Eyes in the Back of My Heart…


I used to think that Mama had eyes in the back of her head…because she surely knew everything I was up to…and…come to think about it…still does…most of the time…but…as effective as back of the head vision is…Bertha…reminds me…it’s more important to see with my heart…

She tells me to look with my heart…not my eyes…bathe everything I’m seeing in love…whether it’s the homeless man on the side of the road…the supersized woman in the stretch pants…the mug shot on the news…the kid acting up at school…to bathe it in love…not judgment…

She goes on to tell me…to listen with my spirit…to really hear what the other person is saying…to listen…again…in love…not judgment…

Then…she reminds me…speak in love…communication isn’t talking at someone…that never penetrates their shell…it’s only after I’ve seen with my heart…and listened with my spirit…that my words of love can be absorbed by the other person…

I wish I could say that is something that I already do…and easily do…but…it’s not…oh…sometimes I manage it…and I pat myself on the back when I do…but…somehow…I know that’s not what she means…she’s challenging me…for this to be who I truly am…not who I want to be…

Situations quickly come to mind…where my heart was blind and my spirit deaf…and…my words while pointed and sharp…never reached their mark…it would be easy to judge myself at this point…but…Bertha…reminds me…the rules apply to me as well…as she guides me to see myself through my heart…listen to myself through my spirit…and talk to myself in love and compassion…

Jane

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