It is with the heart that one sees

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, the author of The Little Prince - one of my favorite books of all time - wrote that it is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye. After I bounced off the thin ice separating life and, well, non-life, something shifted inside me during the recovery process. Something opened, that's the best way I can describe it. As if before, I'd kept my heart shielded, like a candle covered, afraid of my own light.

But, as the saying goes, nor does anyone light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on the lampstand. Something I've learned - the rational mind is the eye. It's an ever shifting maze with no exits. Truth is not found there. The truth is in the heart. And I'm starting to feel like one big unshielded heart.

I don't know why I didn't crash through the ice and into the deep. Even if I wanted to, whatever life is, it wouldn't let me. Life loves me and I accept that. What it has in store for me, I'm damn curious about. And through it all, I hope to never hide this heart again, I hope to shine.

Those my thoughts while I did rings under the moon last night. So I took a photo to seal the moment in time. A reminder to myself. Just sharing with you.