Heart Dancer

I must write this afternoon. But not knowing what to write, do I just wait till words come onto the page — automatic writing, as it were?

Ok. I was trying to avoid telling you this, but after a fierce debate with myself (where I had to go lie down before I could continue) i decided to tell the damn truth. It is the way I work best.

Since I want to talk about heart. My heart. I must say that I love people. But I’m not crazy about dogs. Ok. it’s out in the open for all to see. So that’s that.

(Writing on medium everything looks so nice and crisp and finished, professional even. I usually write in a notebook, circling paragraphs and making lines and arrows and crossing out stuff. But I’ve set myself this little challenge of composing on medium — just for fun. and we shall see…)

So today when I was walking along Clear Creek a dog jumped out at me. He or she was fortunately attached to a human by a leash, and I was told that “Sniffy” or “Brutus” or “Ursula” was just happy to see me. I told its human that I wasn’t a dog person. He looked kind of hurt so I told him that, though I don’t particularly care for dogs, I like their humans just fine. And I gave him my warmest smile. And he said a heartfelt, “Thank you.”

Maybe that doesn’t seem like much of an exchange but it is an example of how i go about my days trying to keep my heart open in spite of my judgements and predilections. It’s as if my heart opens and closes. But the good news is that, at least in this case, my love didn’t shut down. My sweet heart opened to my brother who happens to own a dog.

Does this make sense to you? Maybe it’s just important to me because I believe Love can and will save our planet.

Thinking about healing the heart, I’m going to quote a paragraph from DANCING ALONE, which I believe I can safely do because it is, after all, my book.

“After I finished my writing I did a little dance to a song on the radio. A curious sort of standing-in-one-place dance on my frayed Persian carpet, turning slowly to the four directions and using my arms as if to cradle different people who came into my mind, moving even beyond my people to mankind in general. Love flowing through me, I lifted my dancing hands and called for healing our human heart…”