I was eight years old when I was electrocuted. And, like most children who develop empathy for teddy bears and imaginary friends, I developed tremendous empathy for my heart.
I felt sorry for my heart. I believed that my poor little heart must have felt all the pain that I thankfully couldn’t remember.
Years later while I was in my doctoral program, I began thinking back over those years. I came across several pictures I’d drawn in 1973 and showed them to my therapist. She said, “Lisa, you were really working hard to figure this out weren’t you?”
She was right.
Now, as I work with people who are trying to heal their emotionally broken as well as physically broken hearts, I wonder why it is that we only seem to think about 
our hearts in relation to DISEASE or LOVE.
1. Physical (an organ) that we’ll think about sometime in the future; Heart Attack or Heart Disease.
2. Symbolic (of love) or lost love; Heartbroken or Heart Ache.
Seems we’ve taken the out-of-sight and out-of-mind attitude when it comes to caring for our hearts.
I think the question we should ask ourselves is this…
Why do we think that our heart will remain committed to us 24-hours a day regardless of how we treat it?
We don’t even expect this out of our relationships!
Develop empathy for your heart.