The greatest thinkers are at a loss when it comes to answering that question.

Just as we admire athletes who are able to hit a tennis ball or throw a javelin with either arm, we should emulate thinkers who engage fully in all kinds of activities without regard to whether or not it suits their specified brain orientation.

Labeling yourself as a certain kind of thinker is extremely limiting. Once we've established an idea about our preferences, we tend to veer in that direction every chance we get. We strengthen image of ourselves as creative or analytical by repeatedly choosing activities that reinforce our concept of who we are. We forget about our infinite possibilities.

Perhaps you've had this very common dream: You're roaming around your house and suddenly discover a whole room you never knew existed. The thrill of learning about this brand new space to explore, decorate, and enjoy is palpable--especially if you live in a smallish house with four teenagers, as I do! It's disappointing to wake up and realize we don't really have that extra room. We become resigned to staying within known walls of our home.

We experience something similar when it comes to "rooms" in our mind. We close off math, computer, science, investing and research rooms. We seal doorways to painting, drawing, poetry, design and music rooms. We lock up entire wings, believing that we can't really "go there", and before we know it, we forget spaces were there at all.

Something occurred, circumstances not particularly relevant. What is relevant is my reaction, awareness of my mind set, what I did with feelings and outcome.

This person I know and respect, with his wisdom and experience, sent out a message to his list. It was so brilliant (to me!). I wished I had forethought to do it and immediately thought, "Why can't I do that?". An instant feeling of jealousy arose. I'm not proud to admit it! I'm not jealous type. Those of you who know me personally could attest to that. These feelings completely caught me off guard. I am, however, very proud of process I put myself through to work it out.

Because feeling of jealousy was quite foreign to me, it was rather easy to instantly acknowledge feeling was not me, rather I was a person experiencing feeling. This enabled me to allow it to run its course.

This involves sitting with feeling and all its discomfort. Oh, yeah, it was uncomfortable. Did not want to be feeling what I was feeling. I kept saying to myself, "This isn't me, this isn't me..." It did make me wonder what it was all about, though. Rather than block it out and ignore it, I decided to discover what it meant to me and my current situation. So I sat with it. Treated it like a new friend. Well, you know what I mean. Not chummy chummy, but a new acquaintance.

Eventually, after allowing it to turn, toss in my head, allowing it to just be there (and this comes with KNOWING without a doubt that all these feelings which come up serve as a purpose to our higher selves), a truth was revealed.