Ever since young, i’d pick up energy from my environment that others couldn’t see. I could tell the present atmosphere from walking into a room, almost feeling like a boulder being dropped on me. Experiencing occult beings, feelings aside from the physical realm, but not understanding how to express this in a tangible way.
As I grew older, I shun this part of myself because it made no apparent sense to me. To feel this deeply, but be unable to express to those around me what I understood, felt like an endless curse.
The journey to loving myself and how I interpret everything around me, with a critical eye that is to no fault of my own but a byproduct of my previous lives, has been long and hard. I am finally getting to a place where I can accept these parts of myself and use them to guide me instead of deter me. Accepting this internal truth and finally working with it has taken me to dimensions that transcend what I can consciously express.
These are just some things that I needed to get off my chest. It is the reason why the mundane has never interested me, it is the reason why my physical body and experience is only the beginning of my reality.
How do you work this thing? 