.
So tears can be a soul cleanse, one good awakened purge or many other things.
We don’t have to ask tears for a reason why?!
Instead, we can turn towards it’s deep art of expression as a teaching.
It is valued drops in our well of life.
If our hearts overflowed when others move us, when nature stirs or a perfect breeze twirls a wisp of our hair, let it.
Tears are for a purpose.
Cry with arrivals and departures or just because you hear a new bird’s song.
The awakening heart is a beautiful thing so enjoy it.
Wrap yourself up in a blanket with a cup of tea and let the gentle sobs come.
It is delicate messengers, ancient wisdom and love so revel in the experience.
As tears roll down don’t do anything.
It is not here to scare, punish or make us uncomfortable.
It is here to make us understand the regular human heart.
Cherish the sparkling jewels.
It is a clear path for something real.
It is a connection.
I let mine roll out these past few days.
I allowed my tears to create puffy eyes and softened skin.
If you felt ashamed of your tears, remember that it is a badge of courage, the bravery of a heart and a life opening.
Don’t be afraid of this broken heartedness, instead honour and love your tears.
It has come to transform you.
To crack what you thought was solid.
To remind you of who you really are.
A soft and unfolding presence.