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The heart is often described as a pump. (Long pause.) With the latest developments in medical technology, there are all kinds of heart operations that can be performed, even the use of heart transplants. In many cases, even when hearts are repaired through medical technology, the same trouble reoccurs at a later date, or the patient recovers only to fall prey to a different, nearly fatal or fatal, disease. This is not always the case, by any means, but when such a person does recover fully, and maintains good health, it is because beliefs, attitudes, and feelings have changed for the better, and because the person “has a heart” again, comma, in other words, because the patient himself has regained the will to live.

Many people who have heart trouble feel that they have “lost the heart” for life. They may feel broken-hearted for any of many reasons. They may feel heartless, or imagine themselves to be so cold-hearted that they punish themselves literally by trying to lose their heart.

With many people having such difficulties, the addition of love in the environment may work far better than any heart operation. A new pet given to a bereaved individual has saved more people from needing heart operations than any physician. In other words, “a love transplant” in the environment may work far better overall than a heart-transplant operation, or a bypass, or whatever; in such ways the heart is allowed to heal itself.

THE BROKEN-HEARTED, THE HEARTLESS,
AND MEDICAL TECHNOLOGY

[...] There have been articles (in the newspapers) about people dying of broken hearts after long periods of time, when hearts were simply regarded as mechanical pumps. No man’s knowledge will alone save him from heart failure, or heart difficulties, if such knowledge is not backed up by comprehensions of an entirely different order.

I assume that by your question you mean, why does not man understand how his heart works? [...] In all the terms of common sense, of course our body is composed of organs—heart, liver, and so forth, and I mention them at times. [...]

[...] You can say that you have a brain and heart and liver and appendix, and so forth, and muscles and bones, and insist that all of these work in a certain fashion, as of course they do. [...] You can say with equal validity that the body holds a man’s ghost, that it is filled also with the organs of all the animals a man has consumed—that one man has the heart of a lion, and in that framework that is true.

[...] For example, in your culture some people feel that there is a struggle between their hearts and their heads, a conflict between emotion and reason, in other words. In many cases, now, meaning not in all, such feelings set up quite invisible but definite alienations, or lacks of balance, between the heart and the brain, so that delicate relationships between them are upset. [...]

[...] The condition of your heart is affected, for example, by your own feelings about it. [...] If you feel broken-hearted, then you will also have that feeling reflected in one way or another in the physical organ itself.

[...] Everyone who feels brokenhearted does not die of heart failure, for example. [...]

[...] Medical technology alone, however expert, cannot really heal a broken heart, of course. [...]

[...] And to show that though I have no visible heart I am young at heart. [...]

[...] And she knows that I have a spot in my invisible heart for her. [...]

[...] You may look at it to your heart’s content. [...]

[...] And all of you take that to heart. [...]

(Joe, John said, has been taken very ill — pains throughout his body, in the bones, but also in the heart area. A test of fluid drawn from the heart area had shown free-floating cancer cells. [...] I may have tuned into the testing of the fluid around the heart, but I doubt if this can ever be confirmed. [...]

[...] I dreamed he was taken very ill with heart trouble — that all he wanted to do was lay on his back in bed — I think in a trailer environment. [...]

…An excitement of the heart… Dr. Instream will die of an excitement of the heart… 5 2 7 levels… Doctor Brownallen… Brownaline… Allen Brown, the doctor. [...]

(Jane now placed her right hand over her heart, and repeated herself several times, eyes closed.)

heart, dear heart.”

(In my dream I’d written that he had a heart attack, but this appears to be off the mark, although pinpointing the correct area of his trouble. At times I’ve even wondered if I recorded the dream accurately, since in it I didn’t see him having a heart attack, only rubbing his chest area with Margaret helping him, and myself there as only a witness. [...]

[...] Joe is in the hospital, room 560, and has a sarcoma in or surrounding the heart area. [...]

[...] He had severe heart disease. [...]

[...] Almost overnight, relatively speaking, his heart regenerated, and two years later he ran the 26-mile marathon.

[...] She seems to have no heart trouble, but must wear a harness at home for 24 hours, to detect any heart abnormalities — a monitoring device that, I believe, somehow records electrical heart activity.

[...] He has only to take my words to heart.

[...] (Florence tried to smother a cough and Seth boomed out.) You may cough to your heart’s content. [...]

[...] New possibilities grow constantly from the heart and spirit. [...]

[...] Be good of heart. [...]

Now that was a fine sermon and I shall take it to heart. [...]

[...] Let the heart be filled with tr__*(I cannot read my notes for this word) now, knowing that its base can be more refreshing, and his spirits revived far more easily through the recommendations that have been given. [...]

So will your own spirits be revived, seemingly like magic, knowing that the basis of your hearts’ loves rests where it should. [...]

[...] With a more painful heart I yearned for my wife to walk to me, hips innocently and joyfully swaying, as she used to do years ago, when she’d meet me every day as I left the printing company where I worked as a commercial artist. [...]

And amid all of this frenetic activity our painting and writing—those activities we’d always regarded as the creative hearts of our lives, the very reasons we’d chosen to live on earth this time around—had receded into a far distance, so that they’d become like dimly remembered dreams, or perhaps actions practiced in probable lives by “more fortunate” versions of ourselves.

[...] (Dr. Mandali told us that the hormone dosage has to be increased very slowly, over a period of months, in order to avoid strain upon the heart and the endocrine system.)

Science, however, seeing the body as a mechanism, has promoted the idea that consciousness is trapped within a mechanical model, that man’s suffering is mechanically caused in that regard: You simply give the machine some better parts and all will be well (amused). Science also operates as magic, of course, so on some occasions the belief in science itself will seemingly work miracles: The new heart will give a man new heart, for example.

[...] Last Thursday morning, then, we were really shocked when Doris, who is also a teacher and a friend from those apartment-house years, called to tell us that David was in the hospital—that he was to undergo triple-bypass heart surgery the next day. [...]

(Pause at 9:50.) There are obviously some conditions that in your terms are inherited, showing themselves almost instantly after birth, but these are of a very limited number in proportion to those diseases you believe are hereditary—many cancers, heart problems, arthritic or rheumatoid disorders. [...]

[...] All of science, in your time, has been set up to promote beliefs that run in direct contradiction to the knowledge of man’s heart. [...]

(4:20.) There are those who come down with one serious disease — say heart trouble — are cured through a heart transplant operation or other medical procedure, only to fall prey to another seemingly unrelated disease, such as cancer. [...]

My heart and giblets lay

My heart and giblets sang out,

asleep, and soon die of a broken heart.

[...] A patient in 333A was having heart problems—so the people came running down the hall pushing the emergency heart/breathing machine, including Doctor Fred Kardon, who said hello as he passed 330. [...]

[...] It has to do with the dance of consciousness that is within you and with the sense of spiritual adventure that is within your hearts. [...]

[...] It has to do with the dance of consciousness that is within you, and with the sense of spiritual adventure that is within your hearts.