 But what happens as we begin to live from the heart? The long over-due unraveling begins.
This is where karma starts to uproot. Memory stored within the nervous system begins to unwind. When we simply yoke our internal awareness to the heartbeat and to the breath, the loop begins to loosen. The system finally exhales. The deep-seated programs of fear, scarcity, and separation begin to soften. And with that softening, the layers we’ve mistaken as “me” begin to peel away. This unraveling can feel like death. And in a way, it is. It is the death of the false self, the death of an identity built from protection and survival. As it dissolves, what first arises is often grief — profound, oceanic grief for what was lost, for what was never real, for how long we lived afraid. There may also be confusion, disorientation, and loneliness in a world that often lacks spiritual language for this sacred dismantling. In the wrong hands, this process is pathologized. But in the hands of the awakened, it is honored. Because this too has been mapped for thousands of years. This is the terrain of awakening. Buddhist texts call this the "groundless ground"— the space where nothing is solid, where all you thought you were becomes dust. And what remains? Heartbeat. Spaciousness. And, eventually… joy. The joy of not needing to be anyone but this breath, this heartbeat, this eternal pulse. If you’re still reading, you are clearly on the path — even if you don’t yet know it. Even if it feels dark. Especially then. Because the dark you find yourself in may be the very heart of darkness where your spark is rekindled. Sometimes it is only when everything false burns away, that the truth of who you are can rise. And so if you resonant with what I am saying here, I want to remind you, not as a teacher but as your sangha, as someone who wants to see you thriving: You are not alone in this. You are unwinding from a deeply embedded programming, and in that unwinding, you are claiming your life.
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 The heart is the true home of the mind. The mind is Not home in the scattered, reactive limbic brain. Here I am referring to the mind as the deeper consciousness the sages speak of— luminous awareness.
Conscious presence. We are not our thoughts or beliefs. We are not our emotions or reactions. We are not even the personality. They all change! What remains the same is the pulse beneath it all— the original essence. My heart is beating — and that is real. Everything else is simply an imprint to be unraveled: a memory of the past, a projection of the future, a survival pattern rehearsing pain. That all keeps me caged away from truly living. But this pulse, this breath, this presence — is now. This is freedom. This is life. And it's so simple, the practice. When we can bring awareness to the actual physical beat of our heart, while resting in the rhythm of our breath, something profound happens. The nervous system begins to settle. The brain begins to shift from the grip of fight, flight, freeze, or fawn — into the pre-frontal cortex of coherence, into harmony.... into the muse! This isn’t just poetic. It’s physiological. The awareness of the heartbeat in conjunction with riding the breath through the spine, deeply affects the nervous system, and actually reroutes the brain from chaos into calm. This is the heart temple I return to breath by breath. This is my path. The true seat of consciousness is not in the head. When we live in the head, we are lost — tossed like a tiny ship in a stormy sea. But the heart is shore. It is home. And it’s not an idea. It’s an actual place inside the body. When I live from here — when I feel instead of overthink, respond instead of react — I reclaim my life. I become truly self-responsible, able to respond creatively to what life presents to me moment by moment— versus living in a constant state of reactivity. In this heartbeat, I remember I am here. And from here, anything is possible. This is the ground of manifestation within the physical realm. Can ancient memory be remembered?
Yes, for time is not linear. I believe Memory is sent through the stars-- ever-unfolding, re-membering, always available. Deep inside, we know how to navigate our lives intuitively-- with elemental allies, celestial allies, allies all around, seen and unseen, from this timeline and beyond, in all directions. If we—personally and collectively-- are walking toward self-annihilation, then we must change our route. Perhaps even change the destination. Awaken the soul light-- the inner star, the Self, this Life. It is crucial that mothers rest and recharge after birthing and raising children-- so she may then mother the world. And why? To save us from this pre-programmed self-annihilation. To help us remember— and empower one another— we are actually the children of this living dream-- called here to awaken into our full capacity. Enter radical preservation, honest reevaluation, clear intention, life activation. Deep forgiveness Embodied Compassion Because, darling-- your soul is that big. That bright. And desperately needed. Please persevere. Severely preserve-- with all your light, with all your might. Stay on the path. Remember why to share. Wake us up with your radiance! Wake your own light... for yourself, for your family, for your life, for your lineage, for us all... There is a subtle map that speaks through birdsong-- whispers of an easier way. We are not salmon. We are not meant to swim upstream. We are meant to sit beside the stream-- belly laughing, or weeping together, or sitting alone, feeling everything, resisting nothing, as we reclaim cellular safety-- so many generations deep, hidden within the forgotten DNA tendrils, light pours forth. Let us activate courage together. Emerging as the Voice of Nature, the True Voice of the Collective, the Voice of the Stars. with love and devotion, Desi Ma |
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