Your heart is designed to be protected. See how this fist-sized thing is hidden, protected and safely nestled in your rib cage? That sends a message about how vital it is to protect your heart. It is a vital organ literally and figuratively.
I guess I am different. The rib cage suffocates me so I was born and chose to live with a heart on my sleeve. It is exposed where people can easily see it. It invites others freely. It does put a threat to this fragile heart I know. By doing and being like this, my heart will be bruised, beaten, abused and eventually be broken to pieces (figuratively). Some people won’t even care how fragile it is. They wouldn’t care if this thing gets hurt and trampled on. That’s a scary thing I thought to myself.
Whilst it is scary, I wouldn’t want to miss the beauty and benefit of being like this too. The wonders of having my heart exposed – It gives me the natural empathetic reaction towards things and situations that people often just ignore and consider as ‘just little things’. It gives me the courage to share my life, in fact a big chunk of myself towards others and not be afraid that people will judge me. I don’t believe in knowing people for a longer period before you can trust them because trust is among my initial gifts to new people (and the old ones have been lavishly enjoying it). I think that all human beings are naturally good souls.
Having my heart exposed allows me to connect to people. Instantly, I feel like I belong to their world and they belong to mine. It gives me the freedom to invite whoever needs a conversation and an extra ear to listen to their thoughts. I don’t want to miss the opportunity to lend a heart that listens especially in this day and age where people who truly listens are becoming extinct. It is the reason why it’s difficult for me not to respond to people, spend time longer and making it of quality and of impact. It’s never an option to fake an empathy towards others.
Wearing my heart on my sleeve gives me the self-fulfillment that while I am vulnerable, the world is seeing it is possible to still have a heart like this amidst the scary cruelty of this world. Being bruised, beaten, shattered and having this fragile heart doesn’t make you a superhero or even the damsel in distress but rather, it makes you, YOU. The fist-sized thing pumps for others to see. It pumps for others to experience a love that could be freely given, that hopes for healing, that sets free the people they love and values what is more important – the value of human being and having a positive impact to people around you.
It is a curse and a blessing having my heart this exposed but I’d rather see it as a blessing and give out as much blessings to others than fear the curse and curl up in my own tiny space and withhold the wonders that this fist-sized thing can give. After all, this is how my God created me. A heart so tiny yet so huge. I will allow as many people to dive in and discover that life is not so bad after all 🙂 That whilst it is a scary world out there, you will meet people along the way who have conquered their fear while having their hearts exposed. I have collected too many scars and I think my heart gets stronger every time. It doesn’t grow in size but it does a lot of wonders in closer and even wider proximity. I love how I was designed. And my heart is not going to curl up and hide. It will keep pumping to be a blessing. It’s free to love and be loved. It won’t be scared no matter how cruel this world treat this fist-sized thing. It is guarded yet free. It is meant for this world to see..