You are built not to shrink down to less but to blossom into more.
Oprah Winfrey, O Magazine, February 2003
Some people gather heartache and tears, building a huge mountain. They erect a castle there, surround it with a wide moat, draw up the bridge against invaders, and never move on. I hope I never become a pain collector. Growth demands that you examine pain, tend all woundings then travel on.
Some folks walk their whole life looking behind, steps uncertain, walking backward with all focus on what was and no time for what could be. I hope my attention always remains forward, trying to catch the beauty in every moment, the worth of every tick of the clock.
Hearts are not indestructible, but they are not shrinky dinks either. Whether heartache makes them shrivel or swell is a choice like anything else in life. It is one thing to protect yourself from further injury from a known wounder, it is a different kind of thing to lock all possibilities out for fear of a possilble heartache. One response keeps you safe the other keeps you isolated. Joy as well as sorrow is produced inside that wondrous organ, but if it is on lockdown it may continue beating without sustaining a life worth living.
THINK ABOUT IT
LET IT GROW