Monday, October 31, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Villain is the heart
My trainee once mentioned that the heart is the most deceitful part of our body. It doesn’t look like that most of the time. We refer to the heart when we feel compassion; excellence is most often associated with passion emanating from the heart. When it’s a job well done, people see the heart as the driving force. Even when we fall short of our goals, what matters is the heart that you put in your work. You see here, the heart owns the lead role. It’s beating is the lifeblood of the reason we do things. The heart catapults men to realize what was once figments of imaginations; what was then inconceivable; what was then impossible; what cannot be achieved, the heart disproves.
But the heart also has a dark side. A side which is rarely seen because it always hides behind the beauty of love. It will tell you to love until you fall to the ground and wail in pain. The heart knows no bounds. It doesn’t hurt. Only you. For people ruled by emotions this is a liability; because the heart will not stop even when the person is suffering from loving. It is deceitful because it can tell you that everything is in the mind but yet you know the pain is there, and for some reason, no words can give justice to the excruciating the experience.
The heart is also headstrong. It will fight with the will and can overcome any reason, no matter how logical because it lives by the ecstasy of loving; even if the loved one does not respond in the same way. The heart keeps reveries of love even if they are all imaginary and makes a person cling on to something that will never be. Not even in the afterlife. Maybe that’s why some people decide to die for it because they think love can be found at the end of their lives; only to find out that it will never be.
But just like any villain, it can be tamed. One has to; or face the peril of an endless, agonizing journey towards the future. It can be tamed; with patience, with a consistent and firm belief that the will can overcome. It can be taught to unlearn loving; to stop hoping; and to move on. It has to be schooled in the wisdom of those who have successfully won over the battles of will. Finally, it can be taught to believe that there will come a time when it will beat in synch with another heart; that the heart it beats for right now is not the one; that the pain is worth the wait for that one true love.
Until such time comes, villain is the heart.
But the heart also has a dark side. A side which is rarely seen because it always hides behind the beauty of love. It will tell you to love until you fall to the ground and wail in pain. The heart knows no bounds. It doesn’t hurt. Only you. For people ruled by emotions this is a liability; because the heart will not stop even when the person is suffering from loving. It is deceitful because it can tell you that everything is in the mind but yet you know the pain is there, and for some reason, no words can give justice to the excruciating the experience.
The heart is also headstrong. It will fight with the will and can overcome any reason, no matter how logical because it lives by the ecstasy of loving; even if the loved one does not respond in the same way. The heart keeps reveries of love even if they are all imaginary and makes a person cling on to something that will never be. Not even in the afterlife. Maybe that’s why some people decide to die for it because they think love can be found at the end of their lives; only to find out that it will never be.
But just like any villain, it can be tamed. One has to; or face the peril of an endless, agonizing journey towards the future. It can be tamed; with patience, with a consistent and firm belief that the will can overcome. It can be taught to unlearn loving; to stop hoping; and to move on. It has to be schooled in the wisdom of those who have successfully won over the battles of will. Finally, it can be taught to believe that there will come a time when it will beat in synch with another heart; that the heart it beats for right now is not the one; that the pain is worth the wait for that one true love.
Until such time comes, villain is the heart.
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