We carry our lives in our hearts. Everything and nothing at the same time. When we deliberately decide to carry something… we do so in our heart. This Place is where we allow memories and the stuff they’re made up of, to live and be. Allowing things to deliberately flourish there allows the minutae of these things to carry on in perpetuity as if the very moment we first encountered them and knew it was something we wanted to deliberately live there. The idea for The Heart of Bryan was for me to share these things that I carry, hold, in my heart. What are they? Why do they get to stay there? What do they do for me? How do they influence and make me who I am? Where do they come from, these things we end up holding in our soul’s center? I believe the heart is the connection point between our physical and spiritual bodies. Where we strive to be. The tension point where our higher self (non-physical self) meets our physical self: the surface area like where water meets aether or air, like the space where sand moves from one side of an hour glass to the other, that foci or welling space, meeting point so-to-speak.