Oh I definitely get that, Alison - about how hard it is to not be swayed by that sense of wanting others to always feel comfortable. Since this is still so new, I have to keep reminding myself that I'm exactly as sensitive as I need to be in order to honor who I am. But you're right - after so many years of being told there was something wrong with that, it's not undone in less than a week.
As for my husband's parameters, you're so right about not being able to keep them up for ourselves! The barriers are definitely his and not mine, because I'm like you in how easily they are knocked down. But I also care so much that he is happy that I often let them be mine too. So it's back to that. I really wonder if I'd have no parameters without him. So sometimes, I'm grateful even though I feel irritation with him for "not caring" about others the way I do. He's not mean or hard-hearted. He just seems to have a good sense of exactly what he can handle and he won't go beyond it. And in the process, I am automatically included inside that wall. Does that make any sense?
I love your thinking about a memory of peace being a part of your being. In spite of what we're seeing in our present world, we know at some level that harmony is possible because we've lived it. So we continue to strive and have that same expectation for others as well.
One of the traits I keep reading about is that of taking on the feelings of others. At first, I thought I didn't do that. But the more I'm reading, the more I realized I do it SO much, that I don't even recognize the difference between my feelings and those of others. That's been a wild revelation for me.
I don't think it's ridiculous about your desire to feed the birds at all! I feel that way too and am always concerned that a bird might go hungry if the feeders are not full. I imagine there are babies waiting or worry that the parents could be injured or killed and never make it back to the nest. The babies are just helplessly waiting and waiting, wondering what happened and why they never came back. I think that about animals killed on the roadside - what happened to their families? How can they grasp that a monstrous vehicle wiped out their loved one? I always wonder what the animals are thinking and wish I could connect with them in ways they understood. It was an animal who finally helped me understand I was an Empath. I know there's something there, but will just have to keep searching until I figure it out.
Thank you so much for responding. I just can't get over how wonderful it is to be able to talk to people who understand. Peace.