I can feel the effects of how I process stress in my own heart health. Last night I was doing a simple file transfer and I “took it to heart.” I was putting too much wrong feeling into my work and too much stress on my heart. I overcompensate by putting my feeling into my work instead of my relationship with God and universe. Eighteen months ago I had a near fatal heart attack and so now I am paying much more attention to my heart health. I want to live.
Who Do I Think I Am?
Now that I have already been dead I need my life to mean something. The purpose of this blog is to tell you that a soft heart works better in life than a hard hard. I used to have a hard heart and now I want to have soft heart health. When I was a child I got hit on the head by a rock and it knocked me silly for a while. It’s okay I’m shaking it off now. I surrender.
The medium is the message and the mediator is the messenger. Ten years ago a Malibu astrologer told me that I would become a mediator. So I became a juvenile justice mediator. I think I became the wrong kind of mediator. Instead of being a justice mediator I am a media mediator. Mass multimedia messenger mediating into the blogosphere. The message is intimate communion with creator.
Musician. Filmmaker. Paralegal. Media Blogger (Mediator). The moment of my birth was at age fourteen waking up to Truman Capote creating the true crime novel. What Truman Capote and Quentin Tarantino do with crime I want to do with God. Clever God moves instead of clever crime moves. I am making God as cool as crime.
Night moves, god moves. I am neurologically rewiring my heart health to be soft and loving. Surrendering to the body of Christ within me as my heart opens to the world. When my father passed my heart broke wide open to the world and then a tsunami of love pulled the universe back into me. I was reborn in love and sexual freedom. Take a little trip on the new love heart.