It’s no secret I’m an Empath. I feel things strongly and pick up on the emotions and motives of others easily. In the beginning I thought I was just an overdramatic child who was being overly sensitive and making up stories in my own head. But, as time went on I began to realize the accuracy of my intuition and gut instinct. At times, even still, I temporarily forget and second guess myself only to be reminded once again that my senses and Clairsentience is high and NOT to be undermined or questioned by me. The wiser I get the better I get at maneuvering through this maze of feelings, thoughts, emotions, that are being emitted from person to person as I pass them in the store, engage in a conversation, make eye contact, feel their energy breeze by, catch a glimpse of them interacting, or walk into a room and FEEL everything that has been imprinted there.
There’s a point where you have to get past labeling it as ‘good’ or ‘bad’. We all have our flaws & imperfections. A bleeding heart tends to be the Empath’s Way. So, there comes a point when we sensitive beings, as MUCH as we want to love everyone, must realize that to determine that a person, place or thing is NOT good for us does not mean that we have to villainies it. We just need to stay away. We can’t help every single person and situation. We have to also determine what’s best for us and our OWN well-being or we just fall into a trap of trying to push out our own INTENSE feelings, with alcohol, drugs, food, sex, chronic relationship jumping or whatever our choice of escape may be.
I want to share a story with you about how we ignore our gifts, our radiance, our beautiful spirit and condemn ourselves to our past, our poor choices, our current situation and hardships.
I picked up the vibe from a beautiful person the other day who is in a less than ideal situation. It was no secret he is going through a hard time in life right now. Learning, growing and working to overcome something that has altered his life in a negative way. I saw him in this situation feeling ‘less than’ good enough. I could strongly sense from him that he felt inferior and ashamed. In that moment I saw just how beautiful he really was.
I saw the hurt that he had experienced in the past. I saw that he was defining himself by this past, his past actions, and whatever situation, person, experience had given him a reason to now believe he was unworthy or incapable. I understood this feeling. I understand it all too well. I sensed that he felt I was superior from where I was standing. But, WHAT I SAW is that he could have switched spots with me and been standing in my shoes all the same. I could EASILY be standing in his. What he didn’t realize is that I am no different and no better just because I made a different choice at a different time.
In this moment I had some REAL clarity. I have felt these things too. I have felt inferior. I have thought others were ‘better’ than me. I have made bad choices. I have been terrified to speak because I didn’t feel adequate. I have allowed myself to be defined by my past and what has hurt me. I have bought into false beliefs of who I am.
Under the circumstances presented, yes, his situation was less than ideal. And Yes, I can understand why those feelings were there. But, it’s an ILLUSION.
I saw him for who he was in THAT MOMENT. Undefined by his past decisions, family, friends, choice of school, job……I SAW his spirit. I saw his radiance. I saw his ambition. I saw his sensitivity. I saw his desire to learn. I saw his vulnerability. I saw his need to relate. I saw his need to feel loved. I saw his hurt. I SAW HIS HEART.
I realized how much he is NOT his past. In turn, I realized how much I am not my past.
WE ARE NOT OUR PAST.
If ONLY we could SEE this. If ONLY those of us still hanging on, still feeling unworthy, still beating ourselves up for being imperfect, for being HUMAN, could SEE our own radiance the way another can. The way God{dess} can. The way the Universe, Divine Intelligence can….The way those who truly love us can.
Until then, we’ll never really know who we are. Until we forgive ourselves we’ll NEVER be able to be who we are. We’re too busy judging, defining, categorizing, and comparing. WE are the death of ourselves. WE are what kills our spirit.
You are radiant and beautiful and so, so perfect and you don’t even realize it. You SAY you do. But, Do you? Do you Love YOU? Love YOU
I love you. I see your radiance. I see your light. And when I, when WE, can’t see another’s Light & Radiance, let that be our reminder that we have forgotten to see our own.
~Sat Nam-aste, J-Ma