Clarity

I like how the felt red hearts let the light shine through... Felt hearts. Hearts of felt.

La clarté du coeur. Clarity of the heart. Have you ever experienced those euphoric moments when you know exactly what to do in a challenging situation ? As if you had a panoramic, or even better, 360-degree vision ? It doesn't have to be about anything big. Sometimes it is just the obvious location for a special item you wanted to display for months but hadn't been able to decide where and that suddenly presents itself to you. Or it is about seeing the totality of a situation, beyond the cause-and-effect relationship. It is an expansion of consciousness that has so much more to offer than linear thinking. It can be the sudden power to take fearless action out of pure love, integrity and dedication. It can be an intuition that screams so loud that you can no longer it. And this intuition creates a synergy with a newfound confidence. I have been feeling this.

This shift, although it happens to be spectacular like thunder or an earthquake, is the culmination of a consistent approach, an existence of intentional discipline through countless micro-practices of patience, intentional living, study of the self, letting go of expectations, de-selfing, self-compassion, sitting with the pain and finding the lesson in every single upsetting situation.

Living with courage by facing all the ugliness erupting through the tapestry of bliss is so grounding and at the same time so elevating that it brings its reward: awareness.

Tears act as lenses that sharpen our vision. I always see more clearly, literally, during a good cry, and sometimes, if I am lucky, more metaphorically, or deeply, after. The heart that has been lacerated by grief becomes inflamed with its intelligence of love, this epicenter of an energy allowing quantum entanglement*.

A very intense month, this was. Festivities, birthdays, anniversaries... I didn't feel in a rush to put the Valentine's day decorations away. I had the excuse of having guests over yesterday to celebrate Bibi one more time. They needed to stay, the felt hearts needed to let some light in, at least until tomorrow. They really warmed my worried mother's heart and brightened up my day.

17 years today, my dear Clara. Thank you for the clarity of the heart. Merci pour la clarté du coeur. You expanded my mother's heart into a mother's heART.

*See my previous blogpost, ''Intrication quantique'' for more insights.