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Dare You Enter the World of the Empath?

*Photo by Meireles Neto on Unsplash

Why, hello, lovelies. It’s been too long. I have no excuses. I’m just gonna dip in and blurb this out so I can feel myself releasing it and hope it helps the world in however small a way. But, before I do: How have you been? I’ve missed you all. I’d ask forgiveness for being so neglectful, but maybe that’s not required. Maybe, all that’s required is to begin again. And, again. So, I begin again.

Dare you enter this dark forest? This room made of bone. This bed of mystery, magic, and wonder. Do you dare come here with all of you? If you do, you will be unbelievably rewarded, but it won’t be an easy trek. Ever. I warn you.

To come here, means you walk a path fraught with hazards and discomforts from the first step to the last. It’s a trail choked with vines, leaves, and creepy crawlies through a dimly lit forest where shapes loom at you from the darkness and hiss into your hair, caress the delicate skin of your neck like a cold bone moving. You have to be strong enough not to retreat. You have to stand your ground, dig in, wait for the messages to emerge. Hold it. Dare you enter this place where only the bravest, most compelled, and maybe reckless can stand? Well, if you’re still standing here, then I invite you in. But, not without a bigger warning.

Empaths are dangerous, deeply dangerous if what you really want is to stay asleep, lounge, feel only pleasure, or check out of what’s real. You cannot hang with an Empath and be “off” all of the time. It won’t work. The bottom line: Empaths don’t fuck around. They get shit done. They live in hyper-awareness. They chart unknown places within themselves and others. They scrutinize, examine, open up, express, create, channel, process, and birth. Over and over. Sometimes loudly. Stand in their way and well, I can guarantee that you’re gonna feel and see some things, things you might not like. The operative word here is FEEL. You will feel (deeply) if you are involved with an Empath. Like it or not.

So, are you really ready? Ask yourself this before entering the gates, because once you do, they lock behind you and you can only move forward by walking through the realm.

To be with an Empath means you stand in the fire of truth. All.Of.The.Time. This means that you are asked to show up, front and center, stand up for what you experience, EXPRESS yourself clearly and honestly. Not so much because the Empath needs you to do that for her. No, she needs you to do it for yourself. That’s the only way you can keep her. You have to be as strong as she is. Not in the exact same way, no. It’s all ying and yang. It’s all about balances, but you do have to love yourself and be willing to work on shit. Bad shit. Good shit. All the shit. The Empath will know if you are phoning it in, faking it, or otherwise disingenuous. She will know. You will know that she knows. And, then. She will vaporize like smoke through trees. Gone.

So, if you want to get with the Empath, be honest. Are you up for this challenge? You want to crack this mysterious code? You think you can dive beneath the surface of this placid pond at the center of which lies a seething vortex? You think you can take it? I think you can. Even if you have some fear. You can. But, you have to be ready. And, if you are, you have amazing things awaiting you. If you are strong enough to take on an Empath, this is what you’ll get:

Unbelievably intense, exciting, fascinating, tender, creative, and thrilling experiences that melt you with seductiveness and earthiness, dance your body to and fro, and endlessly pull your mind in and out of worlds beneath worlds, beneath worlds. You will get loved like never before. You will feel the most permeating, body-rearranging, and soul-altering intensity (be it thoughts, sounds, colors, or sensations) you have ever felt.

You will stagger under the weight of pleasures you didn’t know existed, both physical and mental. You will see a riot of constant, ever-changing vistas and feel light particles opening layers of yourself up that have yet to be seen or touched. You will fucking see and feel as if for the first time because standing next to the firehose that is an Empath will blast away your delusions and clear your psyche.  You’ll get it all. And, you’ll be safe enough to ponder life in it’s garish beauty and rawness, its awful glory, because the Empath lives inside of the vein most of the time and will show you how to do it, too. But, don’t worry. She will hold your hand, help you feel safe in the journey, encourage you, and at times hand you her sword.

You cannot stand next to an Empath and not be dragged into the depths. It’s just the way it is, but if you let yourself go, give yourself over to her and the sensations, you will grow so much. You will know why you came here. Back to earth. Back to a body. Back to the grind. You will expand exponentially as a human being. And, you will appreciate it anew every day, because the Empath rewrites the world every day and re-experiences the nuances of life every day.

Neither of you will ever be bored. In fact, life with an Empath means that you never sit still long enough to become apathetic, lackadaisical, or disenchanted. You move. You rocket your way through experiences that move you outside of yourself and your petty concerns to the larger layers of life itself and what it means to be human. You will regularly fly up into the reaches of space and look down on all that is, seeing the tapestry that is existence. And, you will start to get some of it. The randomness will begin to make some sense.

The Empath will show you her heart and soul (if you have gained her trust). If an Empath trusts you, you will be given full access to all that she has and is. You can hold it, touch it, knead it, bring it inside of yourself, taste it, learn from it, and go back for more. An Empath never runs out of compelling stuff to share and experience with you. This means, physical objects and metaphysical/emotional/psychological stuff, too. She will share it all because life with an Empath is lived wide open. There are no barriers, no blockages, no bullshit.

You have but to reach out and graze her soft skin with the tips of your fingers, gently asking, and she will turn to you and beam at you with a succulent light that warms you through and through; light that clears away the illusions and increases your consciousness. The light of the deepest compassion you are likely ever to encounter. Just look into her eyes. You will feel it. And, you will never be the same if you love her and let her loose inside of you. I promise you this.

So, can you stand in this hidden fire, sunken into the depths of a dark forest? Can you shake yourself out in front of her and let her help shift through your illusions and ideas about things? Can you be who you are in her presence? Can you be real? Can you be honest? Unwind yourself and look at what’s there and maybe what you want next? Can you wait until she trusts you and gives her softest places to you? Can you live inside this magical spell? Just say yes.

*Photo Credit: Meireles Neto on Unsplash

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Sensitivity Training

How are your senses? Are they sharp, defined, full of feeling, attention-grabbing? Do you feel and know things that you can’t quite explain? Do you sometimes have to close your eyes to control the stimulation coming at you and through you? Are you light-sensitive? Do you feel emotions taking root inside of your body? Are you convinced that sometimes the emotions are not yours, but they are so strong that they become yours, so it doesn’t really matter? For me, it’s all of the above.

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I sometimes joke with people about being so sensitive that when a moth dies in the Amazon, I feel it. I really do feel like this. Being me, in this body, in this particular life is like being on hyper-drive all of the time. I feel so deeply that it scares other people. Hell, it often scares me and I’m in here. I’ll give you some examples.

When I first began dating my now husband, we were sitting in the car at a traffic light. There, on the corner was an enormous man who clearly was trying to gauge his ability to get across the street in time before the light changed. I could feel his thoughts, his consternation, his concern. Because of his size, he was very worried. I didn’t blame him; it was a busy street. He had difficulty walking. I could feel all of this from him. But, it went beyond that. I could feel his life-long grief, his vulnerability, his sorrow. I could feel his body. I registered the pain in his back. I could feel the troubled past of this man in my very cells. And, it was an instant-sharp-knife in my heart. I sat there looking at him, getting waves of this information and simultaneously feeling my own heart break into a million pieces for this man. I was choked by it. I simply could not breathe. I couldn’t take it.

In a flash, I closed my eyes, turned away, and started sobbing. Craig looked over at me and immediately asked what was wrong. Through my profuse tears, I explained to him what had just happened and told him how it happens to me all of the time. I explained that it has happened to me in the supermarket before and I’ve had to walk out of the store with a shopping cart full of food sitting there, because I cannot hold the energy, the activity, the feelings. I actually half expected Craig to high-tail it for the hills at about that point, but he didn’t. He was sad for me but also interested in learning more about this phenomenon.

Another example: Sometimes, I’ll be walking through a room and it’s like I walk into a bubble of energy that is so strong it takes my breath away. I instantly start to tear up and suck in my breath. As a Pisces, I am so “on” that my natural reaction to anything, whether it’s sad, happy, energetic, or otherwise is to cry. The tears will start rolling down my cheeks, quickly with little provocation, as I try to sort out what the hell it was that I just walked through. My body? It begins to shake and I get chills from my head to my toes. I feel agitated, antsy, and like I have to move my body very quickly. I rarely figure out what it was that I walked through, by the way. I just don’t understand what it is or why it happens to me.

When a friend thinks of me, I feel a warm little “ping” in the core of my body. I may not know who is doing the thinking, but I feel them. I feel others’ emotions even when not in the same room or state or country. I can feel all of the people whom I love. I mean, I LOVE people so strongly and so tremendously, it’s earth-moving, deep, intense, and have I mentioned, pretty scary sometimes. But, I can feel people thinking about me and creating an opening between us.

The thing is, I have largely fought this sensitivity all of my life. I have fought this level of feeling all of my flippin’ life. It has always scared me to feel as deeply as I do, so I have used my body as a shield against feeling. I have created a large, strong outer shell to buffer the stimulation coming at me. For so many years, I was so “open” and so “on” that I couldn’t contain the emotion, the stimuli, so I’ve used my precious body as a go-between, a pillow to protect my sensitive inner core, a core that felt like it was always about to shatter. And, my body has done such an amazing job of protecting me. She has.

But, this denial of my gifts, this “clamping down” on my sensitivity has come at a huge cost. I have shielded so pervasively that I cannot hear my spirit guides now. I’m having a real problem advancing my spiritual explorations because of my deep-seated fear of “feeling too much” or “knowing too much”. I’ve largely shut down my third eye and made myself dense, heavy, slow, and closed off to my inner, feminine faculties. I have aligned with the male in me and the victorious, the aggressive, the strong. I have harmed my lovely body with overwork, stress, and injuries.

What I didn’t realize (until I was 42 years old) was that I was living with a wide-open etheric body. In a reading, a psychic told me that all of my chakras were wide open, unprotected, and that people were climbing their energy inside of me all day, every day. I was literally a dumping ground for other people’s energetic outpourings. Ah-HA! It made perfect sense! No wonder I always felt like such crap after being in public. No wonder I couldn’t tolerate concerts, the theater, or parties or groups of more than five people; because I was, in essence, a walking nerve ending with all this energy and feeling that did not belong to me. People’s energy would bomb-blast me and I’d be sick for three days afterwards. I would just “crash”. So, no wonder I used my body to guard me and resist all of this. I couldn’t consciously understand what was happening to me and why I always felt like such poop, so, I did my best to shut down and make my body do all of the heavy lifting (pun intended).

Now, I like to think of myself as undergoing sensitivity training. I am actively working to shield myself with various exercises and meditations instead of using my poor body to do it. These exercises create a safe space around me and allow me to go out into public with some measure of comfort. While they aren’t perfect, the exercises do help buffer me. With continued use, I have also begun dipping into the softness inside, the female intuition that, in the past, I tried (unsuccessfully) to eradicate. I’ve begun to safely open myself up to the stimulation around me by choice instead of by default. And, in the last four years, I have managed to accept that this sensitivity of mine is here for a reason and that it means something; it’s useful and precious. I’m now willing to let Source use it (and me) to help other people, but in a healthy manner. And, for the most part, I don’t walk around getting climbed on. If I let someone in, it’s because I want them there. : )