Previously you mentioned the language of a waking heart. So how to learn it if it's so foreign to our conditioned mind?
Simply to accept the divine activity that eats away at who and what we think we are. In a sense it's like giving consent to one's death sentence. One then lives in service to that divine current by inviting its intensification, its manifestation, its infestation.
An infestation sounds both irreverent and menacing.
This active force has no concern with reverence; ego-mind is overcome from every angle, corroded and eroded in every nook and cranny.
Opening up to something like this sounds demanding, beyond the reach of most.
Not beyond it if we know where to reach. Its a matter of retracing our steps out of blind alleys to more solid footing. Its a matter of picking up and holding on to the thread of connection that follows us through the mazes of our lives. Again, it boils down to listening to and understanding heart's inner language.