The Heart of a Mystic

When the heart of a mystic flies, love is everywhere. When the heart of a mystic flies so high that it is lost in heaven, God brings the mystic's heart back and gently places it in his chest filled with ten times more love than it had before it left.—J

In the "Heart of a Mystic" meditation above, the visualizing of the flying heart and God placing it back in your chest, trains your mind to visualize. The fact that your mind is focused on your heart causes your "heart center" to take on "spirit mass", or energy mass, if you will, and this "heart center spirit mass" is absolutely critical if you desire a true relationship with God (He/She/It), and if you want your immune system to be functional. It should also be said that the "Heart of a Mystic" meditation opens you up to receiving information and energy from "The Higher Source".—J

What is spirit mass? What you give attention to grows, expands. As your heart center begins to take on this new life, or spirit mass, the sensation of a physical weight in your chest will develop, accompanied by an intense feeling of adoration for everyone. The Siddha call this the "Melting Heart". But, it is only an outward sign of an inner shift into a new state of being called Unconditional Love. First, you feel it for Self. Unconditional Love of Self is the foundation upon which all other experiences with love will be based. Then you feel this for another, quite often for a mate. Other experiences with true love soon follow until your whole world is filled with this Universal Vibration.

Here is a short story to illustrate:

In prayer and meditation, Shari began to feel as if a part of her had come alive that had lain dormant until then. Her heart was melting and running down into her body, melting away and yet growing too, like it was way too big now to be held within her chest. It wanted to fly away, to expand and fill the whole world. Shari's heart beat as if a savage drummer had taken up quarters in her body. She began to perspire. It felt as though her heart was a real flower, as the Taoist describe this experience, and had suddenly blossomed after being frozen closed for a hundred years. "I never knew what love was until now," she thought. But the flower didn't stop at just blooming. It continued opening until her body was too small to hold it.

Her thoughts turned outward, from herself to Greg, a boy she had recently met and was falling for. She longed to share this moment with him. Shari reached out as if touching invisible hands and squeezed. It seemed to her that she could feel real hands within hers, warm, tender, loving—his hands. She cried softly. Her heart pounded so hard in her chest it became painful as she poured her love out to him like she hadn't dare to before. Somewhere in the night, somewhere between where Shari sat in meditation and wherever Greg was at the time, as her heart expanded outward and filled the immensity of space, they met. Their two hearts touched.

This is the Melting Heart.