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Thank you mellyjelly/drumthings for this fantabulous skin=D

'Soulmates'

What an extraordinary creature the heart is! It can week, sink, race, faint, flutter, burn, harden, burst, melt, rejoice, stop or fail. It can be broken, frozen, lost, warmed, touched or turned to stone. It may be a lonely hunter, or like a gazelle leaping and almost flying, but in the heart of the heart you will always find courage, strength, gentleness, vulnerability and compassion.

Your heart may be made of gold or ice but, whatever it is, it’s clearly not just a mechanical pump. Zooming in on our hearts reveals that it has a multi-dimensional nature. On the physical level, it beats 4,200 times an hour. Its four chambers take in old tired blood from our body’s circuitry and send it off to the lungs to be reinspired. The left side receives the new blood back from the lungs and then pushes it out (2000 gallons a day) through 60,000 miles of tubes with a force strong enough to reach the capillaries in the big toe. It literally keeps us going moment by moment and when it stops, we are gone within minutes. It not only keeps us alive by moving our life force round, but also allows us to know about the other life force: love. Knowing about love is as important as keeping us alive, unless we opt for a half-hearted, heartless life. Hearts need to rejoice, to sing, to fly. They need to love. And if they get broken by grief, wounded, rejected or pierced by love’s arrow, it may feel as if some form of death is imminent, but that death is possibly of the heart’s doors permanently closing. These are the times to be tender with our hearts. A hardened heart has closed its doors to love and therefore life itself.

Hearts are for giving. They have the courage to take us into the depths of our feelings. They are the place where heaven and earth come together, body and soul embrace each other here, in the centre of our chests.

departing for sydney tmr on the A380 (:

stay strong! God bless

--nicH