you are born to be, to wish you could shed a part of yourself that is really what makes you so “you”,is just unbearable to me. To see a sensitive,feel so much pain or embarrassment about a part of themselves crushes my heart. It creates separation from your true self. Separation creates suffering. I want to make it stop.
Because I get it. I’ve been in the sensitive trenches all my life.
I was the one who used to wish that part of me would just “go away”. I wanted to just “be normal”. I was convinced that my sensitivity was what held me back my entire life, made me different and weird, made me cry when I didn’t want to cry –but I couldn’t help myself. The tears would bubble up no matter how hard I tried to fight them.
I felt things deeply. Mostly I felt misunderstood. That’s when the tears hurt. What I really wanted to change was feeling that way. I wanted to fit in, to belong, to feel understood. I wanted to be accepted.
I didn’t know what I didn’t know. I was busy looking “out there”for something I didn’t know I had to create for myself. I missed what was right inside of me. Everything I wanted, the acceptance, the freedom, the love,had to come “from me, not to me”.
When I stopped trying to fit in with “them” and “their standards”, worrying what “they” thought and started focusing on me,what I wanted,doing what made me happy, everything changed.
I liberated my control. I stopped fixating on my sensitivity as a problem, as something I was “stuck with”,and focused on how I wanted to feel and what I could do something about.
I embraced my sensitivity and focused on how it helped me and made me special. I realized it saved me many times, it helped me reach my goals faster and made life more meaningful when I tuned in and used it as my gift.
I stepped into my power. My hurtful tears turned into happy tears. That didn’t happen overnight but the more I practiced, the stronger I felt. I reclaimed my space in the world. I took ownership of my life and everything in it. I learned to love me for who I am.
And something amazing happened. Other sensitives took notice. I’d get messages that said,“I love your energy”and “I want to feel the way you do”.
Because they were tired, wore down, exhausted and wanted what I had. They were drawn to the message that you could activate the energy you wanted to feel, you could move through your life and not get dragged down by everyone and everything around you.
And that’s when it hit me –the vision –the message –the movement.
Sensitives Rising was born.
A wave of energy rushed through my body and I knew this was my mission: To help sensitives rise and be who they want to be, who they are born to be.
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