its impulses...

Ok, ok, it is another Grey’s Anatomy moment!

I like listening to Meredith speak over the show, there are some things that we listen to yet not really pay attention to while it rolls, for it seems so simple. Yet like many things in life, there is always a duality in what we hear. After all, words have meaning, and we each assign a meaning to the words we hear, possibly different from others who hear the same words for they, like us, use who they are and their experiences as their sounding board. The same goes for reactions and our bodies, for “the body naturally follows

...its impulses: which makes it hard to control.

Of course sometimes we have impulses we should rather not control, that we later wish we had. The body is a slave to its impulses, but what we know is what we can control. After the storm, after the rush, after the heat of the moment has passed we can cool off and clean up the messes we made. We can try to let go of what was… oh then again…

( I wont waste a minute without you)”

Those impulses can be physical, where we cannot hold ourselves back with another. We wake up and think… oh, boy…

And the impulses can also be when we feel something, and our brain seduces us into thinking it is something else. When we are raised to feel love as pain, when we enter true love, we feel the pain and our brain tells us to run to the hills. That is the flip side of the impulse.

Funny that when we hear things about impulses and our bodies, we (well most) automatically thinks of sexual experiences, kisses and the like. We never seem to come to pass on listening to our bodies, really listening when we are faced with a situation where our bodies are feeling something, yet we let logic talk us out of it. Then the feelings deep inside, the fears and the fright, are not faced with self honesty.

On the flip—why is our mind seemingly *protecting* us from the feelings? Why does our body fight to be heard, only for us to silence it with logic?

(addie, of course) logic is the opiate of those who are afraid of their feelings. We think we are protecting ourselves with decisions, we are actually fooling ourselves with that logic, when all along we may be running from our inner truth. The brain, after all, is wired to be negative.

And with that, we run away from our self, the one who truly loves us and our lives. Never able to be our authentic self. Unless of course once we cool off, we choose to be open the next time around to feel everything, listen, then understand what we are truly running from—the one who loves us, the one who we will not waste a minute without.

question: what is your impulse?