The beginning of every heart journey is soft, intimate, and rooted in the everyday. A warm cup, a simple gesture yet filled with intention. Love, when real, rests gently in the small things: a delicate flower, a slow sip, a gaze that asks for nothing. The pink daisy whispers of sweetness, vulnerability, and feminine truth. It is the first invitation to slow down and feel. Not to think feel. The heart, like coffee, must be savored with presence.
In the ancient Egyptian tradition, the heart was weighed after death against the feather of Maat the goddess of truth, harmony, and divine order. If the heart was heavy with regret, lies, or unresolved pain, it would not pass. But if it was light purified by love, truth, and inner peace it could enter the eternal life. This sacred ritual is not only myth, but a mirror: each day, each moment, we are invited to weigh our heart. Is it light? Is it free? Tantra whispers the same: to live in such a way that your heart, when placed on the scale of truth, floats like the pink daisy, like breath, like the soul that has chosen to love, despite everything.
The Open Book and the Pierced Heart
When the heart opens, it cannot lie. It reveals itself, pierced by lived experiences and the truth rising from the pages of our story. The book is open like the soul that dares to look within. There is no defense, no mask only the raw beauty of vulnerability. In this symbol lives the tantra of courage: to remain open even when it hurts, for only in openness does the heart purify and become a channel of truth. The wound is not an end it is initiation.
The Closed Book and the Pierced Heart
There are stories that must be closed. Chapters to be released. The pierced heart on the closed book is not an end it is a rite of passage. It marks the moment when pain has been seen, acknowledged, and released with respect. Tantra teaches us that nothing must be denied but everything must be transcended. The closed book is the sacred silence after tears, the stillness following the storm of feeling. In that silence, the heart finds itself again stronger, purer. Ready to love in truth