The Anahata is the Sanskrit word for heart chakra. The pericardium (heart sac) is the protector of the heart.
Here is the definition of the pericardium’s functions I found on a great site: http://www.fiveseasonsmedicine.com
‘The name Pericardium comes from Latin Peri (around) and Cardium (heart). Often translated from Chinese as “Heart Protector”, “Spirit Protector”, or “Circulation/Sex” the Pericardium is associated with the Fire element and the Heart. The Pericardium protects the Heart from emotional trauma, constricts the chest to protect the Heart, and helps to express the Joy of the Heart. The pericardium helps regulate circulation in the major blood vessels running in and out of the heart. The network of the Pericardium includes the pericardial sac, the Pericardium meridian, the small intestine, and parts of the brain associated with the Pericardium channel.’
In essence if it wasn’t for the pericardium any minor emotional issue would be like a blow to the heart.
I’d like to share with you a personal experience that has propelled me to change an outdated belief system that has kept me emotionally stagnant for many years in the hope that more of you can come to terms with what it means to actually love yourself.
I allowed someone to break my heart for the second time after two years. He is someone who I feel eternally connected to so it doesn’t really matter if we are not together. I have come to the realisation that he is an EU and avoidant personality type, which is why I am attracted to him. My dad has a lot of the same issues although for different reasons. I was brought up only seeing him sporadically. Although we are very much connected we do not speak regularly. I naturally attracted someone into my life romantically who I believed would heal my inner child; the child who’s needs were not met perhaps in the longed for setting of a nuclear family. It is love but he is not there for me in the physical reality in the same way my father isn’t (this is not a negative judgement on my part, merely a clear way to view the situation).
I knew this truth for a long time deep down but decided to bury my feelings for two years until he wrote me a letter probably with the need to unburden himself of all the feelings he could not articulate in the past. I was grateful for the much needed closure however did not foresee us reuniting at any point in the near future. My SLE (Systemic Lupus Erythematosus) progressed to attack my heart sac in the space of the last week of February 2018 when the universe deemed our reunion to be due. Pains began the day after Valentine’s Day (coincidentally) when I was having a heart scan. Difficulty breathing ensued and inability to lie down properly in the evenings. For the first time I became consciously aware of the weight of the condition and how quickly it can progress if your body is exposed to stress.
My breathing was very shallow all week and I had this sense that some kind of ending was imminent. I thought that it was divine timing when he messaged me a couple of days prior to my departure and so I felt compelled to see him again. Ofcourse it ended in tears, because he was the last trigger which would make me realise that through all this emotional suffering I was never really lacking my counterpart’s love but merely my own. But this epiphany came later when things got really bad!
I was hysterical for days after. Every thought was usurped by him and I felt like I was going insane. My chest was tense from all the crying and my breathing got worse. I woke up in the middle of the night unable to breathe properly on the 1st of March after days of burning sensations in my throat and heart chakra regions. I went to hospital that night and it turned out that I was suffering from inflammation of the heart sac most likely brought on by my lupus.
Barring the purely physical reasons for developing SLE, there is another dimension to every disease and it is psychosomatic. So even though it is the lupus that caused the inflammation, I think that it decided to affect the heart region next to teach me a lesson about love. I don’t think I would’ve learnt this any other way since my mind had very literally taken over and squashed my heart space so tightly that the only way for it to show me my own capacity to love myself was to push itself to physical breaking point.
It was truly a wake up call and I am thankful for that.
With Lupus as well it is a manifestation of constantly attacking oneself in the form of inner criticism and inflexibility. I’m learning so much now that I have this urge to write about my inner realisations. It is a time of great change I feel for many of us on the planet. 2018 = 2+1+8 = 11 = master number of manifestation for balancing the ‘me’ and the ‘we’. It is also the year of the dog in the Chinese calendar which is an earth energy great for much needed collective emotional grounding and acceptance.
I hope that my heart will expand now in ways it hasn’t before and carry on being my greatest teacher.
Moral of the story: we must honour our pericardiums, honour our boundaries and thereby honour ourselves so that when the illusion of “lack” comes up it will dissipate as quickly as it emerges.