What do your guts know? That tremble, tickle, internal compass in the center-insides of our bodies. Those GUTS… they have feelings. What do your guts tell you about who and how you are?
My guts tell me to trust myself. My guts tell me that I’m capable but also remind me that failure isn’t permanent.
My guts tell me that spiders of any size are horrifying and life threatening.
My guts tell me to lift with my knees, have a cup of tea instead of wine, and to disengage and take a bath.
My guts tell me to run from hard conversations. Then my smarter, wiser, more grounded guts tell me to stop, grow up, and say things that feel hard to say.
My guts know a lot about fried chicken and hope for frequent consumption.
My guts dislike mosquitos, but at least they’re not flying spiders.
My guts requested chocolate pudding and because they are generally knowledgable not not very needy, I obliged. I’m glad I did.
What do your guts know? Tell me tell me.