23/10/2025
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THIS IS BEAUTIFUL ❤️ TAKE TIME TO READ IT ❤️
My brain and
my heart divorced
A decade ago
Over who was
to blame about
how big of a mess
I have become
Eventually,
They couldn’t be in
the same room
with each other
Now my head and heart
share custody of me
I stay with my brain
during the week
And my heart gets me
at weekends
They never speak to one another
- Instead they give me
the same note to pass
to each other each week
And their notes they
send to each other
always say the same thing ....
“This is all your fault”
On Sundays
my heart complains
about how my head has
let me down in the past
And on weekdays
my head lists all
of the times my heart has
screwed things up for my future
They blame each other
for the state of my life
There’s been a lot
of yelling and crying
So,
Lately, I’ve been
spending a lot of
time with my gut
who serves as my
unofficial therapist
Most nights, I sneak out of the
window in my rib cage
And slide down my spine
and collapse on my
guts plush leather chair
that’s always ready for me
- and I just sit sit sit sit
until the sun comes up
Last evening
My gut asked me
If I was having a hard time being
caught between my head and my heart
I nodded ...
I said I didn’t know if I could
live with either of them anymore
“My heart is always sad about something
that happened yesterday
while my head is always worried
about something that may happen tomorrow”
I lamented
My gut squeezed my hand
“I just can’t live with
my mistakes of the past
or my anxiety about the future”
I sighed
My gut smiled and said :
In that case,
You should go stay with
your lungs for a while
I was confused
- The look on my face gave it away
“If you are exhausted about
your hearts obsession with the fixed past
and your minds focus on the uncertain future”
Your lungs are the perfect place for you
There is no yesterday in your lungs
There is no tomorrow there either
There is only now
There is only inhale
There is only exhale
There is only this moment
There is only breath ❤️
And in that breath
You can rest while your
heart and your head work
their relationship out
This morning,
while my brain
was busy reading tea leaves
And while my heart
was staring at old photographs
I packed a little bag and
walked to the door of my lungs
Before I could even knock
She opened the door with a smile and
as a gust of air embraced me
She said ....
“What took you so long?”
~ John Roedel ❤️