Going From Head To Heart

Learning to speak from my feelings has been an ongoing process, that continues right up until today. I became proud of my brain, after I learned that I had one that worked well, at least one that enabled me to learn and grow intellectually. My head was smarter than I thought, and later I came to realize that education does not equate to intelligence. I assumed I was limited when it came to my brain power, but later came to know that I could not only take college level courses, but I could receive good grades. The language of the heart – that did not happen until I began my journey in recovery.

I have found that my feelings are just that – my feelings. That’s not to say they are bad or good, they are just the way I feel. It’s what actions I take as the result of my feelings – that’s the difference between good behavior and bad behavior. Today I recognize and know what my truth looks like, and am grateful that I can distinguish between my truths and my mistruths. I know when my mouth is lying, and I have the courage to stop talking and correct myself, when needed. I am grateful that I can express my deepest thoughts without self-condemnation of any sort. I know that I don’t have to act on every feeling I have, that what I think and what I do can be two very different things. The language of my head is no longer in control of my life – now I listen to both my head and my heart. Thank goodness for the Program, thank goodness for the language of the heart, and, finally thanks to my Higher Power for all the words of today, be they from the head or, more importantly, the heart.
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15 thoughts on “Going From Head To Heart

  1. I did it; I did steps four five six and seven and I try my best to continue as I attempt to practice step 10.

    Does this make me any better than anyone else?

    Au contraire!

    “There’s a bit of bad and the best of us,
    there’s a bit of good in the worst of us,
    so it hardly behooves any of us
    to criticize the rest of us”.

    May the parable of the Pharisee and the Tax Collector be burned into my understanding? :-)I
    “Lord have mercy on me, a sinner”. 🙂

  2. I read in our literature ( paraphrasing)that we alcoholics are undisciplined.
    So we let Him discipline us in the simple manner just outlined.
    So what is that simple manner?
    So around about page 83, after my buddy the egocentric farmer climbs out of the cyclone cellar, our book of suggestions asks us to look at the 24 hours ahead and lays out a direct powerful pointed scheme.
    When I follow the recipe I get the results you said you did too.
    Feel crappy, follow the recipe
    Feel great, follow the recipe
    Feel loving toward all, follow the recipe
    Feel filled with the knowledge and power to change the world, follow the recipe
    Don’t have any feelings, you guessed it….
    Grateful for the Gift

  3. But by the grace of God and the program of AA I am sober another day. I am not a very good dancer, I tend these days to lead with my heart more often then not. I have found that at the end of the night all is well. They end up with a sober driver and I end the day just how it began, I have to give the other fellow a chance at the gift you all have extended to me, and things work out for the better. Tree, Happy to see your name on the list today. SMB, special little ones in life make our day truly happy.

  4. Top of the morning family,
    Today I don’t have to accept/ listen to the loudest voice. It’s the quite one that needs to be harvested. This light guides me through life’s distractions. My way / former guiding voices always had me doubt what my Creator what me to do. This old way always set me up for further destruction. My best tool is truth. The God of my understanding sets me free from destruction and deceptions. Divine Mercy keeps me from building up a wall of noises going from my head to heart, heart to head, that I eventually stop listening to HIS voice.
    Today, is a good day to have a good day…

  5. My sponsor told me my brain was like new, I hardly ever used it!
    Good to see you Pete.

  6. my brain is where my obsession lives, it was soaked in alcohol for 36 years. it seems that sometimes i have regained some brain power, but i must always remember spirituality is separate from intelligence. i cannot think my way out of this disease, i cannot learn enough to be an expert on alcoholism. it is only by engaging the program, trusting a higher power, and being honest that i stand a chance.
    once an alcoholic, always an alcoholic.

  7. My problem wasn’t listening to my feelings, but putting them in their proper place. I experience emotion intensely, always have, likely always will, just a fact, like the green of my eyes and the pre-gray brown of my hair. I’ve learned that I don’t have to lash out at someone when mad, that every feeling need not have voice…goodness, what a foreign notion that used to be. My feelings aren’t the final object of my worship, He is. God has given the gift of temperance in my emotional life (a little). Trust in Him is the answer to all of my problems. All of them.

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