Connecting with Your Peaceful Heart

When I began a meditation focused on finding my “peaceful heart,” I found it to be a truly emotional experience that both surprised and enlightened me. Generally, within meditation, when I visualize something close to my heart, it comes with strong passions. For instance, I’ve seen myself manifesting great things with a glowing energy that connected with my heart center. In this exercise, almost immediately I began connecting to my deeper energies, to my passions, my strengths, and my gratitude. I felt connected to a renewing source of love and strength, and I was able to quickly connect to deep feelings of thankfulness. As soon as I was guided to peel back the layers to find my peaceful heart, I found a passionate strength buried deep within.

And suddenly, I was surprised to feel a tear dripping down my face. Then another. Suddenly, I needed to cry. As I began to cry, it was as if I had moved back all the layers that were hiding my deepest feelings, revealing a hurt child inside, one who needed to cry. But let me explain—it wasn’t a bad experience. It was a wonderful one. Suddenly, the pain I’ve been feeling over the last few months, the things I likely pushed deep inside instead of experiencing, they came gushing out, all stress being forced out of my body with a sea of tears. And I cried beautiful healing tears. They seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere as I relaxed and allowed them to release the pain I had been feeling, allowing a relieving sense of happiness and calmness.

I’m not one to generally focus on ‘healing’ in my meditation work. I don’t consider myself a skilled healer, anyway. I tend to focus my meditations on manifesting and planning goals and ambitions. So, when I get thrown into a healing exercise without planning it, I know that it must be needed, and I trust my body and my higher self and allow them to guide me through the experience. I immediately relinquish control and allow myself to go along for the ride. That’s precisely what happened here. I felt those tears and allowed myself to let go and cry. From there, I began to feel a swelling sense of gratitude from within the tears that swarmed my body, filling me with a healing white light as I cried out the stress and allowed a healing breath to fill the air left behind from the tears.

And I was reminded—I do have a peaceful heart. I constantly fight my nature of kindness and forgiveness because it regularly allows me to be taken advantage of. But rather than considering it a weakness, the exercise reminded me that it is its own form of strength. And I healed, and I felt a warm rush of gratitude for my peaceful heart, and I lived in the sense of peace these transforming tears had brought me.