Bliss

I like to believe that my heart listens to others hearts even when they might remain silent. Over this past year, I came to realize that we’re all quite similar. We all desire happiness and to feel true bliss. We’re all imperfect but for some reason continue to strive towards perfection. Our hearts all beat the same and crave that special feeling shared with that person. Our person.

This year I fell in love. I fell in love with many things but mostly the people I would see day to day. 2018 was a rough year for a number of the people I know. There would be times where we as individuals or as communities would give up. Time after time of being knocked on their backs, they would begin to question their own feet. It is then when love comes back to us in a whisper. You cannot push love out the door when all your windows have shattered.

It has always been easier for me to listen to someone else’s heart. When it comes to mine, I feel unsure. I feel overly sensitive and soft. Maybe some people just aren’t quite as capable of compassion as someone else.

I have someone who knows how to be empathetic with my emotions and heart without making me feel too sensitive. Instead, this person relates to my heart and understands where I’m coming from. Having someone who knows my heart better than I do at times is one of the best feelings in the entire world. I always thought it was a choice to give your heart to someone or something. I have learned that that's something it does on its own.