Empaths and the Shadow – Overcoming Darkness by Creating Light

Empaths and the Shadow – Overcoming Darkness by Creating Light

Hi dear friends and followers. Today I wish to share with you another  instalment on Empathy,  thank you very much for visiting my blog  and I hope you enjoy today's entry. The notes in orange are my own comments 
By Michael Robert Smith

Empaths understand, as walkers between worlds, the polarities of Darkness and Light.

Note: I could not have come up with a better description as that above. It is much like being in the shades of grey between light and darkness, at times. I do not allow myself to be sucked into the dark as much as I use to, but I do find myself in the shades of grey from time to time. I believe this is only human, but we need to learn better how to control how not to not allow ourselves to be sucked into the depths of the darkness.

Every single thought carries energy that affects ourselves as empaths and others. Empaths know and understand this unlike any other individuals, because we take the brunt of other people’s negativity. We feel it in our own energy fields.

Empaths often will hear the very not-so-nice words and literally experience the not-so-nice energy that has been created by others. The mere act of walking into a chaotic restaurant or department store is all that it takes (thus, empaths avoid crowded places like the plague).

Negative energy stays around. If left unchecked, it will accomplish its mission of advancement of the Darkness. One simple negative thought will linger unless we recant those words and take responsibility for our own karmic negativity.

Note: Be careful what you are thinking especially in an instance of anger. Those angry thoughts can be transmitted to another and what ever the thoughts were that were transmitted will come back to you in equal karma. 
If we do not face the Shadow side and learn to become friends with it, then we will never learn to grow past it, nor be of any real help to others. The shadow side is an invitation to create Light. It can NEVER be changed or altered by merely ignoring it or by running away (which empaths tend to be very good at). The Shadow and Darkness are strong signals that we need to do everything in our power to Create Light.

Note: very true. One can transmute that darkness to a useful
purpose by learning what the nature of the situation is and converting it to a useful purpose. Like for example an action that goes towards helping another soul who is in need.

The goal of the work I do is to teach empaths to be better Light Creators. It is our responsibility to ourselves and to others. Creating Light is done through pure prayer, patience, and finding others who are stronger on which to temporarily rely. We cannot accomplish our Collective task as humans and as empaths unless we help each other. That means asking for help when you know you need it – putting aside your ego. I struggled for many years by myself in isolation, thinking that I had to do it all myself. Only when I dropped that belief did I receive the help that I needed, and get to a place where I now am thriving and not a victim anymore.
It’s my belief that empaths have asked for this experience, and here we are Now with a job to do. Accumulated negativity (otherwise known as Karma) is never altered unless we have a stronger Light energy to absorb it and transmute it. Thus, the power of prayer and intention.

Prayer from a pure and humble heart is strong enough to erase and diminish any negative energy. However, many times it will take years to be enough to overcome the Darkness. This is the not-so-fun aspect of Karma, and of being an empath, sucking up everyone else’s negativity. And yet with patience, it WILL be overcome. That is a Universal truth.

I write these words to offer you encouragement to endure and persevere over whatever hardships that are currently Testing you. There is nothing that is strong enough to break you, unless you let it. And if you let it, then you may just get to come back into an earthly body again and do it all over again, until you get it right. 

Note: Or elsewhere if not here, as I believe there are quantum realities

Go for broke this time. You’re an empath with a job to do.

Face your shadow – clean yourself up. And most importantly, ask for help! This time, let’s all get it right!

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✿ڰۣ❤In Loving Light from the Fairy Lady❤ڰۣ✿

Do We Ever Really Know Anyone?

Do We Ever Really Know Anyone?
by Lorna Tedder · in Relationships

Hi dear friends and followers. Today I would like to share more on empathy with you. The captions in orange are my own comments. I am pleased you are here and thank you for visiting my blog   

When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.” – Friedrich Nietzsche

When I was very young, I believed it was possible to know a person—really know them—after only a few weeks, or maybe even after only a few nights spent sitting up talking passionately about who we were and who we wanted to be. It was confusing to me that some of those relationships lasted and some didn’t. Even more confusing was when seemingly perfect marriages and beautiful friendships broke up amid horrible rumors. It was, of course, easier to side with the member of the couple that I knew better and assume the other was the one who was lying or at fault or truly the awful person, only now being revealed.

Note: this has been my experience for a good many years of my life. I was to open to people and opened to many people I thought I could trust that later use my dark secrets against me.

Then after having been burned so many times I learned to keep to myself. Today I find it hard to trust anyone except for a very few exceptions. It is true, there are very few you can come to really know, no matter how deep you emotions go you can not detect a person's deeper motives. 

A decade or so later, I began to find myself as the one who was painted as someone I’m not by people who didn’t know me well…and I was appalled. This has happened a number of times now and I’ve never been not appalled. But I’ve learned, through the years, that even people you think you know can hold surprises, deep surprises. Ones that you never know until you reach a level of commitment to the friendship or relationship. And, even then, years pass. The startling fact to me is that most of these people, no matter how close we were in the course of our relationship, were ones I didn’t really fully know or understand until the relationship split apart.

 Sometimes it split apart with some new revelation and we mended our fences, came together again. In some cases, those relationships have become stronger and still endure. Others, I continue to discover more about who they really are and, more importantly, who they really were during the course of our relationship. Things I never understood then, things that were gaping holes between us that were filled with assumptions, half-truths, sometimes out-and-out lies because at least one of us was not able to look into the abyss, as Nietzsche would call it, and see what was really there.

I often find myself thinking about one of my best friends from many years ago, one with whom I was never able to mend the broken relationship.

Though for a long, long time I was open to it.

Usually, the first people we really know—warts and all—are family. And they usually have no choice but to stick with us because they’re family. They love us anyway. Maybe hate us, too. I saw this in my own family–the unlovable people that I loved anyway–but sometimes could not maintain a relationship with because they were too toxic to be around.

So, of all the best friends, romantic relationships, and other close ones I have held dear to me throughout my life, this particular best friend was the first non-family member that I felt I really knew to her core. It was not who she was at her core that made me end the relationship, but rather, actions that she took that were hurtful to me. I still, to this day, am open to reconnecting with her if she could restrain herself from doing or saying things to me that are hurtful. Until she can do that, there is no place in my life for her. I have to protect myself.

Note: I have such a long standing friend, I still hold her dear in my heart like a mother would hold her child close to her heart. It hurts deeply to have someone you have known for over a decade, fade out of your life and not knowing the reason why. There is nothing outstandingly major I can think of that brought on the split, I am left completely in the dark as to the reason why. I am either missing something in this picture or I am more dense than I thought when it comes to empathy. 

I really knew her, though. All of it. All her fears, all her angers, all her darkness. I knew it all and loved her anyway. Other than her immediate family–parents, husband, children, siblings–no one knew the real her. All of us who were family and like family loved her unconditionally but, one by one, she drove each of us as far away as we could get and still be in her presence. Some, even further than that. The person our community saw and thought they knew was shiny, perpetually happy, wise, a mother figure to everyone she came in contact with, helpful, comforting, a wonderful advisor and listener. 

This was the mask she put on every day when she walked outside of her house. Even people she’d been friends with for decades didn’t know what was behind the mask. She knew me at that time better than anyone ever had in my life. Knew me better than my mother. Knew me better than my husband. I will say that my last best friend knew me far better, though I didn’t know him as well at the time as I had thought. That came only later.

My friendship with this particular woman was probably the only relationship in my life that we’d both been completely open with the other about everything. I’ve tried that in relationships since and, although I thought I knew the other person entirely, I really didn’t. Not until later and much of it wouldn’t have mattered later. But again, it was actions, not personality that caused that rift.

There is something so utterly freeing about being able to be open with another person about all the things you keep hidden from the rest of the world. I’ve often said that I live my life as an open book with few to no secrets and I do. I share a lot of things publicly that others would consider private. But never the things that truly hurt me or even the things that give me the greatest joy. Those are the things I keep private. Things that I share only with someone that I am that close to or committed to. Regardless of the nature of the relationship. Regardless of the balm to our wounds that that kind of love and closeness can be.

Note: Confidants, fortunately I have two of them in my life, they are worth more to me then all the jewels in the world 

Most of us never really open up that much to anyone else. The things I share publicly are in the past, even if in the very recent past like yesterday or earlier today. Things that I’ve already said and done. But the things that I fear most, the dark places I have yet to go on my own, those I keep for myself…and maybe one or two other people. Like everyone else, I have my secrets and I do tend to keep them very close. Opening up like that requires one to be completely vulnerable and at the whim of someone else’s trustworthiness. There is no guarantee of trust, no matter what the relationship calls itself, that ensures that the other people, in a moment of rage or pain, will not use your own secrets as ammunition against you.

The saddest thing of all is that even though we may know the freedom and unconditional love of being completely open about who we are with someone, once that is betrayed, we are even less likely to be willingly vulnerable again. And so, for most of our lives, we really never know someone else because we never let them really know us.

That’s something I fight against every day: staying open and, with the right people, willing to be vulnerable. Whether they come into my life as friends or much, much more.

Note: Mostly my friends are on the web

They are dear to me as much as anyone outside my door

These last few months, for me, have been a time of going dark. Not in a bad or evil sense, but in the sense of cutting off communication. I share very little now with the public, with acquaintances, with colleagues, with my outer circle of friends about certain aspects of my life. Mainly because painful things in my past, that I do speak of on occasion, have been used against me by colleagues with motives at cross purposes to mine.

Then again, keeping certain aspects of my life closely guarded is not the same as not allowing myself deeper friendships with specific people. I’m very picky in who I reveal what to. And, sometimes, when I reveal a particular fear or deep pain from my childhood, the other person runs. Or, they noticeably find my dreads to be laughable or they decide I’m not worth getting to know better. And all that is well and good because it’s time I won’t waste with people who aren’t interested in knowing the real me. I

t’s all worth it because, every now and then, I stumble across someone new who hears my dark confessions and says, “Welcome home.”

Note: So true

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✿ڰۣ❤In Loving Light from the Fairy Lady❤ڰۣ✿

Two poems for you my firend

Two poems for you my friends

Hi dear friends and followers. Today I have 'two poems composed by me' for you to enjoy. Thank you so much for visiting my blog, I love seeing you here. 

Soul Healing

Composed by me +Cindy Groulx 

Soaring on high my soul is lifted,

weaving along like a leaf in the wind.

Winding through silence between my dreams,

it is in the land of peaceful repose.

There I am lost in blissful tranquility, 

As my soul drifts with clouds in a pale blue sky;

The breeze is becalmed as it comes to rest

on the grassy shore of a placid stream;

like a mirror it glistens and sparkles in sunlight.

From the things unseen my earthly shell has learned life.

I rest here to heal my souls bruises and wounds.

A prisoner of pain I am no more;

I live and breathe in the peace of the forest,

of this beautiful place where souls come to rest.

Once Upon A Magical Forest

A short poem by me, +Cindy Groulx 

Within the green forest lies magic, 

A magic that lures you to go ever deeper,

and deeper into the the green of the trees.

So gentle and soft is its mossy, earthen floor,

as comfy as a featherbed as you lie upon it

and let the cares of your world dissolve away. 

Soon you are lulled into peaceful restfulness.

The sunlight warms and hugs your body gently;

you are safe once more, like in a mothers arms.

Your eyes grow heavy, unable to stay open

and you fall into the sweetest of daytime dreams. 

The hours pass and the shadows grow long

as day fades away and evening falls on the forest.

Night quietly comes, bringing her own visions to see.

The full moon bathes the forest floor

in its silver hue, extending twilight like magic,

a luminous cloak that covers the forest. 

Sparkles come out to play, 

dancing like a troupe of playful children

who are dancing to their own melody.

The warmth of the sun has left you a gift! 

The magic of the forest has come to life!

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"A real-life 21st century outlaw"

"A real-life 21st century outlaw"

Hi dear friends and followers, today I take you on a different journey, A legend thought by some as a folk hero a modern day bandit. Thank you very much for visiting my blog

Barefoot Bandit exposed as capture brings joy and dismay

Photograph shows Colton Harris-Moore, shackled and shoeless, taken into custody in Bahamas after two years on the run

Ed Pilkington New York

guardian.co.uk, Monday 12 July 2010

A barefoot Colton Harris-Moore is escorted by police to Nassau, Bahamas, yesterday. Photograph: Felipe Major/AP

The photograph shows a tall, slightly gangly teenager with short brown hair stooping over as he is led into custody by officers of the Bahamas police force with his arms handcuffed behind his back. It takes a second look before the most interesting detail of the picture emerges: his legs are shackled around the ankles, and – most poignantly – his feet are bare.

The image of the chained bare feet, transmitted by news agencies around the world, is the one that Colton Harris-Moore has spent more than two years trying to avoid. Dubbed the "Barefoot Bandit", he has been on the run since April 2008, leading the FBI on a merry dance across at least five American states, suspected of breaking into scores of houses and stealing aeroplanes and motor boats along the way.

His epic journey took him from Washington state, where he was brought up, through Canada, Idaho, Montana, South Dakota, Nebraska and Indiana before he allegedly took an illicit plane ride to the Bahamas. Federal agents tracked him with heat-seeking devices, sniffer dogs and helicopters, but Harris-Moore kept one barefoot step ahead, leaving behind him bills amounting to at least $3m in alleged theft and property damage.

The hunt had a dramatic ending. Bahamas police had been on to him for several days after he was spotted on security cameras appearing to steal food from restaurants, but despite a $10,000 reward, it was thought the trail had gone cold. Then, in the small hours of Sunday morning, a security guard at a marina on Harbour Island spotted a tall youth with a knapsack and a gun idling around the boats. He gave chase. Harris-Moore took off, shouting, "They're after me. They're after me. They're going to kill me!"

The teenager gave the guard the slip, roaring off on a 30-foot speed boat that was moored at the marina. Police were alerted and closed in, first shooting out the engine of the boat, which ran aground, and then encircling him.

Harris-Moore reportedly held the gun he was carrying to his head and threatened suicide, but was talked out of it. He also threw his laptop and an iPhone into the water, though they were later recovered and will be used in compiling the case against him. He is now in custody in Nassau, the capital of the Bahamas, and is likely to be brought before a court tomorrow. Several American states are expected to press for his extradition.

News of his arrest was greeted with glee and dismay. The residents of Camano Island, a retirement retreat near Seattle where Harris-Moore grew up, were ecstatic. "He was a thief who violated all of our senses of security in our homes, our businesses," Laurie Flickner, the owner of Elger Bay Grocery & Cafe, raided several times by the teenager, told the Los Angeles Times.

The dismay was expressed largely by his supporters on the internet, who see him as a persecuted latter-day hero. His Facebook fan page, where he is described as a "real-life 21st century outlaw", has 76,223 members and counting.

His mother, Pamela Kohler, who still lives on Camano Island, said: "I am very relieved that Colt is now safe. It has been over two-and-a-half years since I have seen him, and I miss him terribly."

There is little doubt that contracts are being finalised for the Barefoot Bandit book, to be followed by the movie.

They will recall how he came from a deprived background, brought up in a caravan on Camano; how his father left the family when he was two; and how he committed his first burglary aged 12.

They will show how he allegedly broke into houses to steal food and clothes, in bare feet, and how sometimes he would even taunt law enforcers by drawing feet in chalk on the floors of the crime scene. They will recall how he taught himself to fly – with internet manuals, it is thought – and how he is said to have stolen at least four planes, the most recent a Cessna that he allegedly took in Indiana and which he used to make the 1,000 mile trip to the Bahamas.

And they will re-enact how he crash-landed on 5 July in a marsh in the Bahamas island of Abaco. But then Harris-Moore always was better at taking off than landing.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2010/jul/12/barefoot-bandit-arrest-reaction

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Creation, Life, and Living

Creation, Life, and Living

Hi dear friends and followers. This posting I share with you today was published a few years ago and included comments to one of my friends on the Internet.

I believe that all living things in the universe are as one in spirit. Now I have a theory of my own which could be spiritual in nature as well science based.

Why are we here? Why are we to suffer so? Let me ask you a question. On a universal scale, what would the chance be for me to be here? On a scale so immense, life is but a flicker of light which could occur anywhere in said universe.

Before this flicker occurred, what if what we are to be was already predestined? That’s a hard one for us to accept because we are free will beings. I would prefer to think that life as predestined as it is in our DNA code. The DNA of all living things is already programmed to be what it is. Free will comes after our birth into life. We, as human beings, were the ones who chose what we are to experience here on earth. All has a reason, and all goes as it is meant to go. We decide what will be as we go, making choices of our free will.

But what about a pattern or the reason for why we are here? Well, this is where I believe that along the way we have tests that we must undergo before we can graduate to wherever it is we go to next. I believe It can be a place of indescribable beauty and comfort or a very bad place. Again, the destination is our choice to make. Do you not think that someone who suffers much, and not by their choice, has a special place in the hereafter?

We are not omnipotent, but we can do our best with the tools we are given. I believe that each step that I take, if done with the best of intention, caring, and compassion for others, will help to determine what we are creating for ourselves in this life. After all, our greatest desire is to realize our best, true, and full selves. This need is so strong that we might even relinquish our lives before we would violate our true selves.

I think self-realization it is a driving force that propels us forward, but I don't think of myself as being driven any longer. It is not that I am immune to this force. I believe that what I am now is merely the final product of what I sought from within myself from the beginning.

Many are blinded or led astray by the illusion and false promises of materialism. A current mantra is, “The one who dies with the most toys wins.” As I see it, to finally embrace the inner self and to be true to who we really are and not just accept the lie that confronts us every day when we step out the door of our homes, is the prize that we can win each day.

In the beginning there was only thought; then thought willed light in the darkness of the void. This light was the Big Bang where all that is today came forth from the ether of creation.

Is not all that came forth from the Big Bang still here somewhere in the multiverses? (Yes, I believe that there might be more than one universe. That depends upon the number of dimensions that there might be!) All released in the Big Bang remains at equilibrium. Neither matter nor energy can be made or destroyed, only reformed. That is one of the greatest miracles that universe allows us if we so desire it.

When I was a kid I was a loner most time, but I was never alone. Even to this day, I still have a very fruitful and vivid imagination where I can create my own magnificent worlds and, who knows, maybe someday one of them will manifest for me.

So just be what you feel is real to you. Invent your own two-spirited being and live it and it will manifest itself in your daily living.

I still love my sister, a very good friend I have known for many years on the internet and have met in person. She will always be my sister in my heart. May God Bless her soul and bring her peace.

My goodness, with all these rambling thoughts, I do hope I have answered some questions for you!

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✿ڰۣ❤In Loving Light from the Fairy Lady❤ڰۣ✿

Life’s Lessons

Life’s Lessons

Hi dear friends and followers. Today I would like to share with you some points on wisdom I have acquired over the years. Thank you for visiting my blog. 

 

1. You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours for the entire period this time around.

2. You will learn lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time
informal school called Life. Each day in this school you'll have the opportunity to learn lessons.You may like the lessons or think them as irrelevant and stupid

3.There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a process of
trial and error and experimentation.The "failed" experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiment that ultimately "works".

4.A lesson is repeated until learned. A lesson will be
presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can then go onto the next lesson.


Recognise the difference between beating a dead horse and perseverance in the light of hope.

5.Learning lessons does not end. There is no part of Life that does not contain lessons. If you are alive, there are lessons to be learned.

6."There" is no better place than "here". When your "there"
has become "here", you will simply obtain another "there" that will again , look better than "here".

7.Others are simply mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate
something about another person unless it reflects to you
something you love or hate about yourself.

8.What you make of your Life is up to you. You have all the
tools you and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.

9. Your answers lie inside you. The answers to Life's
questions lie inside you. All you need to do is look, listen,and trust. Pay close attention to your inner feelings for they are never wrong. If it doesn't feel right, it's not right, believe me, I learned this the hard way.

10. Will you forget all this?

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It's about time and infinity.

It's about time and infinity.

Hi dear friends and followers. Today I would like to share with you on the topic of time and infinity. Thank you very much for visiting my blog and enjoy the short essay.

We all have dreams as well as visions, some more vivid than others, like a true to life experience. 

I have had dreams, some truly pleasant dreams, as well as some pretty terrifying ones. I have even written stories based on some experiences in dreams. I believe that most writers get their material for book writing from dreams and visions

Some people whose career is attempting to understand time and space say that the past, the present, and the future exist simultaneously. That must be true because all of them exist within infinity that has no beginning or end, thus making time itself no more than a sideshow in infinity's theatre.

All that truly is reality is in this very moment, a heartbeat in eternity. This moment is when we make our choice to either move forward or backwards. I would choose to keep moving forward because forward is growth. Life is a test. We, as sensitives, were served an extra portion on our plates, more than most other folks. Owing to our instinct for survival and the process of evolution, intuitively we follow our destiny as people with senses attuned to much higher levels of perception.

Dr Einstein once said that there are infinite potentialities within the quantum realities, quantum meaning "many". We exist in that part of a realm or ocean of time where we can only touch infinity one heartbeat at a time. Hmmm, I wrote a short truism and it may be interesting to post it here.

So as we plod along on the path of life we learn and we grow, and I believe it is the growth that counts, ascending to our next mission in another reality. How many cycles of lives have we lived since the occurrence of the "Big Bang?" How long have we been here since the forming of the void as we see it today with the seed of life planted into fertile soils of a plethora of life supporting planets? So what are dreams made of, and from where are they born? Can you imagine all the lifetime memories that a soul can have amassed since the "Big Bang?"

We are not just the seed; we are also the essence of the seed. We are equally as much of the light as we are of matter and matter is only a temporary shell.

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✿ڰۣ❤In Loving Light from the Fairy Lady❤ڰۣ✿