“Hearts are wild creatures, that’s why our ribs are cages.”
I resonate with this quote, because many times I have made the remark that God put me in skin so I wasn’t spilling all over the place.
When did being passionate become something we tried to avoid, something to be afraid of? When did being expressive and/or vulnerable become something that makes people hesitant or timid? It’s an interesting dynamic that has developed in culture today. So much acceptance and pleasantries revolve around appearances these days, and I have to say I have fallen prey to this condition more time than I care to admit.
Something we’ve lost is the beauty and wonder, in passion! Emotion and passion is what makes everyone unique. Of course there is wisdom in expressing one’s soul, you would never want to bare your insides to someone who didn’t love you, or someone you couldn’t trust. BUT with a person like that? I think one should never hold back for fear of judgement.
It’s important to note I am still processing through this, thinking about where I fit in the whole puzzle.
Let me be real, I am one of those ‘wild at hearts,’ and I happen to like it. I’m a creative being because God is a creative being. And life is too short to be help captive by fear, worrying (usually assuming) about what someone is thinking of my heart-expressing.