Mind or Heart : who would you choose?

Ever came across the situation where there is a literal conversation between your mind and heart? Everyone someway or the other-way have!

Your brain might frequently speak with uncertainty, but your heart will lead you to your truth. It’s so true. Which is why I’m increasingly starting to think with my heart more than my head. Wait, you say. How do you think with the heart? Especially in a world where we are told, usually by parents or teachers, to “use that thing on your shoulders!” or “You were born with a brain for a reason!”

While I don’t dispute that, I also maintain that we were given a heart for a reason (aside from the whole “It keeps us alive” thing): to feel our way through life. I’m not even sure we’re meant to think our way through our days, ongoing problems, and big-picture issues. The mind is there to weigh options, to process the pros and cons, and to filter thoughts in the moment. But real decision-making, for me, is best conducted through the heart. Before I make a big decision, I ask myself: is my heart into the idea? I let my heart “think” it through . . . and feel what’s right.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I use my brain a lot. *gasp* I consider it one of the most important tools any human can wield. But I consider my heart’s opinion first. My mind is full of uncertainty—always has been, always will be. It questions everything and turns situations inside out, based on my preexisting knowledge and past experiences.

But the mind can be so busy, buzzing with information, and it can easily get lost. Clouds can roll through my own mind at the drop of a hat, and those accumulations can fog my judgment and potential decision-making. I’m not here for that ambiguity. I’m not here for that one bit. But the heart speaks truth with crystal clarity. It somehow knows the answers to life’s most difficult obstacles. I don’t know how; it just does. And most importantly, I trust it. Trust is what determines my preference for the heart over the mind. I don’t trust my mind because it has so many filters (and contains way too many holes and avenues that lead to me chasing over false thoughts). It has tendency to play games with me and invent worries and fears and illusions that don’t turn out to be true or have any basis in fact. The heart is different. It’s pure. Unfiltered. Unbiased. It knows nothing but fact. There is only one reality for it to face and only one light in the path of darkness. The heart is naturally wise.

Admittedly, it’s scary to trust an organ that modern culture sometimes paints as less reliable than the brain, but that organ literally keeps us breathing, existing. I don’t know about you, but I follow it like my guide. I listen to emotions that shift the needle of this compass within me. I listen to what it says. Really listen. I hear its whisper and its roar. What is it telling me?

Do you? Cause listening to this organ requires courage..

Courage to jump into abyss and trust it with full faith..