Body + Mind + Heart

Do our bodies act independantly of our minds and emotions in our heart?

if you feel sad, does your body feel good?

I’m questioning how much influence our mind and emotions has on our body. If our mind percieves something a certain way it can possibly bring about a symptom in the body.

What if we are holding on to a secret, a traumatic experience, a denial of truth in our hearts for so long it starts developing a sickness in the body that stems from that place of darkness you have kept this ‘Held’ thing in. It’s possible with a bit of light exposure to that dark place it could begin a healing process for the body, the mind & the heart.

What does light do to things in the darkness? it shows you whats really there and gives you a place to begin, if you’re desiring change. Its not easy and it takes courage. Yet Light brings hope, even painful hope is better then denying and hiding your brokeness yet still being in pain, the latter steals more then you think it can, it steals your life.


There are times in life where things are revealed to you that never occurred to you before. A moment when your past now can be seen from a clearer perspective.

This has occured to me, it indicates to me that life is more then just ‘getting by’, its about discovering your limitations and finding their true origins, so you then can tear down the old way of thinking and doing things which the limitations influenced, and re-build in a more purposeful way.

Tears fall..

Humanity is amazing, we are all capable of the same emotions, yet dependant on the social environment around us, it can determine how we express them, if we do at all. When you see someone weeping, crying and appearing inconsolable, it can make us feel uncomfortable. This is natural as none of us wants to experience loss or suffering, but life can bring about both of them, we never feel ready for it when it comes.

Human emotions can appear to be scary at times, they can be nerve-racking, even alien, even animal like to an observer. It is tempting to steer clear of such expressions. We should be mindful that when our hearts meet the loss of something we deemed important and loved, we cannot explain how our hearts will respond. The australian culture tends to reserve their emotions, as if they are a secret shame, a sign of weakness, an attribute of those who aren’t so lucky.

I think that is a big sham. When we withhold our emotions we lock something that was not intended to be locked. If you locked a person in a small room for a long time they will go crazy with fear or loneliness, in order to survive they may try to numb their feelings and just try to hold on until the lock is removed. This is what we experience when we lock our hearts away, it keeps it from expressing its true emotions, making it bitter and discompassionate.

I think it’s best to let us be free and let judgement fall to the wayside and to be overshadowed by a spirit of understanding and compassion. Let the tears fall.


Sickness can expose the questions in your head and heart, that your normal daily routine doesn’t allow you time to pay attention to. When you are sick and you are alone, it exposes your inner insecurities. How often have many of us taken advantage of the fact that our mother brought us medicine and sat by our side in our times of weakness?

When you think about it, love isn’t remembered as much when we see it as an obligation on the others part(be it parent, spouse or child). We take advantage of this too easily.

On the other side there are many who don’t have the support of parents or someone to love them in their time of weakness. Often their weakness can even be exploited by those who should be caring for them.

We live in a self-centered world. I can say a big problem is the fixation of our society towards lust, getting what you want, for free or cheap, no matter what the cost. Living life with an attitude of lusting over anything you think will make you feel good, is a dangerous and isolating attitude to cater for.

People don’t appear to be as important when you are given over, addicted to the things you lust over. People are your objects, either to be used or removed in order to fulfill your selfish desire. Also the word Love has no meaning to you personally, unless it can serve your own purposes.

Love requires vulnerability, a person consumed by lust has too much shame to cater for vulnerability. So they tend to grow colder and more distant, with only the hope that someday they will see how vain living a life of lust really is.

I talk about sickness and lust in the same post, as they are both much the same. We have to get over both of them, or they will take us down with them.