A Girl's Heart

by Radha Mistry September. 15, 2018 230 views

A girl’s heart is forever a mystery.

Deep inside resides the most unfathomable things, even to the girl herself.

If we do have a soul, I wonder sometimes if it rests in the heart area?

Whats the difference between acting from your heart and acting from your soul?

The first person a girl gives their heart to in life, I’m not sure we ever recover.

We hand it over, young and infatuated.

We soar in the delights of having another hold our heart.

Potentially it is the first time it has ever been held so tenderly.

If you cup your hands together, fingernails together, the hands naturally form a heart formation.

Almost like its what hands were always intended to do.

Hands easily generate warmth, for holding.

Once upon a time, we walked on all fours.

With the evolution to standing, for the first time, the field of the heart was no longer directed towards the ground, but out to another.

The dawn of a new era; the opportunity for two heart fields to meet, interlock, test the nuances, and dance.

And for the first time in human history, the hands were now free.

Not needed to support oneself, but available to hold another.

We can carry each other’s hearts for a while, when a person temporarily cannot hold their own.

It is one of the most beautiful gifts of having hands.

And to entrust someone to hold it well, and not drop it, requires tremendous courage.

It is a sacred offering.

The Aztecs knew this.

Albeit if they exhibited that understanding in a murderous way.

They would tear out still-beating hearts and hold them up to their Gods as the ultimate offering.

In Africa, they cut people’s hands off - Why? Where did this cultural cruelty stem from?

There is the practical side of having hands for daily tasks.

But I believe when-ever this infliction began, it began because somebody understood how incredibly sacred hands are, and their direct connection to hearts.

We often feel quite detached from our hearts.

In order to remind ourselves, to get in touch, we put one hand over our chest.

We quite literally hold our heart, and remember what is there.

To cut someone’s hands off, is to attempt to sever their ability to connect to their heart and to hold another.

I chose this picture above for my post, because to me, it says everything.

Like the scene from Titanic, where the now older Rose, throws her necklace into the depths of the Ocean, to remain there forever.

In the depths, in the currents.

For the Ocean, to now hold.

Protect, keep safe, amongst her never ending secrets.

When a person drops your heart, loosens their grip, the padding is lost.

Like the atmosphere which protects the Earth, now asteroids and meteors have free reign.

They can smash into our core, and shatter the rib cage.

It is then, for the very first time, we learn from the moon.

Wounded and with many craters, we summon tides to help us collect the remaining pieces.

We take time, to have half a face, or even lesser.

We move slowly, cautiously.

We are not so easily seduced by the Sun anymore.

We almost quite like the night.

We learn to make friends with the stars.

And when were ready, we shine with all our pearly, silky glory.

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Anna Molly 11 months, 3 weeks ago

Agreed, the image itself, how you can see the texture and layout the necklace is on, as opposed to being on a flat surface of some sort. It reminds me the ripples or the ups and downs in life, especial for females. The necklace is gorgeous in itself but how it is almost haphazardly on the fabric, especially the chain. Which i’m curious, when setting up this image, did you consciously put the fabric and necklace the way they are in the image, or just how you happened to shoot it? Either way, kudos. And the poem is the icing on the cake here. Without that, I would have seen it more as a still life as a way to sell jewelry. But that poem gives so much power and explaination to the image. Beautiful!

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Radha Mistry Replied to Anna Molly 11 months, 3 weeks ago

Hello Anna, thanks for your words. I think I noticed the necklace looked nice against the purple, which is a top. So I set it up, because I wanted to capture things special to me. I love dolphins too and the necklace falls right on my heart area. It feels nice to keep them close. X

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Anna Molly Replied to Radha Mistry 11 months, 3 weeks ago

That’s beautiful. All of it, you’re very talented and so much depth within yourself.

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Radha Mistry Replied to Anna Molly 11 months, 3 weeks ago

I felt quite moved when I read this. I love that you are woman building another woman up, instead of tearing each other down. :)

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Russell Smith 1 year ago

I love the image and the poem (for lack of better terms) is quite deep and beautiful in of its self . I love it .

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Radha Mistry Replied to Russell Smith 1 year ago

:) thank you Russell.x

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Heike 1 year ago

Very philosophical thoughts, Radah. I like the connection to the necklace !

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Radha Mistry Replied to Heike 1 year ago

Great to hear from you Heike - thank you for commenting. This post felt vulnerable for me, even though no one makes me do this haha, so it was nice for it to feel heard. X

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