Anything that's everything.

If there's anything that's everything, it's our instincts.

Instincts are everything. When we're being lead by our instincts, it's not so much an intellectual idea, but more so just a visceral and trusting gut feeling. It's when we stop questioning everything and everyone, and angst and fear are not huge issues for us anymore. And if they are, they subside soon than later. And life goes on.

But...if our first thought stems from logic, on the other hand, or intellect, or our pained-past (or) our "fishy" future, or even a hunger for perfection (according to our human definition), or a propensity for self-gain and/or sabotage, then our ideas and beliefs propel more from our heads, LESS from our instincts. Then the migraine kicks in...and then the anxiety. Yada yada.

I felt inspired to share after watching a cool video this morning on instincts vs. thoughts and ideas.

Peace.

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