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Be not duped by an authoritative voice...

Or, and much more eloquently stated:


“Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.” –Buddha


Recently I've begun to trust my inner voice, my intuition, my instincts..whatever you want to call that gentle guide that is so often, if you're me, hushed by the 'logical' side of our mind.

Logic is overrated. I mean, it comes in handy for legal arguments (sometimes), and for justifying certain purchases that mean you spend to save, and that kind of thing, but mostly, it's overrated.

The most insightful, creative, and yes, HAPPY people I know refuse to rely solely upon logic to make life's decisions. Instead they embrace that they know a lot, and they trust in that knowledge.

Can I say that having reached the mid-century point, I  have accumulated experience that reaches across all aspects of life. Relationships. Work. School. Parenting. Writing. Loving. Diplomacy. Bullshit. Fantasy. Reality. Fear. Happiness. Sadness. Loss. Joy. Sorrow.

I love beginning to trust what I really know, cell deep, and knowing that no matter how nicely packaged in academic jargon a thought/idea may be, if it doesn't resonate, there's a very good reason. And that reason? Needs to be honored.
 

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