Today, I was asked whether I was a thinker or a feeler.
The question caught me off guard.
I set my coffee cup down on the cafe table and leaned back in my chair.
I was meeting with a woman who works here at the university.
She's a brilliant woman and exhibits a rare mix of compassion and strength.
She's a philosopher at heart, educator by choice, and mother by nature.
And every once in a while we meet over coffee and talk about life.
I told her about my current issues in life.
My struggles with life's uncertainties and lack of control.
And while she often throws challenging questions at me, A thinker or a feeler?
I was stumped.
It never occurred to me that these two things could ever be separate.
I feel things so deeply, because I over think things so frequently.
All I could think of to tell her was that I think and feel too much, but express too little.
"Yes, but do you make decisions with your head or your heart?" She asked me.
"Heart," I responded.
heart. heart. heart.
I watched as she sat back in her chair, a smile on her face.
"I'm the same way." She told me. "And I know it's hard, but you just have to trust that your heart will lead you where you're meant to be."
And now that I think about it, the things my heart has been the most invested in, are the things that turned out to be the most amazing.
So here's to following your thoughts and your feelings and praying your heart doesn't lead you astray.
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