There are areas in our lives that only the heart can give counsel. A perfect example of this for me is my love affair with clay. Every damn time I let my head rule my heart it ends in a broken heart and sometimes broken pottery. It is so easy to convince myself to create inside a box of conformity - to make only what sells or would appeal to a mass audience. Now, let me tell you, I can make a strong case for that. I could talk about money, bills, obligations and dog food. I could make my heart believe that it doesn't know what it wants to create by restricting it to live by all of the rules set forth by my mind. Talking down to it, trivializing its desires and generally making it feel less than worthy. But here's the deal..........when I allow my head to make decisions for an area that only my heart has mastery, it works out about as well as going to my accountant for a cold. Realizing that each part of us has expertise for certain areas of our life is a profound wisdom. My heart can handle matters of the heart beautifully; if I listen carefully, my body can tell me exactly what it needs; my nervous system can tell me when to take a break and my mind can do the budget. All seamlessly, with complete clarity, if only I honor their expertise.