"Everyone sees the unseen
in proportion to the clarity of his heart,
and that depends upon how much he has polished it.
Whoever has polished it more sees more -
more unseen forms become manifest to him."
Rumi
The young child who has yet to have a broken heart, shines so brightly, magic is attracted. The youthful hearts who have escaped trauma, lovingly absorb what others don't seem to see. At first the unbelievable that is somehow seen, is shared out loud, but the child is shushed until he or she speaks no more. The innocent continue to watch the mystery of our world, savoring every glimpse of other realms and mentally recording what others do not hear.
The young children who have been traumatized begin to stretch into other emotional realms where they can escape personal reality. Dissociation allows a space where the unnoticed wounded can feel safe or protected. In the suspended pocket of time, imagination can expand into an explosion of color or sensory textures softening the souls.
Dare we forever forget what we knew as a child? Are we able to reconnect with a passion of old or a dream buried in emotional debris? Can we awaken the memories from a long ago past that nurtured and polished our hearts? If we gather silence around us like a well worn quilt, and unleash the restraints in our creative minds, clarity of the unseen will gently return.
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