I learnt this phrase from one of the best acting coaches I had the pleasure of working with. Joe Salazar (www.theactingteacher.com) He said that so often we let 'the actor' take over instead of letting the character really surface with their emotions and feelings. He told me that if we let 'the actor' overpower the character or the heart, the audience will only get small glimpses of when the heart tries to come through. He looked at me sincerely and said, "You must always let the Heart win."
And he's right, so frequently we allow the mind to run things in our lives. "I'm okay, everything's fine!" "I'm happy, hope you are!" "Am I doing this right?" "Am I being too sentimental?...Too emotional?...Too real?" What are we afraid of? In these times on earth, human beings are becoming closer and closer to realizing that the universe and all that was created are so intricate and magnificent; we are realizing that life is not all that meets the eye, and that there is something much more grand that keeps everything in perfect symmetry and balance... that keep us eerily connected. It is by tapping into our hearts, that we are able to communicate and receive messages for the better. It is by surrendering to those feelings that allow us to 'really' live life to our fullest potential.
We may not enjoy playing games with each other, but somehow it makes us feel 'on-top' of things. We don't have to really delve into the things that make us cringe, make us frown, make us sad. We don't really have to deal with anything we find uncomfortable. It is much easier to ignore, speak about something else, turn on the television, or simply say, you're busy or sorry to people who really care. L My darlings, after you surrender to these feelings, and deal with your fears head-on, it is then, and only then you will be able to experience true joy and love; for how can you explore new and exciting lands, if you have fear of leaving the shore? It is only when you accept the adventure, will you be able to hold on for the ride, take a risk in listening to your heart, which always whispers the truth, you'll be quite blissful when you do. J
Here are a few lovely quotes I love to read because they speak the truth, which I'll share with you:
Blessed are the pure in heart; for they shall see God ~ Christian Bible
The beauty of the heart, is the lasting beauty ~ Rumi
Let your heart guide you. It whispers, so listen closely ~ Author unknown
Tears are holy, because they show us that the ice of our heart is melting ~ Barbara de Angelis
Love is blind, only to the eyes. The heart sees everything clearly ~ Author unknown
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart ~Helen Keller
The less you open your heart to others, the more your heart suffers ~ Deepak Chopra
What your heart thinks is great, is great. The soul's emphasis is always right ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
The heart is the only broken instrument that works ~ T.E. Kalem
A joyful heart is the inevitable result of a heart burning with love ~ Mother Teresa
A good heart is better than all the heads in the world ~ Edward George Earle Bulwer-Lytton
A flower without a stem, is beauty waiting to die. A heart without love, is a tear waiting to cry ~ Octavio Paz
The light which shines from the eye is really the light that shines from the heart ~ Rumi
Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart…who looks outside dreams. Who looks inside, awakens ~ Carl Jung
And now I will also leave you with a lovely story by one of my favourite authors Kahlil Gibran:
The Enchanting Houri
Where are you leading me, Oh Enchanting Houri, and how long shall I follow you upon this hispid road, planted with Thorns? How long shall our souls ascend and descend painfully on this twisting and rocky path?
Like a child following his mother I am following you, holding the extreme end of your garment, forgetting my dreams and staring at your beauty, blinding my eyes under your spell to the procession of specters hovering above me. And attracted to you by an inner force within me which I cannot deny.
Halt for a moment and let me see your countenance; and look upon me for a moment; perhaps I will learn your heart's secrets through your strange eyes. Stop and rest, for I am weary, and my soul is trembling with fear; upon this horrible trail. Halt, for we have reached that terrible crossroad where Death embraces Life.
Oh Houri, listen to me! I was as free as the birds, probing the valleys and the forests, and flying in the spacious sky. At eventide I rested upon the branches of the trees, meditating the temples and palaces in the city of colourful clouds which the sun builds in the morning and destroys before twilight.
I was like a thought, walking alone and at peace to the East and West of the Universe, rejoicing with the Beauty and joy of Life, and inquiring Into the magnificent mystery of Existence.
I was like a dream, stealing out under the friendly wings of the night, entering through the closed windows into the maiden's chambers, frolicking and awakening their hopes…Then I sat by the youths and agitated their Desires…Then I probed the elders' quarters and penetrated their thoughts of serene contentment.
Then you captured my fancy, and since that hypnotic moment I felt like a prisoner dragging his shackles and impelled into an unknown place… I became intoxicated with your sweet wine that has stolen my will, and I now find my lips kissing the hand that strikes me sharply. Can you not see with your soul's eye the crushing of my heart? Halt for a moment; I am regaining my strength and untying my weary feet from the heavy chains. I have crushed the cup from which I have drunk your tasty venom…But now I am in a strange land, and bewildered; which road shall I follow?
My freedom has been restored; will you now accept me as a willing companion, who looks at the Sun with glazed eyes and grasps the fire with untrembling fingers? I have unbound my wings and I am ready to ascent; will you accompany a youth who spends his days roaming the mountains like the lone eagle, and wastes his nights wandering in the deserts like the restless lion?
Will you content yourself with the affection of one who looks upon Love as but an entertainer, and declines to accept her as his master? Will you accept a heart that loves, but never yields? And burns, but never melts? Will you be at ease with a soul that quivers before the Tempest, but never surrenders to it? Will you accept one as a companion who makes not slaves, nor will become One? Will you own me but not possess me, by taking my body and not my heart?
Then here is my hand – grasp it with your beautiful hand; and here is my body – embrace it with your loving arms; and here are my lips – bestow upon them a deep and dizzying kiss. J