In the middle of my first ever Kirtan last night we were asked to focus on the prayer of our hearts, the desire of our hearts. I tuned in and immediately saw a type of glass awning extending from my heart, an opening for more space, a different kind of heart space. If my heart were a restaurant, my prayer would be to add some outdoor seating.
And more, more space where people could pass through, could aimlessly wander under the canopy of my heart’s open halls without ever even knowing what sheltered them, without thinking or making any kind of decision or commitment to stay or go.
Finally I felt an entire glass pavilion extending all around me from my heart, dotted with couples, crowds, all seeking their pleasure under the bright shade of infinite walkways. This was my new heart.
text © Megan Stein 2014