30/12/2024
The Dance of the Heart
Our hearts,
Where arms sprout to give and receive,
A sacred rhythm we weave.
It’s all work, all about work—
Not the grind, but the art.
The how, the why,
The soul’s labor of managing space,
Defining boundaries,
Honoring the ties that bind us all.
A balanced heart knows its own borders,
And respects the borders of others.
A healthy heart flows like a river,
Freely giving, freely receiving,
A pulse in harmony with the world.
In tune with the elements, the heart becomes:
STRONG as Earth, unyielding as diamond,
CLEAR as Water, ever rising above,
OPEN as Air, embracing the winds of change,
LIGHT as Fire, warm and transforming.
All work is chopping wood, carrying water—
The fire and the flow that create alchemy,
Turning lead into gold,
Emotion into art,
Labor into love.
How we carry the water matters—
Do we use it wisely or waste it recklessly?
How we stoke the fire matters—
Too much, and it consumes; too little, and it dies.
Water shapes the fire,
Yet without clear boundaries,
It can smother the flame.
Where there is fire,
There must also be water.
In balance, our hearts find their magic,
A golden place of just enough—
Not too hot, not too cold.
Not too wet, not too dry.
Not too tense, not too lax.
And yet, the air brings change,
Sweeping us into new directions.
Balancing rest with effort,
Stillness with motion,
We dance in step with the elements.
We dance to the song of life,
With partners, with purpose,
Creating meaning in the moments,
Until life becomes us fully—
And we become life itself.
by Scott Woolford
