I've always seen cannabis as both a good thing and a bad thing at the same time. It helps me to be able to cope with the world when I need a release from it all, yet if I rely on it, it becomes detrimental. So I go for periods with out it and then I start back up again. Once it's built up in my system I can go for about 40 days without it. I call this my Golden Time. This is when I do most of my spiritual work and reconnect with people. I feel great and I'm more excited about life instead of seeing it as just suffering through it. I've gone a full 100 days before but it wasn't easy. I wish I could just give it up all together, but every time I've tried I end up very depressed. I decided many years ago that I shouldn't drink at all and I don't miss it. That was a very different sort of vice that I relied on when I was out of weed. A poor substitute at best.
A couple years ago I lost a really good job because of a drug test. The ironic thing about it was the cannabis helped me get through the week and continue to do my job. If I was in a state where I could get a medical release it wouldn't have been an issue. If I was judged solely on my merit it wouldn't have been an issue. Started my own business and now it's no longer a consern.
I use it very sparingly now. Once every three days as a regimen. I want to get to the point where I no longer need it, but I'm not there. I see it like this: Like or not God made pot. He also made stones and crystals and other herbs and plants to help us get to where he wants us to be. It's like a hand rail on a staircase. These things help us stay in balance, but if we lean on that rail to often we'll never get strong enough to run up the staircase.
Also, I stick to the sativa strains over the indica, but the CBD strains are the best. People don't like it as much because it doesn't get you stoned like the indica does, but that's what I love about it. The medical cannabis industry is moving into canna based CBD because this is where they have seen the most benefit from patients. It is a medication, not a medicine. It treats a symptom, but not the disease. It helps, but it isn't the solution to the problem. For us empaths the problem is a spiritual one, so we need a spiritual solution. We have to rely on our spiritual guides and God to get through this life. Not on the things of the earth. But hey, if it gets through another day without killing yourself, then, ok.
I've heard this called "the Dark Night of the Soul". It happens to me regularly as well. So when I get overwhelmed and go into seclusion, I take it as motivation to change something in my life. I see a purpose to it. When I make that change I'm much more content with my place in the world.
There is so much good information on this website in the Empath Survival Program. But that is just a start. You can find many good books on amazon. I suggest you study for awhile and take it all in. Don't rush, it takes time. There is so much to know. This is essentially a super power you'll have to harness. Once you learn the things you have to do to Thrive as an Empath(by Trevor Lewis & Abbigayle McKinney) You can go on to The Book of Storms which is a course study for people like us. You can be a powerful force that will change the world.
Personal note: I hate being human, but I love humanity anyway.
If your trying to share these experiences with people that can't relate they will think your "crazy" or at least have some psychological issues. These are spiritual issues, and it doesn't mean your insane just because your experience is different. People just do not have a clear understanding of what emotions can do. They think they keep their emotions to themselves and no one knows what they actually are feeling. You may be one that does. Which means the emotions you feel are not yours. They have to be cleared out. You do this by shielding and grounding. Learn these two skills and it will help you feel more in control. Practice these techniques daily and learn about what you are. It's a spiritual gift you must embrace to free yourself from the control others have over you.
I have to say you have gotten some really good advice here. I love these people!
I also love the fact that your willing to take the responsibility on yourself. We all have to do this. It will make you stronger and much less vulnerable. In order to help others we have to help ourselves first. Your spiritual guide will help you "clean the closet" so to speak. All you have to do is ask.
Narcissist is strong word. It's meant to describe people that have no regard for the feelings of others. Many people have narc tendencies without being so far down on that scale that they can't change, or eventually open up. The person you are describing is more someone who has felt such strongly negative emotions that they have shut down in order to cope. Denial is a survival tactic. Drugs give us a temporary relief from that deep sadness, but it isn't what he truly wants. He wants someone else to work through these emotions for him. That's where you come in. He dumps his crap on you. He feels better, you feel worse. So grounding out the energy is critical to helping him out, if that is what you want to do. Some people can't be helped. It's a useless exercise. Those are the narcs you need to stay away from. If you care enough to want to continue to help him out, be aware of what it can do to you. He could drag you into a relationship that goes no where, and leaves you both damaged. The drugs are a problem he'll have to get away from to get emotionally healthy. That's an indication he's not a narc. They don't need drugs to dull their emotions. They already are.
That energy is exchanged. You transform it when you stick it in the ground.
This man desperately needs help. It may not be your job to help him. If you strongly feel that you should, that may be divine guidance that you can. We all have to seek guidance from a higher source. Pray about it.
My Mother has been going through radiation treatments since her breast cancer surgery. I have had a lack of energy and feel tired most of the time. I don't feel sick just run down. Last week was the worst of it. This week I feel much better now that she's done with the treatment. I had asked her not to go through with it. I don't believe it was necessary. She was convinced by doctors that radiation gave her a better chance of survival. I think one day we'll look back at radiation and chemotherapy as a barbaric approach to cure disease.
This shows how spiritually connected we truly are. I can limit the connection I have to most people, but when it's a blood connection to another empath, it's hard to do. Is your Mother an empath as well?
I'm drawn to people with issues. They are drawn to me. I see what causes those issues and still can't convince them to change how they think and feel. But over time, they feel better and slowly start to think different. In the mean time I deal with those feelings. It's the only way. I still need to be around people that focus on staying positive, because it helps me to keep going without isolating myself to much. I would suggest you try to find a balance of people your around. Good ones and not so good ones. Build that strength you now have. You've overcome two major battles! You are now a warrior. Those negative people can't effect you unless you allow it.
I very much agree with @Hop-Daddy. We need to manifest our true desires by meditating on them.
I think the prevailing hatred in this country feels like a targeted attack. It has been increasing since the run up to the election. This political hatred seems justified to many. They let themselves wallow in it and it effects how they act. I had some stabbing pains in my side Sunday morning. It was bad enough I was thinking maybe I should see a doctor. After I saw the news on this shooting in Sutherland Springs I figured it wasn't a medical issue. I live 88.7 miles away, so maybe that had something to do with it. We have to feel the pain of the world.
I'm getting so many indications that we need to rally somehow to do something to change this rising tide of emotional rage. This thread is a big one. I still don't know what to do, or how to do it. All I can do is control my anger and act out of compassion. I'm praying the pendulum starts swinging the other way.
Most people seem to make assumptions based on what is called "Common Sense". Which is really absence of logic. In stead of thinking critically, they go along with what others believe is right. They look to people they see as educated or prominent in some way to form their opinions. They hold on to these ideas and fervently defend them. Intuition many times tells us the opposite is true. I hold to the belief that 80% of conventional wisdom is wrong(it may be higher). Because of this I do things in unconventional ways. I think this is why we doubt our intuition. It go's against the grain. It tells us to follow our own path and not to just join the herd and hope the person in front has a map. It tells me to do things contrary to human nature. It's blind trust in something much less tangible. A belief in what is beyond our normal senses. It makes it hard to discern what is true based on logic alone.
Thanks it's reassuring to know others feel the same sense of urgency and keep fighting. I like knowing i'm not alone. The only way we fight hate is with love. That doesn't stop me from wanting to crack skulls. I just don't give in to it. Lately I've had a few "wins". It keeps me going and that sense of urgency has led me to take those opportunities more often instead of shying away. I want to impress on them this idea of unconditional love as a strength. That takes serious compassion. The kind I don't have because of the pain I constantly have to forgive and the resentment of being the damn doormat so often. Oh well, there is a higher purpose after all. I pray for compassion.
Something C.S. Lewis said that I take great comfort in, "the purpose of religion is to get us to a place where we no longer need it." I hated religion until I realized there is a reason for it.
Also, Something I learned in Sunday school was that the Law of Moses is but a shadow of what was to come. It was a stepping stone to true spirituality. One of many. Every civilization in history had a belief that loving others as you do yourself is the key to unlocking a higher understanding. It started with empathy.
Yes, and the more you listen to that first gut feeling the stronger your intuition becomes. It take confidence in knowing that small voice inside is right after all. So the more you believe in yourself, the louder that voice gets. Now we could argue about where that voice comes from, but it's the belief that is important. It comes from faith that what your hearing is real. Doubt is fear of being wrong. That's the ego trying to protect itself. So you either give in to the fear and feed it, or give in to the belief and feed that instead. It's easier for me to believe knowing that voice isn't mine. It doesn't come from me, and the purpose of it is well beyond my feeble mind to comprehend. I thank God I have it. It's a gift we can never earn on our own.
Sounds about right. Intuition comes to me when I'm not actively trying to figure people out. it's impression without thought. Assumption just make an ass out of u and mption. (Sorry, that's just funny to me.) Really though, people assume things based on fear, worry, conceit, selfishness, despise and all those other emotions the entities feed on. I know this because that's what I feel from them when they make assumptions of me and other people. The idea is to refuse to feel those emotions and choose to feel positive ones. That's when intuition comes to you. I find it better not to think about it much.
My value? I don't feel I have anymore value than any other person on earth. What we do isn't better than what others do so much as that we do things differently. We all fill a niche. Our niche is hard for them to understand. Because of this, most people don't see my value to them. It's hard to see my own value in a world where others don't even believe people like me exist. Yet I feel so strongly that I need to help them when I don't even like them. That's the dichotomy I live with. I have a strong resentment toward all people, but I love them. I haven't been able to get past it. I'll forgive them a hundred times if they would just stop wallowing in the sewer. It's a never ending battle. At least it sure seems like one.
This is a hard one. Could be she was sending out a help signal and you picked it up. I hate to suggest this because it puts you in an awkward position. You might be able to help, you might not. Maybe it's just a coincidence, but I don't believe in coincidence. What I would do is focus on her picture and meditate on it for awhile. Go into a somewhat of a dream state and project myself to where she is. Now the things you see in the spirit world are not always the same as what we would see with our eyes. If you could pick up on something that gives you an indication of where she is wouldn't that be really cool? I think you should try it even if nothing comes of it. Don't feel bad if nothing happens. If your stressed out about it that could get in the way.
- Same thing happened with Curt Kobain. In his suicide note he mentioned empathy. The most telling thing he said in that letter was that he wished people would just like the music and not worship him. Fame can destroy an empath. Chester could easily have been easily been dealing with the same thing. General overload with no escape from it.
Jimmy is way to comfortable in front of an audience to be an empath. He feeds on the attention. Not a bad thing, it's just not an empathic trait.
Before we moved to Austin, my wife and I would take the drive just to go to Barton Springs pool. Its a natural spring fed pool, so the water is always cool and feels really good. Best part was no chlorine. When we finally did move here, five years ago, we took a day and went for a dip. I had been there many times, but this time I had a very different experience. As soon as I got in the water I had to get out. The feeling I had was panic. It was like I was going to die if I didn't get out right then. When we got home I looked up information on when the last person had died there. Turns out a young man had died in June of that year '13. This had happened about a month before. It took a year for me to want to go back. When I did, it didn't feel the same. That energy had dissipated, but I still didn't like it. My wife swims there on a regular basis. I don't anymore. Instead, I built a pool in my backyard.
- If it makes you feel better, I get lost in the city all the time. I rely on GPS. It has something to do with all the other people around me. Some how they affect my sense of direction. I have to focus even if I've been there a hundred times before. My wife is a control freak that is constantly driving from the passenger seat. I'll miss turns and forget where I'm going with her in the car. I find it much easier just to take separate cars. In the woods I've never had that problem.
The term psychic has earned some bad conentations. Most people don't like the word anymore. I would never claim to be psychic. What I don't get is why so many would rather just be mundane, and not want to believe in something extra ordinary.
Yes, when my wife is frustrated she takes it out on me. Other people have done the same so many times it has become routine. Many will question my motives because it makes no sense to them, and look at me with distrust and contempt. They project on to me the crap they do. They like to blame us and others for their emotional duress. Some people never grow up.
For the last 8 months I've been trying to help a young man come to terms with what he did. Every Friday I drove for an hour to take a killer out for breakfast. We would talk about the things going on in our lives, family and friends, and the many things we had in common. The idea was to befriend him and help him through this process of remorse. I failed.
Two years ago a man named John drank five beers and three shots of whiskey and drove home. He some how ended up driving 14 miles north bound in the south bound lanes of I-35 just north of Austin Texas. After passing 120 cars (clipping the side of one) he kept driving til he collided with a man on a motorcycle, killing him. This wasn't just any man, he killed a three tour Army veteran on Veterans day. I didn't want to condemn him for the choices he made that night. That was to easy. He had never been in trouble before after all. I just wanted him to own up to the effect it had on so many lives.
I sat through his trial this week. I read the jury as he was giving testimony. I read the family of the victim as John's attorney was giving his closing arguments. I sat by John's mother and father while the prosecutor was making their final arguments. Mostly, I was reading John. I wanted to see true remorse. I wanted to see him break down that steel wall he put up. I did see him cry. I saw him being honest. There were times he understood what he had done. But when the case was over and we sat and talked while the jury deliberated, that wall was still there. More so, he had very little remorse. He was still trying to look for faults in others in order to minimize what he had done. The rest of his family was doing the same. I felt very sad that such a good Christian family couldn't see past themselves and empathize with the family of a good man who's life was cut short, as well as, all the people effected by his death. Many of them were in that court room. I want to say something to Mr. Turner, the man who's only son was taken, but nothing I could say would give him consolation. I left before the jury came back.
On the way back home, I drove down I-35. I wanted to find the exact spot where it happened. As I was driving, the lymph node in the right side of neck started to swell. I doubled back and parked at that spot. I thought it was further down the road, but I felt this was the right spot. Then I saw the X on the concrete barrier. The cops had put it there to indicate this was where the collision had happened. Then I saw the movie. I watched it from Dominick Turners' point of view. He was passing a truck and didn't see John's headlights until he was already in the lane. He instinctively tried to jump off the bike. He ended up flying through the air a good ways and died when he hit the pavement. He didn't panic, he didn't feel fear, he didn't suffer.
I don't have a point to make, or a lesson to learn here. I just needed a way to express the emotion of the day, and get it out. I'm sad that it had to happen this way. I saw a change in John. From the man he was that day to the man he is today. I wanted to facilitate that process until he got on his knees and cried begging for forgivness. I wanted to see true humility. I never did. I can't help but feel that I could have said more, or done something to make that happen. I feel like I failed him.
My motivation to help him came from a dream I had years ago. Long before I met John. It was so vivid and horrific that it stuck with me. After I met him, I realized, it was about him. I wanted to change the outcome so this dream didn't become a prophetic one. I was hoping I could keep it from happening. I never shared this with him, cause he would have thought I was kooky crazy. Maybe I should have. Maybe I should have described in detail his fate as I saw it. Maybe I said enough to change it. Maybe his fate was for him to change, and there was nothing I could do to stop it from happening. I just don't know.
He's in jail right now waiting to be taken to prison. He'll be there for at least 6 years and maybe 12. This will give him a chance to come to terms, or not, his choice. I'll still go visit and be there for him when he gets out. I can't help but think justice was done today. Tempered with mercy. After all one father still has a son, the other doesn't.
This is how I've explained what is happening: There is an electromagnetic field around everything. Some weak some strong. As radiation travels through these fields, some is absorbed, some is reflected. We have a very strong field around us that emanates from about 2 inches below our belly button. People who live in the city keep their field closer to them. I can feel it at about a foot or two away from their body. People who live in the country have a much larger bubble. I think it's more considerate to keep my field close to me in public, so I focus on shrinking it when ever i'm about to mingle with a group. In my minds eye I see the radiation and the fields. It isn't just people that have them, buildings, cars, fences, rocks, tools, cell phones, power stations, teddy bears, everything. I used to practice senseing these fields by dropping my keys on a table and finding them with my eyes closed. I keep my hand a few inches above the table and move it around til I felt them under my hand. Then I would pick them up. I can do it every time. It feels like a slight change in temperature. Radiation is warm and fuzzy. People sort of feel that way too. So think about how much information is passed through the air from one computer to another(Wifi) in the form of radiation. Simple radio waves can be interpreted by a receiver as complex sound. Are we not doing the exact same thing? We are the receivers. The radiation people are giving off we interpret as emotion and vast amounts of other information. When I analyze that energy that I pick up, I get all kinds of impressions. I can hold onto it for days or weeks and read it at any time. I don't have to be standing in front of them. Once that connection is made I get new impressions and they can call me before they pick up the phone. I get the "I was about to call you!" all the time from those I keep that connection with. We can have this communication with anyone on earth because of the planets' electromagnetic field. There are fields with in fields and they all effect each other with the exchange of electrons and photons.
Something else you mentioned was how you used to take on others emotions but now you don't. When I was younger I couldn't understand how this could be(feeling what others feel) so it had to be what I was feeling. It drove me nuts until I realized what was happening. Now I purposely suppress my own emotion, so any emotion I feel is easy to identify as coming from a particular person. I still have to feel it, but it has no effect on my state of mind. It doesn't bother me at all to feel sadness from another as long as it's genuine. It's those cover emotions that I hate and make me sick. It starts as a tingle on the back of my head moves down my spine. Sometimes it can feel like a knife being pushed slowly into the back of my neck. When I'm in a large crowd of frustrated people my mind fills with dark clouds and I can't think clear. If I stay any longer I start to cry. To cope I'd get in the car, blast Slayer, and scream myself horse. Have other methods now. I don't let the emotions effect me as much.
My wife is always asking how does so and so feel or what am I getting from them. Then I have to figure out how to put it into words. Describing what I'm receiving is hard to do. My mind puts it into pictures mostly. I see that picture when that person is close by. Women are flowers, plants, and animals. Men are different types of wood with different finishes or metal and stone. Although, some men are wilted flowers, and some women are blocks of granite. Those people I worry about.
On the road I can feel what other drivers are about to do. So my field is expanded way out to read them. Keeps me safe. I haven't had a collision in 30 years. The one wreck I had was when I was stopped at a light. I think to myself what if everyone was empath? We would never have another traffic report!
Also, shungite is suppose to absorb EMF waves
I lived in a small town(pop 200) for 20 years. Then I decided I needed to move to a big city. I found a house and property on the out skirts more in the country. It's the perfect balance. Not many neighbors yet 20 mins from everything. I still spend most my time at home, but it was a great decision. Very happy where I am. My neighbors were actually closer in the small town. The vibe I got from it was distrust and a lot of back talking. I don't know what they were saying about me, but in a small town you get that. I was a loner and no one understood why. I felt their judgement any time I talked to anyone, so I stopped socializing all together. Now I have friends and can hide for the most part. I choose what groups I run with. Instead of just a bunch of local yolkals. Small towns can be a mixed bag. I like being close to a city and still have my sanctuary. Surrounded by 14 cats, 3 dogs, opossum, porcupine, turkey, raccoon, deer, and even coyotes. Plus I live in a forest with a stream in my back yard. I'm in Heaven here. And when I feel like it I go to the big city and see a show or ride my bike. Then when I'm done I go home and take a nap. You don't have to give up on city living, but you need to be able to get away from it and rest.
A couple of things I bet we can all do. First is pick up on pregnant women. The second is find lost things.
Pregnant women stand out and glow, showing or not. I'm very attracted to them, but not in a sexual way. I see it as natures way of protecting them. They are very important to our survival. I haven't explored this with animals so much.
My wife always asks me where something she can't find is before she looks for it. This is more of a skill we can develop. The trick I've learned is not to actively search for it. It isn't something I do with my mind. I have to stop thinking about where it could be. In the past, I'd look for it until I got distracted and at that moment I would walk right to it. This is how I eventually figured out what was happening. It's much easier to find other people's things because I have no idea where it could be. I'm teaching my daughter to do this, because she misplaces things all the time. It helps in a big way when things somehow end up in the trash and you don't want to go through all the trash to find it.
Theses are psychic skills by definition. It not just about visions and knowing. In all my treks deep into forests and exploring wilderness, I've never been lost. I couldn't tell you which way is north, but I always know which way to go.
Do we really need to to sleep in regular patters that are dictated by society? Are we trying to fight against what our nature has dictated? To forsake our nature for the benefit of society does us harm. That can't be good. I get plenty of rest and am at my best when I sleep as I need too. I know many of us have to work during "normal business hours", but I can't go alone with it anymore. I do my best at night and early morning. I see no reason to fight it. So I take no sleep aids and would rather listen to my normal rhythms. I am much happier and healthier when I do.
I read the foreword just to see what it was about. The part that struck me was this:
God: I talk to everyone. All the time. The question is not to whom I talk too, but who listens.
That communication to us from the Spirit is happening constantly. From inside and out. I get messages through nature, other people, and sometimes fortune cookies. He'll speak to us any way we listen, but we have to listen.
I've had many arguments with God. He always wins. In asking those vexing questions I have things explained to me in ways other people can not. I would never want to write them down. This back and forth communication is very personal. I think you could see this book as an example of that conversation, but your conversations would be different. Could be why your not getting into the book. Or it may challenge what you believe and you feel that it's hard to except. In which case I would say ask the Higher Authority. Go to the Source. I believe that's what the author intends here. To inspire us to have our own conversations.
We all have different beliefs. Sometimes slight, sometimes dramatic, but I would never want to tell you to believe anything that goes against your conscience. It's belief that is important. What ever it is that that increases your faith and brings you closer to God is what matters. But it can be hard to do if we hold on to those negative emotions that anchor us down and keep our beliefs from changing. No one man or woman has it right on everything. That is why I say go to the Source of all knowledge for conformation. I like hearing you say that it doesn't "ring true to my beliefs". It's a great opportunity to examine them. Are you up for the challenge?
I've had this general feeling of sadness for weeks now. Aches and pains that shouldn't be there and facial ticks that happen in public. I've never had facial ticks before. I don't know what to attribute it too. I can't pick up on anything specific. I see what happening in the the world and get sad about it, but so does everyone else. It's been very hard lately to be around people. I can't bring myself to socialize because I keep mucking it up. At church today I did the general hand shaking and hugs, but the conversation was very strained. I had nothing to say. I hate small talk normally. I kept calling people by the wrong name or just couldn't remember at all. So I got the hell out of there as fast as I could.
I saw some trash in a parking lot and went to pick it up. Then I saw some more and picked that up. I kept picking up trash and the more I did the more I saw. I gave up. It's everywhere.
Idaho has had over 300 earthquakes in the past few weeks. I hope this is not a prelude to the big one. A Geo storm could be a trigger?
I have developed a sensitivity to electromagnetic fields over the last few years. I wonder what this will feel like? I'm getting excited. Thanks for sharing this.
Well, , I relate completely. I could have wrote what you wrote and I wouldn't be lying. At 45yo I'm still trying to figure out the best way to deal with liars. This has come back up this past week for me when a friend asked me to call her husband and give him some encouragement. I feel the overwhelming need to help her out, but her husband is one of the worst liars I know. He lies about everything and tells these story's that are complete BS. I did call and asked him to let me take him for breakfast. At first he agreed then he backed out and told another lie why he couldn't. So I can't help him. I had to let it go. When you call out liars they get ANGRY! It's to much work to check my emotions and theirs. When they lie about lying and get angry, I give up.
Because of all the complexity regarding human psychology, I try to live as an example and leave it at that. It's just easier to tolerate it. Isn't that being realistic?
Wow, did she ask for money? Was she charging for the energy work or just selling jewelry?
I do understand how that could be a very draining situation and you just simply slipped out of her mind. Sounds like it wasn't situation she couldn't control. If your BS meter was ticking high it might be something you should let go of and move on. I'm just now starting to deal with those cords myself, and would rather do it myself than rely on someone else, but just like going to a doctor you should definitely get a second opinion. Hopefully, you can get one here. I'm interested in knowing how she could have seen these cords so quickly and easily. It would be a good tactic a charlatan would use to reel you in. Usually, energy workers will wait until they are asked.
Also, I feel about myself the way the other person feels about me. I think this is what your talking about . So the judgmental people make me feel like utter crap sometimes. In those situations we have to remind ourselves who we really are. That's where grounding and flushing becomes very useful. Otherwise, I end up being and acting the way they perceive me. It's a fulfillment of their judgement, and is sucks. The trick I found with new people is to send out my perception of myself before they start to make those judgments.
If you haven't read it I recommend a little e-book that helped me:
This is the main reason I did not like being an empath. It's difficult to win an argument when your emotions become their emotions. You see the situation from their point of view and give in, even when they are wrong. After just about every conversation I wonder why I said what I said or went along without knowing why at the time. It makes competition extremely difficult if not impossible. On the opposite side, when someone is angry at me for some perceived slight I'm am immediately angry at them. Even if I have no reason to be.
I see it as my responsibly in those tough social interactions to overcome the emotional manipulation. I don't blame them anymore. I just deal. I do it by turning down the volume to 0, and putting up a shield. Through practice this is something you can do very quickly. I have to be mindful of what can happen in any conversation, especially with family. It still isn't easy, but don't let it get you down. Overcome it.
I'm big storm lover, and don't think you should feel bad about enjoying the experience. Mostly because I do and I don't feel guilty about it. There will be massive upheaval in peoples lives after this. That I see as a good thing as well. It brings people together and they start to look past each others differences and see them in a new light, at least for a time. People helping other people. It's a great thing to see and be a part of. Nothing brings people together like a common enemy. In this case, a really wild storm! Enjoy
Oh yes, every time. It's like being in line about to ride the roller coaster. I don't think it's necessarily being tuned into the weather, but that heightened anxiety that happens before hand is depressing. I love roller coasters as well as storms. I wish I could share how I feel with them instead of the other way around. all though, if I could I wouldn't be praying for them. Our concern makes us want to intercede for them. I do believe (because of free will) God works in these situations when asked too. Not to save people from trauma exactly, but to help them through it. A lot of really good things happen after a hurricane. New relationships are formed and it changes their minds about each other. If a least for a short time it's still a great thing. Afterward, I get to help them rebuild.
@zen-angel Seems to me your experience made you stronger. Without it you wouldn't be the person you are today. I love the person you are today. Thank God for Narcissists!
I would definitely see this as a message. I have been focused on "cleaning house" since the eclipse. I do it physically by getting rid of junk I don't need any longer. At the same time I'm doing it spiritually by letting go of that anger of the past. I have forgiven those in the past that led me to resentment, but it hasn't ended there. I keep forgiving them over and over. Any time I feel any resentment or anger I stop and let it go, and ask forgiveness for the things I have done and felt toward those people. For myself, this is something I'll be doing for the rest of my life. That way I don't allow others to have any power over me. This way I don't need to protect myself from them.
Yes, do the work. It's good. It's really helping me right now to get back to reading and studying the Way of the Empath. Creative visualization practices help with grounding, shielding, and breaking those cords of attachment. Go back to the basics often. Read the Book of Storms. You can be powerful!!! When you are, the boundaries don't matter anymore.
I love all the advice your getting here. It's really good. If I had known these things 25 years ago I would not be with the woman I am now. Having said that, my wife still has my undying loyalty. It's been a roller coaster of a relationship that led to being able to raise my daughter for the past 16 years. She is my sole focus and purpose, so I regret nothing.
You don't have to get cat. They do a thing is all. They transmute the energy you pick during the day. I love cats and think every empath should a have few, but it's isn't necessary.
I believe there is a reason we are attracted to them. They feel we can fulfill a need they have and want that to the point of obsession, but then they do everything to change us without changing themselves. It's what they truly desire yet they will fight the change with tooth and nail. The reason they need us is they can't change without us. Change is hard on everyone, so they play the games and fight like crazy. In the long run it can make us as empaths stronger, or keeps us weak if we allow it.
The one thing I would say that has already been said is analyse, analyse, and analyse again. Don't go by your "Gut" here because that will mislead you unless your a really healthy empath. It's incredibly hard to distinguish your emotions from theirs. Your spirit wants to be with them. In the greater scheme of human existence we all benefit if you marry a narcissist, because the odds are you'll have empathic children. I believe this is the Divine plan. It only works if we change them, not the other way around. At least our children will help change the world if we choose that burden. In the Christian world we are called Burden Bearers. I bet there is a name for it in Hindu as well, which is probably similar. The Indian religions know much more about us that eastern religions do. So I believe your on the right track.
Something else you mentioned was childhood abuse. It's important to forgive them and forgive yourself. That will help heal your spirit. It makes you stronger.
It isn't easy. You'll have to have the confidence of Ulysses(first name that came to mind). Every relationship I've ever had was with a crazy woman who thinks much more of herself than should. I say, work on yourself. Be the best version of yourself you can be, and be content with being alone. That way you get real picky. Test them over and over. They can hide behind being ultra nice and needy. That draws you in like a spider with a pretty web. You'll still be drawn to them even if you know what they are doing. You have to be strong. Woman like that anyway. I'm assuming your into woman, if so be the bull.
If you look for a partner in the right place your odds are better at finding someone more like you. You can volunteer at a soup kitchen or church events. I've meet great woman working for Habitat for Humanity. You could take up a new hobby like learning Aikido. Just stay away from the bar scene or anything like that. And get a cat or five. Cats are much more rewarding to sleep with IMPO. The fact that you are aware of this dynamic will go a long way.
I live in Austin, TX. I think it's interesting that with this hurricane coming I haven't been able to sleep for about three days now. Now that the storm is here I was able to get a few hours in, but I don't feel like I really need sleep. Some how I'm sustained by all the emotion. This has happened before. I've been in situations where I didn't sleep for about 90 hours. I think it's weird, and I don't think it's healthy, but I don't get tired enough to sleep. I do love these big storms. They're exciting!
I remember when Katrina came through I was living by the coast close to Houston. The same thing happened. That was the day I was finally convinced I was an empath, and that it's a real thing. The emotions were so high I couldn't deny it any longer.
Thank you Cheshire Cat, It's a mystery that I would like to understand more about. You've given me some great information to study. I have about eight of those disorders on that list. Many of my family do as well. I have a theory about a possible cause for some of it. I'm interested not just to understand the empath connection, but the environmental impact on everyone.
As I get older my sensitivity to electromagnetic field energy and chemicals increases. Because of it I use no chemicals in my pool and do not like driving pass some of these power plants on the side of the road. When I work close to those high tension wires I feel fussy. The electromagnetic radiation coming off of them feels like super fast vibration. I'd go crazy living next to them, and they are hard to avoid. When I work in certain areas I have to take breaks every couple of hours to get away. It's the same as being in a mall for to long. I have to go back to work on monday in one of those places I dread. I'll be building a fence right under those wires. It takes almost constant grounding and prayer to get through it. I'm going to a rock shop today to see about protection stones and maybe a find lead suit to work in.
I know empathy is a gift, but it isn't a gift to me, it's for others through me. I hope one day they learn to appreciate it. I very much appreciate your sacrifice, Cat, I don't just wish you the best I pray that you are rewarded for all you have been through.
This something I want to understand. I have friends and family that suffer with it. Well I've been reading about it lately because I see a few people on this site that suffer with it as well.
This is what I know: It wasn't considered a true disorder until the '90's. Before then it was considered a mental illness(like many things science doesn't yet understand). It happens mostly to women by a possible 9 to 1 ratio. It's linked to a problem with the nervous system. It's chronic and may be related to stress.
I remember a time when I had pain in my forearms every day for a couple months. At first I thought it was just soreness but it didn't go away. It disrupted my sleep and became a major concern. I don't like doctors much, so I called a Shaman and asked her what was going on. She referred me to a astrophysicist who happens to be a Shaman and a doctor. He helped me out with some NLP techniques and did some other things I didn't understand. After that session I was free of pain and had some tools to lower the volume of the energy I was picking up in Houston(city on the edge of hell). I considered it a spiritual issue not medical and found a solution. The people I know with fibro are really stressed out people on the inside, yet they don't outwardly show that they are. I wonder if that has something to do with it?
The times I feel "phantom" pains are when other people direct extreme anger at me. Some times it's racial, or when I've offended them deeply(like not letting them leave the scene of an accident). It's a sharp pain on the back of my neck. Since I relate the pain to what I'm experiencing empathically, I wonder if you all do as well. Is Fibro a spiritual illness?
The thing about antiques is some times it's good energy and some times it's more negative. I would much rather buy new stuff and spend a little more. My wife use to go thrifting and fill the house with trash she bought at garage sales. That drove me out of the house. It wasn't my home. I moved out to the workshop. She doesn't do the goodwill/yard sale thing anymore now that she understands it affects my Daughter as well.
I have an old leather chair I picked up off the curb that I couldn't let get thrown away, so I repaired it and am sitting in it right now. It was the chair of a General, and a collage student. After I fixed it, I left it covered in the garage for about six months waiting for that energy to clear. If I had known how to clear it myself I could have saved some time. I still feel the Generals energy but not the collage campus type energy.
I just figured out who the chair belonged too: Major General Clarence Reuben Autery, Sr of the US Air Force
I had never heard of the show Dead Files, so I watched the first episode last night and I'm hooked. I've always been curios about feelings I get from this places I've been to where I know something happened but didn't know exactly what or at least no conformation on what I believe happened. Amy is super cool. I really admire her for going though all she does. I use to run from it because it can be painful. She faces it and isn't afraid. I think I have a crush on her.
I've taken the empath test many times over the years, and it's always these 30 traits that I score 29 out of 30. Number 4 is about how you react to images on a screen. I didn't understand why this is considered an empathic trait. I think it has more to do with how we believe we should feel about it that how we actually do. These scenes of war and horror on the nightly news don't affect me directly, yet I get an idea of what it's like living in a war torn country and sympathize with their plight. The only time I'm directly affected is in a movie theater. I remember seeing Tron 2.0 and being so overwhelmed by it I couldn't drive home. It was a very physical experience. I thought this was the greatest movie of all time! After seeing it again at home I was much less impressed.