Heartbreak

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A friend read me a prose poem by David Whyte this morning. Here is an excerpt. It’s called Heartbreak.

“Heartbreak is unpreventable; the natural outcome of caring for people and things over which we have no control, of holding in our affections those who inevitably move beyond our line of sight.

Heartbreak begins the moment we are asked to let go but cannot, in other words, it colours and inhabits and magnifies each and every day; heartbreak is not a visitation, but a path that human beings follow through even the most average life. Heartbreak is an indication of our sincerity: in a love relationship, in a life’s work, in trying to learn a musical instrument, in the attempt to shape a better more generous self. Heartbreak is the beautifully helpless side of love and affection and is just as much an essence and emblem of care as the spiritual athlete’s quick but abstract ability to let go. Heartbreak has its own way of inhabiting time and its own beautiful and trying patience in coming and going.

Heartbreak is how we mature; yet we use the word heartbreak as if it only occurs when things have gone wrong: an unrequited love, a shattered dream, a child lost before their time. Heartbreak, we hope, is something we hope we can avoid; something to guard against, a chasm to be carefully looked for and then walked around; the hope is to find a way to place our feet where the elemental forces of life will keep us in the manner to which we want to be accustomed and which will keep us from the losses that all other human beings have experienced without exception since the beginning of conscious time. But heartbreak may be the very essence of being human, of being on the journey from here to there, and of coming to care deeply for what we find along the way.

Our hope to circumvent heartbreak in adulthood is beautifully and ironically child-like; heartbreak is as inescapable and inevitable as breathing, a part and a parcel of every path, asking for its due in every sincere course an individual takes, it may be that there may be not only no real life without the raw revelation of heartbreak, but no single path we can take within a life that will allow us to escape without having that imaginative organ we call the heart broken by what it holds and then has to let go.

In a sobering, physical sense, every heart does eventually break, as the precipitating reason for death or because the rest of the body has given up before it and can no longer sustain its steady beat, but hearts also break in an imaginative and psychological sense: there is almost no path a human being can follow that does not lead to heartbreak. A marriage, a committed vow to another, even in the most settled, loving relationship, will always break our hearts at one time or another; a successful marriage has often had its heart broken many times just in order for the couple to stay together; parenthood, no matter the sincerity of our love for a child, will always break the mould of our motherly or fatherly hopes, a good work seriously taken, will often take everything we have and still leave us wanting …

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Heartbreak asks us not to look for an alternative path, because there is no alternative path. It is an introduction to what we love and have loved, an inescapable and often beautiful question, something and someone that has been with us all along, asking us to be ready for the ultimate letting go.”

~ From Heartbreak by David Whyte

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10 thoughts on “Heartbreak

  1. ****what we love and have loved, an inescapable and often beautiful question, something and someone that has been with us all along, asking us to be ready for the ultimate letting go.”***

    This is a “WOW.” I love it so much, darling.

    PS. I love your wrist w/ Kay’s bracelet! Thank you. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx What will you do for Christmas?

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    • You picked my fave line. It’s very special to have someone read to you, especially something lovely. That’s what it’s like listening to your sexy, husky voice on your soundcloud.

      PS. My plans for Christmas have changed three times in the past week. Not sure yet! One thing I know, I’ll be playing a favourite Christmas CD: Barbra Streisand. Here’s one for you. Babs singing The Lord’s Prayer. xx

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  2. Our hope to circumvent heartbreak in adulthood is beautifully and ironically child-like; heartbreak is as inescapable and inevitable as breathing, a part and a parcel of every path, asking for its due in every sincere course an individual takes, it may be that there may be not only no real life without the raw revelation of heartbreak, but no single path we can take within a life that will allow us to escape without having that imaginative organ we call the heart broken by what it holds and then has to let go.

    That whole paragraph is my favorite of this post. It’s something I came to in my 30s and have been reminded of in my 40s and I’m sure will be every decade to come. No single path without heartbreak.

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    • Great to see you again, Sherilee. The heartbreak is there, big or small, in every day, isn’t it? Just this morning I worked for hours on a Christmas greeting to the subscribers of my business newsletter, and afterwards, three subscribers who I know and value unsubscribed. It’s a tiny thing and my heart was a bit crushed anyway.

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