Just Keep Following (the heartlines on your hands)

I can focus on ceasing the constant chewing fluctuations of my mind, OR, I can focus on uniting my consciousness at my heart.

Neruda; the flowers.

I have had a little obsession lately that has sprung up in my bones. It's really been waiting for me for years, ever since I saw the first line in a Neruda poem. I don't remember what that first line was. I do remember the feeling, though. "Oh, hello. It's so¬†wonderful to see you again." …