There is a place for that feeling that we get, our gut feeling, without explanation, about places, people, and decisions. Sometimes that feeling is a warm and tingly sensation in the stomach and sometimes that feeling is a knot. Somehow (it seems) our body is reacting to thoughts that we might not realize that we have; somehow are emotion is a road sign to an unknown understanding.
Perhaps this unconscious intelligence has just been blinded by a society that is motivated not by curiosity but by consumerism? Maybe it takes time to realize, to listen, that how we feel is sometimes linked to what we do. David Hume famously stated that reason is the slave of the passions.
Do not get me wrong: logical reasoning and rationale must be the foundation; we cannot lie to ourselves and equate our emotions with intelligence. However, we are human and we must accept the bastard child, emotion. Reigned in and controlled it will steer us toward what we truly want, ironically.
Think about it: the dreams that we pursue are not rational when we envision them but must be rationally pursued to make them a reality. So, it seems, that we have a choice: 1) to sleep and perchance to dream, or 2) To dream and perchance to act. It’s just a feeling after all, but feelings count when we choose to listen carefully.