Brain Connections |
Issue 12
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I feel self-love in my gut. I read that there’s a brain in my gut and in my heart. I imagine my three brains playing together or probably in my case fighting. I pit them against each other all the time. I have been sabotaging them, but today I greet myself at the door of my psyche. My heart-brain is broken; the brain in my gut is sick. Together they overpower the one in my skull. It’s no wonder I’m lost. My heart beats out of sync. I don’t know how to bring it into alignment with my three brains because I haven’t paid attention. Doubt and fear swirl in my head at battle with my base desires. With effort, I relax my face. Songs form in my chest, emanating from the heart-brain. The music travels down my esophagus to my gut. There my stomach-brain churns and sizzles with a jazzy tune from Nina Simone then shoots energy up, through my sinuses to the brain in my skull. My synapses work together. Will I face this threat again? Perhaps. But if I do, I’ll open the door and see myself standing in the snow, waiting for rescue by the only one who can. Me.
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Mona Mehas writes poetry and prose from the perspective of a retired disabled teacher in Indiana USA. Her work has appeared in over 70 journals, anthologies, and online museums. Mona’s poetry chapbooks, Questions I Didn’t Know I’d Asked and Hand-Me-Downs available from LJMcD Communications and Amazon. She is querying her first novel.
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