My son received a Valentine at school yesterday. It was a red carnation and there was a note attached to it. It said, ‘To Griffin, From <3”. That was it. And in a chocolate-coated nutshell, it summed up Valentine’s Day in its most basic expression: Impersonal Love, because that’s the nature of Aquarius. It could be anyone in that class and yet, to the young girl who bought the carnation and wrote the note, it was very personal. It’s intimacy wrapped up in anonymity. That’s so Aquarian.
During the last Super Bowl, the halftime mantra was all about love, but it wasn’t the same contextual love that fueled the 60’s where it was all you needed to love the one you were with. That model, while certainly inclusive, was also decidedly heterosexual.
Not the Super Bowl.
Halftime heralded the dawn of a New Age, where love was being promoted in its most subversive context, which was the LGBT agenda, front and center, but occluded by the pulsing flower of life and Chris Martin’s dervish spins.
But does love equal heart?
When I take the temperature of the love current, it’s warm and placid, it’s soft and breezy, laced with a general consensus of acceptance, but I’m not sure it’s heart and I’m not entirely sure that there’s a lot of heart pulsing in this country right now.
As we move into the third Aquarius decan, the Libran decan, let’s examine the “relationship” between love and heart.
When I was younger, much younger, I had a very good psychic do a reading on me. She said that I “had a lot to learn about my heart.” I didn’t quite understand it at the time, but looking back, I have a much better sense as to what she meant, all these years later.
Heart is something that takes commitment and its reward isn’t as immediate as we would always like, but heart perseveres like a motherfucker and sees something through to its conclusion. Heart is fiery and intense.
I’m reminded of the scene from “True Romance,” Quentin Tarantino’s cinematic meditation on the question of heart vs love.
Patricia Arquette is getting hell beaten out of her by James Gandolfini, playing a Mafia hit man. Bloody, but unbowed, Arquette flips off Gandolfini and he says to her, “I like you kid, you’ve got heart.” She then proceeds to drive a corkscrew into his upper foot (physical appendage of Aquarius), and winds up turning the tables on the professional killer.
Most people today have no clue what heart means or the commitment it takes to anchor the heart. Our hearts are weak or closed off.
I was told today that the highest group for suicide risk is white males between the ages of 52 and 60. Why do you think this is happening? It’s because they’re losing their hearts. Their hearts are no longer into pumping and thumping in this world.
It’s no mistake that Leo is opposite sign of Aquarius. It’s the classic heart vs. the head.
Another distinction between the heart and love is that heart has to make tough choices, very tough choices, while love in its most secular and inclusive nature, doesn’t make tough choices at all—it simply rises with the tide of social acceptance, and what’s determined to be love by the Vox Populi.
There’s a big difference between the two although they can be linked by the emotion that pulses through both.
As we were softly rocked into the simulacra of the Aquarian Age last weekend, Cam Newton displayed an utter lack of heart. There was a fumble with two minutes left in the game and if the Panthers had any shot at winning, he would have had to jump into the fray, land on the ball, maybe get hit (again) and try to rally his team, which was just one score down. But Newton jumped back like there was an electrical charge crackling off that Pigskin. When asked about it later, he said, that he felt like he would get hurt if he jumped in there and tried to get the ball.
No matter how he spins it, or who comes to his defense, he displayed an utter lack of heart, fitting in the context of “The Rainbow Love Bowl.”
Your Heart is a precious commodity. It’s gold and the price of gold is rising. Why? Because the commodity of the heart is in high demand and there isn’t much of it to go around.
As we slip into Valentine’s Day, I want to say thank you to all of the people I’ve met through this site, my interviews, the shows on Gaia and my radio show. You always touch me with your heart and your courage.
From my heart to your heart. Stay strong.
Here is Friday’s show.
7 thoughts on “Heart vs Love, Leo vs Aquarius, The Anonymous Intimacy Of Valentines Day”
The scarecrow gets a diploma or brains from the wizard in Oz and the tin man a heart. The scarecrow, loosing straw and having to be refilled all the time hangs with crows… every bright and new object grabbing short attention spans.. The tin man hangs with trees….rooted and slow growing. He rusts in one place for a very long time. Habit fosters love. It’s the long term day in and day out stuff, stuff of grit and heart and determination. The short attention span stuff, of addictions and restlessness..our monkey minds at work fosters inattention and reaction. I’m no rocket scientist though want to be when I grow up – gravity waves! – but we’re talking different parts of the brain. I wonder about the out picturing of this terrible microcephaly…thank you for your posts, they are very thought provoking from the heart. Do I detect….balance?
LOVE it.
‘But Newton jumped back like there was an electrical charge crackling off that Pigskin. When asked about it later, he said, that he felt like he would get hurt if he jumped in there and tried to get the ball.’
There you have it Robert, we are too afraid to ‘jump in’ for fear of suffering through a mess of hurt. The love part is easy for an Aquarian, it’s no wonder Valentines Day is in February, we can withstand 24hrs of chocolates, red hearts, and roses…anything above and beyond that is just silly. 🙂
Chocolate covered pigskins?
Chiron return.
It’s all fun and games until you hit 50.
Then you have to get the hell out of the way.
It’s really hard to be benched.
I can see how IF you were experiencing being benched for the first time…you would want to end it all.
It’s hard not to be first string.
IF you’re lucky you get to sing in the Chorus.
There is still purpose after 50…
It’s just not sexy.
Old people man…they’ve got heart…
The inevitable journey back to the light.
Those are the beings that I give my time to now.
No glory for the old…just guts.
Brilliant.
“Heart is something that takes commitment and its reward isn’t as immediate as we would always like, but heart perseveres like a motherfucker and sees something through to its conclusion. Heart is fiery and intense.”
Dear People, it’s past time to throw away all those fluffy books on love that have been gathering dust on your bookshelves for the past decade or more. Wrapping ourselves in fluff doesn’t prepare us for living from heart. Living from heart ain’t for wimps. If anyone is still out there cross-stitching needlepoint samplers, stitch this quote. Timeless wisdom, Robert, and a welcome reminder/oasis in a world filled with heart lite.
“From my heart, to your heart, stay strong.” Right back at you.