Love and Logic

People often misconstrue the difference between thinking with emotions and following the heart. Letting emotion serve as the primary guiding force in decision making is, more often than not, reactionary and ego-based. Some event internal or external to you occurs; you feel something, and then you respond with an action to either enhance, maintain, or avoid what you feel. There is a stigma that thinking with your feelings is illogical. I tend to agree (I admit I was once the worst offender I could name). Following your heart is not reactionary, instead; it submits us to a kind of higher principle for guidance whose only criterion is always to found somewhere hidden within ourselves: love.

Following the heart does not mean that life will always be sunshine and roses. There are times when the direction our hearts take us are unpleasant, uncomfortable, and painful. Understand, we have the greatest aversion to the lessons we need to learn most, to facing the dark parts of our souls that demand to be recognized so the self can grow. Following a path of love always means growth but, at times, the process of growing is painful as we cast aside the parts of ourselves that no longer serve us and ascend into unfamiliar territory. In my own experience, there is no better catalyst for getting the ego to withdraw its pride and take a look at what needs fixing than genuine love. When you truly love someone or something, the object of your love becomes a mirror to the self and as you see the beauty in the thing that you love you, simultaneously, also see the less palatable parts of yourself.

It seems to me that to follow the heart and fearlessly go wherever it leads us is the highest form of logic because, though the road is difficult at times, it allows us to manifest one of the most positive and defining aspects of our humanity: a desire to improve who we are in relation to ourselves and each other. I believe that the human heart, untainted by trauma, is inherently kind, compassionate, patient, forgiving, and selfless. These are the seeds for good and, in following our hearts, we sow them, thereby doing our part to secure a future for our race. What could be more logical than that?

The Spider

One night, I came home after working a closing shift, walked into my bathroom, and when I turned on the light I noticed that something wasn’t quite right. Rather, there was a new addition to my little bathroom. Sitting on the wall, at about eye level, was a GIANT wolf spider. For those of you who are unfamiliar, wolf spiders are a common sight across North America and some of them can grow quite large and hairy (hence the name wolf). This was one such spider…here…for your viewing pleasure!


I stared at my new roommate and thought, Well…good evening. It’s nice to meet you but you simply cannot stay. My sincerest apologies. Now, most people probably would have grabbed a magazine, shoe, or some other close at hand object to promptly (and messily) deal with the intruder but, truthfully, I don’t like killing things. So, I grabbed a glass, sheet of paper, and carefully captured the eight-legged trespasser. I released her outside of my window and then called it a night. Mission accomplished! I fell asleep peacefully with the knowledge that my apartment was pest free!

The next night I came home again after closing, walked into my bathroom, turned on the light and…SON OF A BITCH! There she is again, right on my wall! YES, IT WAS THE SAME SPIDER! Rather annoyed, yet, somewhat impressed by the spider’s tenacity and affinity to my bathroom, I recaptured her but this time, instead of putting her out the window I decided to be more of a gentleman and walk her out the front door and small distance down the sidewalk. I then went through my nightly routine and climbed into bed. As I fell asleep, the sneaking suspicion fell upon me that I had not seen the last of the Itsy Bitsy Spider.

On the third night, I came home and guess who was waiting for me!? You got it! There was Shelob again, only this time she was sitting in the most inaccessible corner of the bathroom, perhaps in an effort to maintain residence in her newfound real estate and evade capture. I stared blankly at her. She stared right back. A few minutes went by. Finally, I had to concede that I had met my match and some sort of negotiation was in order.

Ok, Spider…I shall provide you with lodging and hunting ground and not interfere with your business as long as you do not crawl on me, bite me, or lay eggs in my ear. Agreed?

She did’t stir.

Wonderful, I shall take your silence as agreement. Goodnight. 

I went to bed, uncertain of whether or not the new resident would respect our treaty but knowing that, next to turning her into a pancake, I had done all I could. I never saw the spider again.



You said you could not follow.

I said I couldn’t go.

We both drew breath in silence,

While it began to snow.


I asked when spring was coming.

You said, “Far too soon.”

The frost began a’biting

And quickly rose the moon.


The night began to thicken.

The stars grew few and dim.

A vision fell upon me;

T’was bittersweet and grim.


I could not stay to warm you.

You didn’t feel the cold.

The black closed fast around us.

My hope began to fold.


I kissed you once to feel you

Then forged into the dark

But unbeknownst to you,

I left you with a spark.







7.1 Billion Candles

The same basic issues and struggles have reoccurred throughout the entirety of human history, each time, dressed up differently. Most people, caught up in the seemingly unique current of their era, fail to see the pattern. I believe the collective solutions to the profound trials our race faces are to be found deep within the souls of each individual, not the external world. It is by looking within that we start to see we are connected. Change starts with each of us. I’ve said this many times before: we are one tribe; we go forward together or not at all. Do not let borders, race, or religion convince you otherwise. We find ourselves blindly subject to one of the oldest control methods that exists: divide and conquer. By encouraging us to focus on our differences instead of what connects us, the powers that be trick us into subjugating ourselves while the corporate world profits off of all the unique niches that arise from our differences. The only real sustainable solution starts with the individual. You, me, our friends, family, and coworkers must find the fire within and then use it to help light the fire in others, person by person, until the whole world is illuminated. This will take patience, tremendous strength, and understanding because we need to take responsibility for not only ourselves but each other so that no one gets left behind. We must show the greatest compassion to our weakest and most troubled links. It’s truly as simple as making small acts of kindness a part of your everyday routine. All it takes is being adding a little more humanity to everything you do. That’s it. There are no quick and easy solutions. There are no short cuts. There is no fast track. You cannot cut corners in this task. Let’s work tirelessly, together, and get it done.