With or without you…
Oh heart, how long my brain has made you wait to be relevant and really hear what you have to say. U2 said it best, my heart can’t live with or without you brain. And so we dance. And you give. And you give. And you give yourself away brain, disconnecting your thoughts and feelings from the very soul of whoo you are. Dear brain, your heart can’t live with or without you. And so she waits.
See the stone set in your eyes. See the thorn twist in your side. I wait for you. Slight of hand and a twist of fate, on a bed of nails she makes me wait. And I wait. Without you. With or without you. With or without you.
Your heart feels your imposter set in as your eyes turn to stone, ignoring the pleas of your inner leader calling for you. Your heart waits, feeling the stabbing pain each time your brain derails her thoughts and pulls you in the opposite direction.
Through the storm we reach the shore. You give it all but I want want more. And I’m waiting for you. With or without you. With or without you. I can’t live. With or without you.
Ha, says the brain, I did it! We achieved OWL the things we set out today. I gave it my OWL and we did it. I don’t feel joy or happiness, the heart wants more. With or without you, the heart cannot live without being heard.
And so we dance (insert musical instrumental here).
My hands are tied, after all I’m just your heart. My body bruised as you’ve left me with nothing to win and nothing left to lose. With out without you. I can’t live. With or without you. And so we dance and you give yourself away (insert musical instrumental here).
My brain so wants to write the brilliant Neuroscience article and to dazzle you with her brilliance. My heart wants to dance, and share her story through song, and so we danced. My heart and brain are dancing in the joy that they can’t live with or without each other, delighting in the gifts each brings.
As Buffalo Springfield said, nobody’s right, if everybody’s wrong. Give your brain permission to be wrong today and see what your heart has to say. And as Roxette reminds us, listen to your heart when she’s calling for you. Listen to your heart. There’s nothing else you can do. Really hear what your heart has to say, before you tell her goodbye. And don’t forget to get up and DANCE! The brain does its best thinking when she’s letting her heart move her around the room. I assume that’s why my dance moves aren’t great, the heart beats to the rhythm of her own drum.
