Sometimes I think too much with my brain, and not enough with my heart. Actually, I take that back--it's not sometimes. Almost always, I think too much with my brain, and not enough with my heart. I try to approach things logically, I try to figure things out, I try to come up with solutions. I'm not as bad as it as I used to be--as an Adult Child of an Alcoholic, I grew up with some pretty extreme issues concerning control of situations--but I still do it far more than I'd like, or even than I'd like to admit. I've grown up trusting my brain to work its way through virtually everything, rather than allowing my heart to let me know that some things are just fine the way they are, and I don't need to spend any effort trying to "fix" them. My heart accepts others more quickly and more fully than my brain does, and it appreciates some of the blessings of my life more fully than my brain does. My brain likes to find fault with things, and it likes to find ways to improve them; my heart accepts and appreciates things as they are, and it allows them to be just what they are without change, and it helps me to show that appreciation and love much more than my brain does. I know that people in my life have been affected by me in many more positive ways when I've been following my heart rather than my brain, and one thing I truly want to keep doing is raising the percentage of time I allow my heart to be the dominant force in my life rather than my brain. I'm a more caring and compassionate person when I do so.
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