I think I have chronic inflammation of the Gut.
Not in the I-just-ate-6-ballpark-franks kind of way but in a more insidious and painful way. I struggle to listen when my gut tells me what the right answer is. I descend into a Brain vs Gut smackdown where my (very aggressive, very intense, very pointed) mind starts closed-door questioning my Gut until it about cries Uncle.
This is something I’ve really been struggling with recently. I’ve said no to a number of work opportunities because they haven’t felt right. That’s it. They irritated my Gut. Occasionally there has been more compelling evidence for saying no but primarily I’ve gone on instinct.
I wonder: am I setting a pattern for saying no to everything?
Am I too picky?
And, worst of all, why is my Gut the authority on what the right answer is?
These are screws my mind so methodically tightens.
My Credo #2, Month 4 was trust your body. Or your Gut. It will tell you when something is wrong. But damn it’s hard to believe that all the time.