1122: “I Became Love”: What It Means to Awaken the Higher Heart Chakra (And Why It Hurts So Much)
There’s a moment on the awakening path when love stops being something you reach for, and becomes something you are.
But no one tells you how excruciating that moment will be.
In January, something in me cracked open. Not in the usual “heartbreak” kind of way, but in a soul-rattling, flame-purifying, God-led kind of way. I had just been deeply hurt by someone I loved with everything in me. But instead of collapsing…
I stood up and loved anyway. I loved through it.
I didn’t chase. I didn’t fight.
I didn’t beg or bargain or make it about me.
I asked to see their pain fully out on the table to finally be witnessed. No matter how deep that pain went.
I stood in it—with my heart wide open—and I chose love. Still. Even with my own heart shattered and betrayed.
And that’s when my Higher Heart Chakra activated.
What Is the Higher Heart Chakra?
Most people are familiar with the seven traditional chakras—root to crown. But as we ascend and expand into multidimensionality, a more complex system begins to come online. Among the most powerful of these is the Higher Heart Chakra, also called the Thymus Chakra or Upper Heart.
Location:
Between the Heart and Throat, near the thymus gland.
Color:
Often turquoise, opal, rose-gold, or pink-white light.
Purpose:
This is the portal where personal love becomes divine love.
Where love matures from desire and attachment into truth, compassion, and Christ Consciousness.
The Christed Love Template
This chakra governs the kind of love that’s spoken of in sacred texts—
the kind that forgives without being blind, that releases without closing, that burns away codependency but never stops radiating.
When my friend and intuitive partner told me that Archangel Michael came through with a message, it all clicked:
“That moment was your Higher Heart activation. You didn’t just love him. You became love.”
And I understood then why it really was the most painful awakening I’d ever walked through.
Why It Hurts So Much
Because when the Higher Heart opens, you:
• Stop needing love to feel whole
• Start giving love without demand
• Feel the entire illusion of relationship dynamics burn away
• Grieve not just the person you lost, but the version of yourself that needed to be chosen to feel worthy
You mourn the last part of you that was trying to earn it. And in its place, something eternal rises.
It’s like becoming a cathedral after your cottage has burned down.
Sacred, vast, indestructible—but echoing with holy silence at first.
Who You Become
Once the Higher Heart activates, you start living differently:
• You don’t fix people. You hold space for them.
• You don’t react in panic. You respond with presence.
• You don’t collapse when abandoned. You remain seated in your soul.
• You set boundaries—not from pain, but from love and clarity.
You become the Queen of Cups in her full divine capacity, not just full of emotion, but full of compassionate authority.
You are no longer the seeker. You are the sanctuary.
A Final Word for the Ones Becoming Love
If you are hurting right now…
If someone you thought was “the one” turned away the moment you stood in truth…
You’re not broken.
You’re activating.
The pain isn’t proof that it wasn’t real.
The pain is proof that your soul just took a throne.
You don’t have to be chosen by them to be love.
You don’t have to be understood to be divine.
You became love.
And love never collapses.
It simply expands beyond what the old world could hold.
I’ll leave you with this reminder, not just of what love should look like between two people, but of what it means to truly embody love itself:
Love is patient,
Love is kind.
It does not envy,
it does not boast,
it is not proud.
It does not dishonor others,
it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
—1 Corinthians 13:4–7
I became love in spite of my deepest pains… and you can too.
Love,
Jenn