…the power, accuracy and ability to save which resides within your gut instinct. It is there for a purpose – and often we over-ride it at our peril.
It can bring us untold emotional riches: With it, we can sense those who are trustworthy, who are keepers, who truly love and value us. Our bodies speak far more eloquently than we perhaps realise, and that churning in the solar plexus is sending us a physical email every bit as pressing as anything we get via the laptop.
That instinct also makes our bodies feel safe to open, to relax, to allow others in to our most private emotional centres. If we listen to it, we can avoid toxic people and abusive relationships.
But, all too often, we sneer at its lizard wisdom; we cram it back into the box; we underestimate its part in our own well-being.
And, as a result, we overestimate the shallow charm of the psychopath and read far more into the character of the Actor than is actually there. We open our hearts to the wrong people, and fail to hear the safety vibrations emanating from those we can trust.
We live in our minds to such a dangerous extent that we pour unwarranted scorn upon the lowly organs which lie south of the Great God Cranium.
Our bodies communicate with us constantly – and it is very sad that so many of us underestimate their range, versatility and intelligence.