The beat of my heart…

The beat of my heart…

Recently in the wee small hours I have woken with a start to realise that I am hearing the beating of my heart. I can hear the whoosh of blood pumping in and out of the valves and feel the beat of every pulse point in my body. Often when I wake to this rhythm it feels as though everything is moving too fast, but if I focus on my breathing, taking paced deep breaths I can slow it all down and drift off back to sleep.

My good friend Google tells me that It has a name of course! It is probably related to my blood pressure issues and changes in my medications. But weirdly it has made me feel very connected. A reminder of the life force that pulses through all of us and how valuable it is.

My recent health concerns have had a profound effect on me. For the first time in many years, I am remembering the value of silent reflection, taking time to just be. With no distractions.

Listening is a great skill. Hearing what is said beyond the actual words spoken. But how often do we really listen to ourselves? Connect with our inner voice and really understand who we are, what we need and then act on that truth.

Over the past 3-4 years I have found an inner contentment that continues to deepen, bringing a peace of mind that I have only experienced once before. When I was pregnant! From the moment I conceived I felt that same connection with the joy of life. Despite all the natural fear and worry that often comes with pregnancy, there was also a certainty that everything was going to be ok. And it was.

At the moment, it feels as though the world we know is a toxic place. The pandemic, being in lockdown, politics, both here in the UK and abroad. So much anger, so much fear, so much hate. We are accustomed to looking externally for answers, expecting our leaders to point the way forward, to find solutions and execute them faultlessly. But somehow, they never seem to match up to our expectations. So we get angry and rage consumes us, spilling out into the rest of our lives, and spreading as quickly and devastatingly as the virus that we are currently trying to control.

Its exhausting and pointless.

So it seems to me that now is a good time to connect with ourselves.

Many of you will know that my spiritual clarification came when I stumbled across a man called Sydney Banks. Recently I have been lucky enough to connect with Syds son David. This week Dave contributed on a thread in a group on Facebook talking about “inner work”. This is what he said (shared with permission)

“Once someone has a spiritual insight the toxic negativity within is neutralised and the process of transforming internal beliefs naturally unfolds. Those fortunate ones begin looking at the world through a completely new lens. Nothing external has actually been altered, but the perception of the world around that person will evolve, sometimes dramatically. The inner work leads to fresh eyes. As a result, they will start to strengthen and repair relationships rather than break them, avoid conflict rather than invite it, and see beauty where previously that beauty was invisible. In general, life becomes more harmonious.”

I can vouch for this!

Let’s look at the world with fresh eyes. Let’s start to mend, to heal. To build something new and beautiful. Start with yourself.

Take a moment today and listen for the silence. It truly is where the magic happens.

#love #kindness #compasssion #connection

“I hear songs in the key of silence…” Jack Savoretti

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