The Hole in the Heart
The hole in your heart.
So dark, so heavy
You touch the emotive edges and yes,
you are certain they will not heal
Until it is revealed
from the bird’s eye view
the hole in the heart
is nothing but the eye of the storm
the calm pivot point about which the
winds of change begin their rotational swirl.
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Hurricane Kim
That is what I thought when I first created this image. It was not planned. Again, pastel pigments spread out upon paper leading to a form, an image, an idea.
Suddenly to me, it looked like hurricane winds from an aerial view. Swirling. Around a heart, yet that heart had a hole in it.
What if, the holes in our hearts are the still points, the places in which the energy of change first begins to rotate.
May we hold the center as the gale forces swirl, trusting in our stillness.
In experiencing life fully most of us experience these kind of holes in our hearts. When we see them for what they are they become sacred space.
Lovely visual Kim!
Thanks Val. I liked this image and message. We sometimes think we must actively heal these wounds, when they may be a source of change
Lovely image and a very interesting (to me) perspective. A hole could be emblematic of so many possibilities. Now you’ve got me thinking more broadly. 🙂
So glad. I liked this image, too. The “hole in the heart” may be a place of beauty.
‘the holes in our hearts are the still points, the places in which the energy of change first begins to rotate.’
I love that!
Oh, Kim, what a lovely lovely post, so wise and insightful! 🙂 I will think about what you say in this post today! 🙂 Thank you! ❤ ❤ ❤
Love his one.
May we hold the center! YES!