How Do You Communicate With Your Brain?

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What do you think is the most important organ in the human body? Many people would probably think it's the heart; however, it's the brain! While your heart is a vital organ, the brain (and the nervous system that attaches to the brain) make up the most critical organ system in the human body.

Feeling the pain of my mistakes and stupid decisions, I often study myself and my brain. I realized that how I communicate with my brain aids in making the right decisions.

Spending time with my granddaughter, I am amazed at how well she communicates with her brain.

She is only three years old. I teased her telling her, "Grandma is going to wear your princess dress."

She laughed, then said, 'It's too small for you. You can't fit in it."

Her mother was making porridge for her, and after sweetening and flavoring it, her mom said to herself, "this is delicious."

A voice said, "the porridge?"

She was sitting more than fifteen feet away to the other side of the room doing the work I gave her.

Her mom's eyes met mine. I turned to her and said, "focus on your work."

Smiling, "I love porridge," she alerts.

"We know," her mom and I said together.

I began a study of everything she said and did.

I ate my lunch and realized that I didn't say my grace.

"Oh gosh!" I exclaimed, remembering that my granddaughter was watching me. "I forgot to say my prayers before eating."

These words came out quickly, "You don't say prayers when you eat grandma. You say grace. You say prayers at night before you sleep."

How amazing is that? How does her brain communicate well with the circumstances? Does innocence help her to say the right thing?

She likes to sit and watch me doing things.

I was eating my dinner and biting into my chicken leg bone.

"Let me see your teeth, grandma? She asked.

I showed her my teeth.

Then she said, "don't bite the bones, grandma. You will break your teeth. My mommy love bones. My family love bones."

What is going on in the mind of this three-year-old?

My sinuses were making me stuffy.

She stared at me, and I remarked, "I can't breathe, so I am going to have to get a new nose."

These words came out without effort, "I don't have an extra nose to give you. The only one I have is on my face."

"Say what?" jumped out of my mouth.

What kind of brain is in the head of this child?

She complains that the light in her room is too bright and hurts her eyes mainly in the morning when she wakes up. She hates sleeping alone, so I sleep with her when I visit. This morning I woke up too early. As I attempted to turn on the light, she called out, "Grandma, don't turn on that light, use that one," she pointed to the light in her walk-in closet.

I asked, "Why?"

"It doesn't hurt my eyes when it is on?"

The light reflects from the closet and lights up the room.

How did her brain know that? How can she be so aware and so small?

It was still dark after 6:30 AM. I told her that it was sleepy time and she should go back to sleep. My husband, her grandfather, called me on my phone, and I answered, "good morning."

"But you said it's sleepy time. It's not morning yet," she said.

How aware is this three-year-old?

I will be traveling soon.

"I am going to miss you when you leave, Grandma," she said with sad puppy eyes.

I hugged her, suggesting, "I could put you in my suitcase and take you with me."

I had already packed my suitcase.

She giggled, saying, "You will hurt me, grandma, if you put me in your case."

"How will I hurt you?" I asked.

"You have rocks in your suitcase, and when you put me in it, they will hurt me."

I burst out laughing. My suitcases were heavy.

How did her brain know that?

I told her that Sunday was my sad day.

She said, "I am going to make you happy."

"How?"

"I am going to push the clouds away and make the sun comes out."

It's winter. The sun hides behind the clouds most days.

"How will you get into the sky to move the clouds away for the sun to come out and make me smile."

"I will use a ladder?" she answered with a smile.

Damn. When was the last time you had a conversation with a child?

What happens to our imagination as we age?

I said to her, "I still need a new nose. So I will go buy one at the supermarket."

Laughing, she said, "the supermarket doesn't sell nose grandma. They sell fruits and vegetables."

Her brain is quick, and I believe now is the time to teach her many things.

I noticed many cute things children do, and I wonder how did their brains communicate with the right words, at the right moment, for the right circumstances. Their innocence, lack of knowledge, and experience make many of their actions and words remarkable.

I also identify awareness.

She remembers when her mother was cooking, and the hot oil burned her. She remembers the things that cause her pain and often shies away from repeating them.

Her body is three years old, but her brain is more aged. She isn't experienced or mature enough to be so aware.

What happens to many of us as we gather knowledge and experience? Do we leave curiosity, awareness, and a good imagination behind as we mature?

I know adults who aren't that aware. Many of them have no imagination and walk into many things in life feet first.

Our brain is a powerful tool and more valuable than our heart. If the brain is dead, the heart can still go on.

How do you communicate with your brain?

Thank you for reading this piece. I hope you enjoy it.