Is somebody gonna match my freq(uency)? Tuning into the rhythm of your heart

“What’d you do today?” asked one soul to another. 

“I grew up as a human.” 

“No way! How was that?” asked the curious soul. 

“It was pretty fun. I might do it again tomorrow.” 

I wonder why we all chose incarnate here at the exact same time. I wonder what brought us together. Maybe we all sat in a room and came to an agreement. Maybe there’s a committee that makes all the decisions. It does feel like not everyone is happy with the decision to be here.

I can understand why. Being human is messy, but maybe that’s part of the puzzle. It would be lovely if life were like a cube: simple, symmetrical, and predictable. But in reality, it’s more like an adult human heart, which anatomist James Bell Pettigrew describes as “an arrangement so unusual and perplexing, that it has long been considered as forming a kind of Gordian knot in anatomy.”

Source: https://www.mdpi.com/2308-3425/5/2/33

The heart is the first organ to develop in an embryo, with the heartbeat forming before the physical organ is fully developed. In his notes, Leonardo Da Vinci depicts the aortic valves as spinning vortices that obey the same spiral dynamics as water moving through a riverbank. 

Source: https://www.researchgate.net/figure/a-Leonardo-da-Vincis-depiction-of-aortic-valve-vortices-in-the-left-heart-Detail-of_fig2_225916363

In the widely translated book “The Little Prince,” Antoine de Saint-Exupéry writes: “It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” A study showed that when a couple is in love, their hearts beat in unison. Similarly, when people share the same experience, such attending the same live event or being absorbed by the same story, they will synchronize their heartbeats even if they’re not in the same vicinity as one another. 

They say home is where the heart is. Rearrange the letters of “heart,” and we get “Earth.” We may be made up of stardust, but our hearts beat to the drum of Mother Earth. I know people who believe that our planet is a sentence for souls to work off their karma and that once you become enlightened, you stop reincarnating on Earth, but if that’s the case, why are there games here? Technically speaking, we’re all temporary visitors, so we must create some meaning out of this short-lived experience. I couldn’t tell you what mine is, but I know what it sounds like. Ba-dum. Ba-dum.