Heart & Brain

This type of brain. This type of brain parallels fear and walls. It is the brain of complacency, the one that makes sure innate colors never show. It is ruled by fear of judgement, and even as the heart and the mind are about to explode with emotions, what comes out of the mouth is moot. There is no true release.

But then there is also a different type of brain, one of the rarer kinds. The raw, this-is-who-I-am brain; the brain that understands the importance of the heart’s voice, the one with certainty with who the person truly is- even if there are flaws. The brain that is self-aware.

What we forget sometimes is that we are human beings. Made of flesh and bone; we feel. Being human is beautiful, do not hide all that resides in you. Transparency is key to showing your true self to the world. Get to the point where you are proud of who you are presenting to the Universe.

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Courage

Courage I.

When your heart is hardened, that is a sign of weakness,

not strength.

It takes courage and a hell of a lot of strength to love just as intensely, if not more, after experiencing pain. So, be brave. Be brave and know it is okay to take time to heal. Just make sure the wall you built as your defense mechanism does not feel like home, but more like a temporary guest while you

get

back

on

your

feet.

Courage II.

You get to consciously decide what has meaning and what doesn’t. If you do decide to give meaning to situations or day-to-day things, you get to decide what meaning to give these said things.

“A wall.”

What comes to mind when you think of a wall? Give that some thought.

Naturally, a wall is usually seen a tool of protection through blockage or avoidance. But what if you change its meaning to something more proactive, with a bigger purpose?

Allow this temporary wall that you have built after pain to be a way to channel that energy into self love, into understanding how you work, into self-awareness and into growth.

Re-define “pain” and “hardship” and do not let all that suffering be in vain, but learn from it and use it as a tool to grow, instead.

Courage III.

Do not avoid. Face every single feeling, no matter how much you have tried to forget. Write it down, sing it, paint it, whatever. Do something with it so it exits that small corner in your heart

and your mind

and your ego.

Be proud of how far you have come. It is only then that you can truly get to know yourself; when you give yourself the chance to forgive yourself for all the pain you allowed within you and maybe even inflicted onto others.

Courage IV.

Compassion takes courage.

Signs.

This one is an interesting one. Allow me to start off by emphasizing that I do not have any religious inclination, but I respect people that do. Also, it is a pet peeve of mine when people say they are “spiritual” because 99% of the time they are not, but they want to seem interesting. Good luck being spiritual, and I hope you know you need to (at least try) be in touch with yourself in order to start that path.

Anywho…(defined by UrbanDictionary as “An extremely annoying misuse of the word ‘anyhow’. Generally used by people who think they’re being clever. Anywho, how was your day?”- Which makes it ironic, because I just touched on the subject of pretentiousness and this word seemed oddly appropriate to use. Hm… was that a pretentious statement? Eh.) this quote- as I was saying… is powerful.

Whatever God you believe in, whatever light or whatever energy.. we are bound to reach out to when we are at a point that we simply do not know what to do. It happens. We are human. I was raised Catholic, and at times of desperation, I used to see myself praying “Our Father” and I am not even religious. It is as if it were wired within me to reach out to something intangible, bigger than myself, to help me grasp some sort of understanding when the options life presents me seem so… blurry.

Now, when moments like these happen, I pause. I pause my thoughts and everything that I am doing and I focus hard to be with Laura. To be with myself. To feel my heart, my mind, my soul. And I become self-aware. And this is how I am open to the Universe and I let it guide me. I ask it, I implore it, to please show me any type of sign. And holy crap, I have been feeling like a dart board with all of the darts it has been throwing me, almost screaming at me to wake the ffff up.

What is the point of being blessed enough to receive these signs if we are going to ignore them? What. is. the. point. It may seem hard, but a decision has to be made… and who better to trust than your own instinct, your own Universe?

Years ago I tattooed the word “trust” under my breast, on my right rib. I am not one to get tattoos for the hell of it- if something touches me enough that I apply to my daily life, I want it to mark me.

So why the word “trust”? Well- you must trust that whatever path you take is the one you were supposed to take. Always. Even if it took you to feel pain, even if you feel you took a few steps back. Every step you take, you were supposed to take. Trust, that if you are in tune with your heart, that if you are in tune with your soul, any decision you make that makes your heart feel lighter will be the right one. And if you are at a point of ultimate confusion, do only things that give you peace, be perceptive to signs, and follow them.