I know I have a heart, it’s like a double chamber, always in motion, and I can hear it.
With it I hear the rhythm of my life, my stillness and my movements, the speed at which I move and think. I can imagine it as a pulsating red space. I can’t really control it, as if it had a life of its own inside me. Its name is full of sweetness.
I think of it as a place surrounding an even more secret place. If I enter that place, then I live in the space which has no limits. The interior has become a world, illuminated by a star that is both its centre and its profound nature.
As I enter this heart of being, I become We, We unified and individualised at the same time, caring, rejoicing, vitalized. I experience this unification with life, with the expressions of life, and the profound active meaning of this unity between everything. Suddenly my attention is drawn to those who are cut off from this unity, shrunken within themselves and deprived of light, to the way in which we can reunite them with us. The core that used to say “I” has shrunk like a black sun that could be beyond, elsewhere in my body. From this immense, joyful space pulses the possibility of space in my body, between each beat that rings out my life, an infinite, possible space-time, contained in the expression of this heart.
And I’m back on the outside of this limitless inner heart. Outside, I only know the limits. I’ve already forgotten this impression, this memory, or was it an idea? I no longer know how this strange image, which was so absolute, came to me. Why did I feel this way, which has already escaped me and which I would like to grasp?
Do you know how to find this inner path? Where are the people who live in this inner space, pass it on, live in it every moment? I contemplated their number for a heartbeat, it was immense.
