As I grow, I find myself increasingly disenchanted with humanity’s valuation of the mind as the pinnacle of human achievement. We are convinced that our thinking-intelligence is that which has enabled us to achieve our greatest ends. Our triumphs include discovering life-saving medicines and surgical techniques that save lives; contriving ever more complex technology which permits us endless variations on the things we desire physically, emotionally, and mentally; and developing methods of manipulating nature to our advantage, which thus far have bestowed upon us a variety of resources beyond comprehension.

We have become a people who value the power of the mind above all else for its ability to seemingly exist beyond the physical, while simultaneously possessing the ability to analyze and rationalize how best to manipulate the physical. By contrast, our ability to love and commune with each other and the natural world upon which we are ultimately dependent is a secondary value. We see life through the lofty vantage point of the head, and neglect the heart which pulses unceasingly, which in its innate intelligence brings the life-blood to nourish every fiber of us, from the largest and most potent of organs to the tiniest outliers of cells that reside in our fingertips, our toes.