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Month: August 2010
Narcissist article & energy vampires
My Guides are teaching me the importance of spotting energy vampires. As an empath, these folks are our worst enemies. And to the energy vampires, we are like Thanksgiving feasts, so eager to step in and assist.
Read a good article by fellow sensitive, Judith Orloff, today. Narcissists are one form of energy vampires. I know how hard working with and loving one is, especially with no prior knowledge. She outlines some good suggestions on how to deal with folks with this issue.
And, big thank you to one reader who referred the following article inadvertantly:
http://www.suite101.com/content/what-are-pathological-liars-a132547
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Empathic warnings
What if our bodies warn us ahead of time when an event or situation won’t be good for us? And what if we’ve been ignoring this inner barometer all along?
Recently, I had to drive to such a situation late in the night. I was pretty tired to begin with after a long day and after being on a “mom” schedule for five years I wasn’t used to staying up late! (I know, I know, pretty sad). I’ve driven quite a bit at night and don’t have the vision I wish I had, but it is still doable.
Driving over to the destination the first thing that happened was a deep feeling of dread followed by a stomach ache. (Sensitive folks, take note! Our stomachs are like built-in radars). I couldn’t throw off the feeling or the anxiety I was feeling. So preoccupied with my feelings, I missed my exit on the highway, something I’ve never done before! Halfway to Phoenix I went into a panic. I almost experienced a full-fledge panic attack but remembered to deep breathe. I was dissociating, a little out of my body.
Somehow I managed to get back to my exit and to head over to where I was heading. Now, keep in mind there’s a fear/excited feeling vs. a dread/fear feeling. The second one is your warning that where you are heading won’t be a good fit. Turns out later, it was not. If I had only listened to my internal radar.
Oh, and to add, you should never feel in a situation, like the third man out, discounted, and a ignored, ever. We often rationalize that we need to stay in these situations to learn something, or endure to be a good person, etc. But I am realizing that this is untrue. These feelings are pointing you to the exit door.
What if we are a different sort of animal?
How much of our lives are spent trying to fit into others’ concepts of who we are or should be, when we are a different animal altogether.
What if there is a map inside of us of where to go?
I’m re-reading Martha Beck’s FINDING YOUR OWN NORTH STAR. She talks of the signs you experience when you are moving away from your essential self and more towards your social self. I’ve experienced this phenomenon recently when I tell myself I have to do something. Nothing seems to work out on that path.
In the next chapter she talks of signs where we are heading toward our own north star and the clues to find which way that is.
If I list the times in the last few months when I felt that passionate rush build inside me these are the inner directions or map:
- I loved the recent ghost tour I took with the Wild Boomer Women meetup group. I wasn’t as interested in the history speeches as I don’t think I learn that way–audibly. I’m visual and hand-on. During long speeches, I actually exhibit very ADD-like symptoms, with some part of my body moving in some way. It’s been a long time since I felt that much excitement and energy moving through my body as we walked the streets of Jerome and the old high school. I was living one of my passions, registering energy, picking up the stories.
- I love Project Runway and I am not ashamed to say so. Seeing the textures, the colors, the designing process, all fill my head with such joy. (Ignoring the obvious nasty cattiness.) Not since the Ghost hunter’s series have I been so completely addicted to television.
- Spending time with my animals. Last night I fell asleep to Sarah putting her sweet beagle head on my stomach and Emma Lou snuggled close next to me on the other side of me. It was a bit on the warm side, but I felt so completely loved, important, and wanted. Pure bliss. I used to love doing professional animal communication when the animal was in front of me and we could literally roll around the floor as we “talked.” No wonder why I burn-out when I switched to all phone readings.
- Writing my blog. What better way to teach what I have learned than to tell my stories.
- I finally got to sit in my yard yesterday. It’s been terribly hot or terribly rainy lately. My squash plant is huge and overflowing. There’s new flowers coming up everywhere. When I am in Nature, I feel myself again. I am also in awe. There is so much to see. So much to explore.
What do all these have in common? For my essential self, being hands-on–seeing, feeling, being with–is my bliss. Anything more removed will only make me unhappy.
Where have you seen even the small glimpses of your inner passion, and therefore, your essential self peeking through? What is the common thread between the clue? There’s your map.
Science vs. Psychic
I have this analytical part of me. I love to take apart a puzzle and put it back together again in my mind. Usually I can see what the missing piece is in a situation, and have an idea how to fix it. I need to see it or experience it to believe. This is the science part of me. I think also, it may be a Capricorn trait. We love the structures and rebuilding things.
The other part of me is the sensitive/psychic part. I’m a walking barometer of what is happening around me. I pick up a ton of information, not all of which is helpful to me. This part is very emotional and feeling-oriented. It involves believing the impossible sometimes. I just know what I know. It seriously pisses off the other part.
I am realizing that many of my experiences in life have had the purpose of finding balance for my two sides. When Foxy the wonderdog was very ill (her story is in this blog), I was furious at the veterinarians for not hearing any of the psychic information I was getting of what Foxy needed. They didn’t hear me when I got info that might have been illogical, but true. She sure looked like she was dying at that time, but everything I “heard” was that she would be just fine.
I’ve had many, many clients that had their animals misdiagnosed by veterinarians because things appeared one way, but were another,or they even refused to see the obvious or to look closer, and psychically I picked up information that saved those animals’ lives. There’s that balance again.
And yet, I’ve met healers who thought their beliefs and spiritual healing would save and heal their illnesses when they ignored medical science that was truly needed at the time. It’s like trying to treat schizophrenia or bipolar disease with only a past life regression. Or diabetes with Reiki healing alone. Without insulin, that body support, how can you survive?
When I wrote the Fairy School, I went into the experience as more of a scientist exploring hands-on how I felt making and working with flower essences and Nature. I read all I could, researched and learned the science, and then I blended my psychic impressions and learnings. I was bit in the butt several times when I went too much in one direction, not researching proper information on the how-to’s of making essences, more noticably, making essences from poisonous plants.
I am convinced that most veterinary schools need to offer classes in animal communication. Most psychic training needs to includes a psychology foundation. There needs to be that balance to be fully prepared and effectual. Without one or the other, it’s just missing pieces in the full puzzle.
Thought of the day
You can’t live someone else’s lessons.
Ear ringing
I’ve experienced this many times. I’m deep in a conversation and then a blast of ringing in my ears. In a recent workshop I took with Charles Virtue and Tina Daly, I learned this was a way our Angels give us a little heads-up. I have also found there are other reasons behind this phenomenon:
- Could be physical, so always check this out first. Food allergies, sinus trouble, etc., can cause this, but if the ringing is pretty isolated and you have a feeling to check in, probably a helper visiting.
- When a spirit is nearby trying to get my attention, my ear will ring. For awhile, I had a psychic shorthand with my departed dogs. Foxy would ring my left ear, and Lilibeth my right. Foxy has been around a great deal helping loved ones, so my right ear has been very noisy. If I see blinks of light with the ringing, then I am pretty sure that’s someone’s Guides around them.
- Ear ringing can also predict a download of information. Pay attention.
So when in doubt, just tune in.
Did you know Mediums are from the devil?
A few weeks back I was informed by my father-in-law in my estranged family, that God hated mediums and this is quoted clearly in the bible. At the time, Bill was trying to relay a message I had received from a fellow medium at a workshop I took part in from his brother. The goal was to allay his Dad’s fears and give comfort by providing some answers. Instead, the man attacked the messenger.
I think about most sensitive children who notice the elephant in the room and are punished for it. This was my role most of my life. (I remember distinctly a time when I informed my mother that a guest was mad and upset when I was told this was incorrect. My mother was repeatedly embarassed by my observations, which always turned out accurate.) It’s not easy “seeing” what others don’t want you to see. But I do know that God made me this way. I’ve seen the gift as it is when I help others in their paths and brought clarity, the times I’ve saved animals’ lives with missing pieces of important information, and brought comforting messages from loved ones who weren’t really lost afterall. No, I am not serving the devil or talking to bad spirits like on television. Real, healthy good has come out of these gifts. My God is all about unconditional love and what I aspire to be one day. My God loves me and knows who I am with no judgement, and sees my gifts as what he/she gave me to help humanity.
Most sensitives grew up unaccepted for being different. It hurts when the unacceptance is not for your beliefs, but an attack on who you are. That is always about the other person’s failings–their own inner spaces they don’t want to see. (And their walls to loving).
Long ago, I had a dream that I was selling balloons to blind people, and I was pretending to be like them, blind as well. I can’t do that anymore. I will share my gifts with those who want to see and therefore, who I can assist. They are the ready ones. The rest will have different teachers, and many are not loving. And as for the unacceptance, I no longer want or need support that doesn’t accept me–all of the pieces that make up me.
What if there is no map?
I have a recurring anxiety dream. It usually looks like me on stage and expecting to perform without knowing the lines and having the script. I have a long history of enjoying being on the stage performing, so it only makes sense my mind would use this metaphor image to get the anxiety message across. Being unprepared is a common lament for sensitive people. I read somewhere that introverts need plenty of preparation and time before they “perform” out in the world.
Many of my friends and family are finding themselves thrown into the world without the benefit of a script or map. Lives are turned upside down, people are dying and leaving the planet, and foundations are crumbling. What was up is down, and vice versa.
My Guides had given me the message that the world has lost its shield while at the same time, we are all evolving and changing at such a fast rate and the foundations are breaking down, it’s amazing we all don’t have vertigo!
So, what if the rules are all changing?
I remember long ago how I used to work. Set goals, create a vision, and then climb that mountain. I’d “make” it happen. Well, I thought I did. I usually fell short when I did this method. There was usually a lot of headaches and a great deal of pushing. Now that things are changing so fast, we are forced to live moment to moment.
The other day I had the most success simply following my inner guidance…you guessed it, moment to moment. I found myself among friends, giving readings in a situation I had no idea I would be doing, creating real positive change for the folks in front of me. Now, I didn’t blindly jump into this. That morning I said some prayers asking for community, for folks I could help so I could use my gifts, and to feel that deep appreciation. The day was a win-win and an immediate answer to a prayer. I just listened after asking, and then did the actions I felt really pulled to do. Miraculously, there was no pushing, just a great deal of trust to just jump onto the stage.
It’s hard to change. It’s hard to switch a dynamic of how you do things. It feels a bit like always writing with my right hand, and now I need to use my left. I feel awkward and fumbly. I’ll probably resort to using my right hand when I feel most uncomfortable, my handwriting may even change, but hopefully, I will get used to the new way of doing things.
Next time: What the wrong direction feels like.
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