Part 1: The Passion of the Heart – A Divine Awakening
I came to know in a very profound experiential way that the heart was at the center and source of all true knowledge and is the direct link to the Creatrix. That it was the wisdom of the heart that created the sacred dance—this embodied heart consciousness…it was the heart that created the beauty of the internal dance and the interplay of the minutest exchanges within the body and mind...the health, and in fact the mental health of a person emanates from the Heart—Kardeeah in Greek. It is the heart that embodies the blueprint for our divine health and sacred connection.
This is the knowing that awakens when the thinking mind falls silent. When the inner chatter subsides and something ancient, eternal, and divine begins to rise from within. I did not read this truth—I lived it. In a single moment of grace, my consciousness shifted entirely. The "me" I had known fell away. In her place, the heart spoke.
And it was not a whisper.
The voice of the heart—Kardeeah—is not made of words. It is made of knowing, of light, of ecstatic wisdom that pulses through every cell. It sees with clarity, feels with depth, and dances with joy. It knows what the rational mind cannot fathom. It is not something we summon by force. It arrives through grace, unbidden but life-altering.
Spiritual teachings often speak of the journey from head to heart. But what does this mean beyond metaphor? In the early days of my practice, I thought I understood it—hand over heart, breath deep, mind quiet. A sacred peace would enter. And yet, what awaited me in the true heart was far more wild, far more intimate. The heart is not a resting place; it is a crucible. It is where the mystery reveals itself.
When the light of the Creatrix touches the heart, it ignites everything. Joy, yes—but also the hidden sorrows, the buried wounds, the forgotten longings. This is not a flaw in the process. It is the process. The light comes not just to soothe—but to illuminate, to transform. As Rumi so beautifully said, “The wound is where the light enters you.” Let that light in. Let it touch even the darkest corners.
So if you find yourself trembling beneath this awakening, know this: you are not breaking. You are being blessed. The passionate heart is not always easy—but it is holy. It is the threshold of your becoming. And once you have entered, there is no going back.
Welcome to the fire. Welcome to your heart.