The Little Prince.

Writing with my heart.

What opens our hearts?

It might be a gesture, a familiar view, a touching movie, a compliment….we sense more energy around the heart, our eyes get a tiny bit more pressure, and tears might rise or even roll…there might be stillness and a slight smile on the inside of one’s lips.

Daring to feel. Sometimes there is no choice.

I read this line after more than 40 years: “And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” (The Little Prince. Saint-Exupéry)

I remember, and I recall. The Fox, the Prince, the little Rose. And suddenly I was happy 16, writing with my heart.

Champagne for the Mind #39 — April 7, 2023