Category: Empaths
Articles for and about empaths — the highly sensitive among us who feel what others feel, often without warning. These posts explore what it means to live as an empath, how to protect your energy, the everyday challenges and gifts of the work, and the deeper currents of empath identity that show up in real life and in fiction.
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My Cell Phone Is Haunted
My cell phone is at least 3 years old now. I’m sick of it, and I need a new one but I can’t decide on what I want and besides, who knows how long I’ll be in this area? But it does have my phonebook in it, which I don’t really want to switch over,…
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I’m the Best Thing That Could Happen to You
“I think,” The Treat said very slowly, considering every word, “that you’re an Alpha female…who doesn’t know she’s an Alpha female.” That one statement almost two years ago has turned out to be a pivotal moment in my life. I didn’t realize it then. I’m not certain I yet grasp the full extent of it…
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Future Flash
Every so often, I get one of those flashes of myself in the future. It’s usually of me doing something I can’t possibly reconcile at the moment. (Though I admit, the body swap sex flash? Oh, yeah, I’ve tried to resolve that one to see my guy’s face! Guess I’ll have to wait for empathy…
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The Cards Keep Moving
Just an update on the Tarot cards on the Light Altar…. The King of Wands and Lovers cards have moved again, once more since my post a couple of days ago. Same cards, same place. Tonight, I walked in after a meeting with my mentor and they were unmoved. Five minutes later, I opened the…
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Center of My Attention
This walk, on this evening, will change my focus by the time I get home, and I’ll spend the next few nights re-arranging furniture in a way that will be unlike most homes I know. It’s a beautiful night, and I’m alone under the night sky with a moon that’s hurriedly waxing to full. I…
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Not Everyone Likes a Resurrected Friend
“Bitch!” the man screams at me over the phone. “How could you do this to me?” Sometimes I wonder if I’m a walk-in. You know, one of those souls who comes in and takes over the body when the previous soul is just too tired to go on? Not that I think that I am,…
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Finding the Art Lover in Myself or Not
Interesting website someone sent me. It’s like an accident you can’t look away from because it’s everyday life. Nothing prettied up. Raw. Sad. Funny. Bizarre. Disturbing. The person who sent it to me wanted to warn me that I might find the animal gore offensive. I found so much more…upsetting…and at the same time,…
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The Oversoul
Part 2 of a look at last year’s shamanic journey, made for me by Kelley Harrell of www.soulintentarts.com, my reaction then, and my reaction now: In last year’s reading, Kelley introduced me to a new concept: the oversoul…. I am instantly led to Lorna’s Oversoul (collective of Lorna; soulgroup) and the number resonance I feel…
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Help for the Human Witch Bottle?
Last night, I didn’t dream any more of being a human witch bottle full of nails, but Christopher Penczak, one of my favorite newer authors in the Community, gave me a couple of insights. He’s done that before, and there’s something about my infrequent talks with him that usually yields a new epiphany. …
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Disturbing Dreams— the Human Witch Bottle
I don’t have bad dreams often anymore. Last night I had a warning one. I was a human witch bottle, nails working their way out through my skin, and the man in my dreams kept his black satchel close.
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The Cards Are Drawn, the Shaman Begins
Almost a year ago, Kelley Harrell of http://www.soulintentarts.com made a shamanic journey for me. (And do check her out!) I’d learned so much from her book, Gift of the Dreamtime and Kristin’s Madden’s The Shamanic Guide to Living and Dying, that I felt I needed more of this experience. Something else for…
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My Statues Are at It Again
Last year, my God and Goddess statues on the Light Altar moved on their own. Maybe it was the vibrations of foot traffic in the house, or maybe the house shook whenever a jet flew overhead or maybe they were possessed by Deity. Think what you will, but they moved throughout the year, turning at…








