My Turquoise Heart

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I’m the first one to admit that self love is not my strong point.  It’s an area that I am dedicating myself to in my Year Of Living Dangerously.  It has taken me a lot of time to work on quietening my inner nasty voice (always a work in progress).  Some days she wins, some days she doesn’t.  But each day begins with the intention of gentle non-nastiness.

Image Credit : Katie Tegtmeyer on flickr

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Recently though I have discovered that this is not the whole story.  



The absence of nasty voices is wonderful but up until now, it is still also the absence of happy/singing voices.



(I imagine the heart sings when she is happy – a little like the golden harp in Jack and the Bean Stalk)

So the void of nasty needs to be filled with love.  

I have been doing my heart a disservice through years of disregard and surprisingly she still wants to sing.  

She has been quiet for so long she needs encouragement to use her voice…and I need to be there to listen.

Well I am way out of practice in loving my own heart.

Once upon a time it came naturally. As a child, I followed her everywhere. As a teenager, I wore her on my sleeve. And then…the nasty voice began to cut her off.  Slowly at first but then so often and so determinedly, the singing was silenced.

So I decided to paint my heart a colour – turquoise.



A colour that represents instant calm and gentle invigoration.



The colour that combines the green of the heart chakra and the blue of the throat chakra and helps your true self express the desires of your heart.

And I imagine literally painting her while holding her gently in one arm…or I imagine swimming in still turquoise water and submerging my whole body until my heart glows turquoise from the inside out.



The first and last 5 minutes of each day, I devote to my heart – just loving her and encouraging her to sing. Already I can feel and hear her faint melody. One day I know she will sing so loud and beautifully, everyone will hear.



But until then I am celebrating her in all her turquoise glory and I am ever so grateful that she didn’t give up on me in all those years.

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What colour can you paint your heart?



Maybe it’s your favourite colour?



Or maybe it’s your meditation colour (like mine).



Can you bathe her in golden sunshine if she is yellow or lay her down in the fresh grass if she is green?  



If you paint your heart with love – she will sing for you.

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