ButterfliesGalore

Head/Heart-A Balancing Act

Posted on: May 11, 2010

What an act, is it a movie or live T.V.

     Well it is actually real life. A balancing act to support the relation between head and heart. I have been asked that I try to bridge the two closer together and/or try to use my heart more. What does this mean. I am usually a kind, caring, compassionate person. Does this observation mean that I am cold, cruel, calculating, and aloof? I almost feel hurt, misinterpreted, angry, and let down. After all I have lived my life in service to others, rather than myself or have I?
I have come to understand that this has nothing to do with this and has more to do about the balance between the two. It would seem that I am busy with planning, reasoning, and intelectualizing, when I should balance that more with creativity, love, caring, etc,.

 What is the prescription to take care of this imbalance? Is there one? Is it a chemical imbalance? or possibly genetic? Environmental? I would bet is is all of the above, but what is the treatment?

Are you balanced or do you teeter back and forth? Whats the prescription?

4 Responses to "Head/Heart-A Balancing Act"

Kim – In my experience, everything starts with forgiveness. Two affirmations that have been instrumental in my life are:

I lovingly forgive and release everything in my past.
I choose to fill my world with joy.

Laurie Buchanan

Thanks for the affirmations, I truly love them. I also love your quotes that you find and affirmations on twitter.

It is interesting that for 29 years I was fine, age 16-45, then now in the last three years it seems like I am unable to find joy, faith, love and just being. I feel like someone needs take me away to a remote place and beat it into my head again. I am truly blessed and grateful in my head, but don’t really feel it with a passion. It seems like I was dead and now have to recreate it all over again.

Thanks for your kind comments
Kim

Seasons Of Love lyrics
Songwriters: Larson, Jonathan D;

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?

In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife

In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life?

How about love? How about love?
How about love? Measure in love

Seasons of love
Seasons of love

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?

In truths that she learned
Or in times that he cried
In bridges he burned
Or the way that she died

It’s time now to sing out
Tho’ the story never ends
Let’s celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends

Remember the love
(Oh you got to, got to)
Remember the love
(Remember the love)
Seasons of love
(Measure measure you life in love)
Seasons of love
Seasons of love

Kim – Think about the huge life event that took place approx. three years ago. That may well be the key that unclocks the door.

– Laurie Buchanan

Keys to open a door?
What if the door is locked on my side? For good reason..
I guess I could slam it shut and throw a way the key.

Like you say food for thought….I think I am going to go give my head a cold pack after being hit between the eyes with a sledgehammer.

Thank you my friend!
Kim

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Blog Stats

  • 921 hits

Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 3 other followers

%d bloggers like this: