A lonely heart is like a winter home with the windows open. No
matter what we do, the warmth just won't stay in. People and
experiences move in and out yet we still feel alone.
Nothing we'll ever do in the present will change this, as the old house was built long, long ago.
Musing can be like time travel. Only this time we go inwards and backwards with
the tools to rebuild our drafty hearts, so that the warmth and joy stay inside.
No warm, cozy heart ever felt lonely or empty, whether alone or not.
Who do you miss? Do you remember what it is you used to hope for and wish for long ago?
The guests that we need to invite in and treat with compassion and hospitality
are the sadnesses and disappointments which we suffered so long ago. Let's
bring them inside for a warm cup of tea. We'll all sit by the fire together and
laugh and cry and remember.
Let's be together in the place that lacks togetherness.
Let's feel what was previously unfeelable.
Let's know what was previously unknowable.
Let's get so warm inside that we just have to open up the windows!
And we'll dance. And we'll sing. And we'll be happy.
“Welcome home,” says Your Personal Muse.
Welcome to YOUR home!
And then we won't be lonely anymore.
And then we won't feel empty anymore.
You're so brave that you can no longer bear being alone!
You're so brave to trust Your Personal Muse to know your emptiness
with you.
It's the first step towards springtime!
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