Giving Voice to Love

The figure of speech “heart in my throat” means a feeling of apprehension or fear. That is present in these times, and the dis-ease is something to pay attention to.

But there’s more.

When our heart is in our throat, we’re primed and poised to give voice to love, to what we have long held close, to what has a seat in our heart that we now speak aloud because we cannot be silent any longer.

Do you feel impelled to speak up more, to express your dream of a more truthful, loving, and just world? Is that a dream we share? By speaking that dream, could we together conjure it into being?

The fullness of having our heart in our throat is also what it feels like to grieve. It’s the grief we all carry in our throats just by living in this world and having to pretend we’re not utterly destroyed by the suffering people are inflicting on one another and the planet we call home.

I feel that if I had X-ray vision, I could see many of us walking around, our throats constricted, choked by grief and silence. What if, with an internal heave and shift, we could propel our loving, courageous, wounded, brave, tender hearts up into our throats and speak ourselves, express our love and passion for one another and for this life, this gift?

What if we were to begin now, you and I?