When I listen to a haunting violin concerto, my heart hurts. Not to worry - it's a good hurt, if there is such a thing.
When I stumbled across this picture on the web (artist unknown), I felt the same sensation, coupled with a tiny cartwheel in my gut.
I'm thinking this young girl is experiencing the same response as she reads words that touch her very essence - her soul.
I count myself as one of the lucky ones because I feel things strongly. Not everyone does. (Or, perhaps distractions deaden their awareness.) Music, nature, quietness, epiphanies, colors, cause me to emote. Lightheartedness, tears, melancholy, and/or laughter result.
And, it's all good.
But some days I wonder how I can carry so much around that cuts to the heart. It overwhelms. Some days I need distance in order to function.
ReplyDeleteAnd I don't show it much, so more emotive folks think I don't feel it. Meyers-Briggs labels me "thinker," as opposed to "feeler." It was rich to finally have someone say it: "That doesn't mean that thinkers don't feel. They just don't let feelings alone control their responses. They act according to principles and values, rather than feelings."
As I age, I find that I am more of a mix. For better or for worse, feelings sometimes overrule everything else. Whether I let it show or not.
Blessings!
Emote away. Wonderful picture, Susan. We know....
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