A few years ago I started seeing hearts everywhere. Not just on the necklace I wore with three little silver hearts and not just dangling from my keychain.
Hearts exploded around the world: glass hearts in Venice; hearts on telephone poles in Amsterdam; chocolate hearts in Brussels. Little girls had hearts on their shirts and on the barrettes in their hair; their grandmothers had antique heart brooches and hearts were embroidered into their purses. Hearts adorned the storefronts of boutiques in SoHo and were graffitied on the bodegas of Spanish Harlem.
They were also in the clouds, in the trees, in the shadows, in flower petals, in cut strawberries. It seemed that nature was in alignment with the people. (Or was it the other way around?)
Once I started looking, I saw them everywhere.
The heart is our spiritual, emotional and moral core. The heart symbolizes love. And Life. Our world is stamped in this symbol. A symbol that represents, demonstrates, decorates.
I realized that looking for hearts made me smile; it was a small bit of happiness and I took it. As I traveled it evolved into a hobby – my own little sociological anthropological heart-ological study. Wherever I traveled, I saw them. Humans are obsessed with love and hearts brand it everywhere.
I turned my six-year-old son into looking for hearts. It made him look at life around us differently. He started to look more carefully at the trees, at the flower petals, at store windows, at signs. He wasn’t just passing life by – he was capturing every bit, relishing in the decorations all over our world. It seemed like such a happy thing.
One day maybe you will cut an apple open and notice the heart shaped formed by the pits. Maybe your phone cord will fall into the shape of a heart or you’ll see a heart with initials in it carved into a tree. Maybe you’ll smile. I say pass it on.
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This past January I also started seeing hearts everywhere. I have a horse barn and see them in many different forms out there. Horse manure, kitty litter, rocks, puddles, etc. I am desperate to know the meaning of this. My cat got hit by a car and killed in October, in January I got a heart shaped tatoo with a cat in the center and a few days later all of these hearts started appearing, I have photographed most of them. Very stange.
I have been seeing hearts sence I was prgnt with my son as he was also a suprize to us, He was concieved on or around Valentines Day and I thought nothing of it at that time as it was just some devine way of telling me the joy of life as we tried for children for aprox 7yrs till suprize my daughter whos three. I yet again see hearts everywhere and also take pictures of them. I see puddles as the children and myself are ill and pulling into the er parking lot, i see in a single grape tiny and small but none the less heart shaped, a yellow pepper as we do not buy as they are expensive but there it was I cut it open and it just stared at me as if i am to know what this means, heart light peering down from an opening in the cloud covered sky as if it were for me to see only and then closed as i was pohtographing it, oil stain in driveway heart shaped, i am looking now as i recently found a scab under my hair on my scalp peeled it and to my surprize heart blood on my finger now today a heart shape bruse on my knee? I have seen hearts cut into center of pickles, in grassy puddle at the playground. Let me just ask for some help figureing out the meaning my husband is fixed so no that is not itr i am not prgnt even though it would make me feel tremendous joy in my heart no that is not it, i would really just like some intervention and help to find out what is happening to me? Help or email me with your advice thank you and have a great day ~:)
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