Inner Dialogue

Heart: I'm worried. 
Soul: Oh come on girrrrrl, what do you get out of being worried?!
Brain: She's worried because she thinks if she worry - then she can control the situation. 
Soul: She can't control it though. No matter what she does...
Brain: Well Einstein what do you suggest - she does nothing!?
Soul: Accept the things she can't control. Worrying about it won't amount to anything other than a heartache.
Brain: Easier said than done. Or, maybe easy for you since you are not made of any body parts... 
Soul: Excuse me? I am made of ALL body parts!
Heart: GUYS! You two can bicker all that you want but it doesn't change the fact that I'm beating heavy and worried about what may happen.
Soul: So... are you a fortune teller now girl? 
Brain: She is doing what I told her to do - plan for worst case scenario so she can protect herself. That's how we do things around here, ya know.
Soul: You mean that's how YOU do things. I'm here too 'ya know', and that's not how I do things.
Brain: Oh yeah, right. You just hang out and are all 'in the moment' and all that. If it wasn't for me you wouldn't even get out of bed!
Soul: If I would or wouldn't, what difference does it make?
Heart: Guys!!! Enough with all that. The more you talk the more I am hurting, and that's all that really matters right now. This worry is painful. It feels like a rock on me weighing hard and heavy.
Brain: Breathe honey. Inhale and exhale. And again...And again...
Soul: Yes, breathe. Just breathe. On that we can all agree. 
Brain: It's all we can do right now.
Soul: It's all we have.
Heart: I feel... better now. Thanks. WE feel better now.