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Mike Knittel's avatar

I can entirely relate to the first love thing, that sense of the heart almost exploding with love. I grieved the loss of my first love heavily because I knew deep down I'd never experience that heart orgasm feeling again, and I was right. enjoyed your piece.

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Ah wow, thank you for the feedback! It means a lot

Urvasi Devi Dasi's avatar

This is one of the most endearingly unhinged things I’ve read all week. And I mean that as high praise. You’ve somehow managed to balance full-bodied vulnerability with a wild-eyed scientist’s curiosity, and it’s irresistible.

You’re absolutely onto something here. Modern science keeps tripping over ancient wisdom, and your “heart orgasm” theory feels like another of those moments. The heart, in so many traditions, has been treated as more than a pump; not just metaphorically but energetically, emotionally, and yes, even neurologically. We know it has its own cluster of neurons, its own “mini-brain.” So why not its own experience of rapture? Why not a physiological crescendo that borders on the ecstatic and terrifying all at once?

The way you describe your first love reminds me of how mystics have described their brush with the Divine: overwhelming, too much and not enough, pleasure braided with pain, a kind of annihilation of the self. Maybe you were feeling both the biology and the mystery. The two don’t have to cancel each other out.

Also, I’m obsessed with your honesty. The fact that you admit Googling “heart orgasm” mid-flow and discovering it’s already a tantric concept made me laugh out loud. But hey, you’re in good company: the yogis got there first, but they didn’t have your Netflix-era delivery.

Keep chasing this thread. You might not win a Nobel, but you’ve already won the prize for making us all stop scrolling and remember that there are still parts of us, literal and figurative, that science hasn’t mapped yet.

The Mind Pilot's avatar

I find this comment at least a million and a half times better than my post.

This is the most thoughtful response I have ever received for anything I have ever written.

Thank you so much.

I will look at the post again, along with what you said in the hope it will improve me.

I like you!

Urvasi Devi Dasi's avatar

Thank you so much for your thoughtful reflection. And for subscribing! It’s wonderful to connect with someone who’s also exploring these deeper questions. Your insight about the dissonance between what we value and what we chase really resonates. I hope we can continue this conversation and share more reflections that inspire and uplift.

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I look forward to that too. I'm still getting orientated on here, finding my focus, so I intend to post on a variety of subjects. If I do other similar pieces I will let you know.

What other topics do you find interesting to read?

Zain de Ville's avatar

This is such a refreshingly raw theory. The idea that the heart can experience a kind of orgasmic overload from love reminds me of the work by the HeartMath Institute, which explores how the heart communicates with the brain and body through its own neural network. They’ve shown that emotional states can induce measurable shifts in heart rhythm—what they call “heart coherence”—and that the heart actually sends more signals to the brain than the other way around. It’s not hard to imagine that under intense emotional conditions, this feedback loop could reach a kind of ecstatic threshold.

And on a completely wild tangent, there’s Robert Bruce’s Heart Strobing, which comes from a metaphysical angle. He describes it as a technique to rhythmically stimulate the heart chakra, producing overwhelming emotional and energetic effects.

Whether we’re talking about neurons, hormones, or energy fields, it seems increasingly clear that the heart isn’t just a pump—it’s a kind of emotional amplifier, maybe even a sensory organ in its own right. I’d love to see this theory explored further, both scientifically and symbolically. Zain

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Oh my goodness.

I am so moved that you took the time to read my offering. Let alone be kind enough to give me such a curated opinion.

It means so much, as I sit here on my kitchen counter, assuming my words have zero effect on people, to then find this comment.

Thank you so much!

So cool