Heart vs. Head by Alan Catanese

There's no doubt about it - my mind is a great gift. But I am equally aware that the three pounds of gray matter wobbling around on top of my neck can often be more of a problem than a solution.

Because of its lofty perch, my head seems certain that it was meant to be in charge of my life. However, the truth is that my head spends much of its time manufacturing problems, fear and desires that are not real. Like a hamster in its wheel, my mind will run and run, without ever getting anywhere in its repeated attempts to "figure things out."

Several floors below, my heart sits patiently biding its time, knowing sooner or later my brain will have worked itself into a froth that results in confusion and paralysis. In those moments, my heart steps in and gently places the truth of the situation before my weary mind, a truth is has known all along. If only my head would have stopped jabbering long enough to ask. Because while my head wonders, my heart knows.