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Being a Seer

Monday, October 3rd, 2011

This weekend, among the client appointments and workshops I facilitated in Portland, I had a moment of coming face to face with my own abilities. I think that most of us have a hard time admitting what we are good at, acknowledging our strengths and our gifts, recognizing our uniqueness. We ask someone else to help us craft a resume because we don’t know what to say about ourselves, and we list only the “how-to” skills needed under each official job title.

I’m certainly one of those number on most days. And because of my willingness to deny my own unique strengths, I almost avoided becoming a Life Coach, and developing my gifts as a Seer, all together. What a loss that would have been– for mySelf, and for the people I work with. This weekend, just for an hour, I saw my gifts through someone else’s eyes. And then I had to face my fears, because what I saw scared me.

I’m at a point in my development where I am so grateful for the gifts, skills, and experiences that have contributed to my life and my lifepath. My responsibility is to keep growing, keep healthy, and use what I know, what I see, and what I am capable of doing and undoing, respectfully and with great integrity. It’s a level of responsibility that worries me. I’m only human, after all. And I sometimes make mistakes.

You see, I’m at a point where I can sit in sacred space with a client, and tell them about their own life challenges, the physical and emotional issues they’re still dealing with, the energy blocks and personal strengths they exhibit, and I offer insights about what they can do about it all. Sometimes, I see this deeply into people who aren’t even in the room with us– demystifying my client’s relationships and unfinished business with the dead, and with people who live in other parts of the world (including the partner who just stayed home to watch TV tonight). Sometimes I know what a person needs to hear so that they can stop the old unhealthy tapes in their head, and see the beauty of their world as it really is. I actually carry a box of kleenex with me to appointments these days, because the people I work with are facing deep life-shifts and deep healing and deep pain. They cry. A cleansing rain of tears that nourishs new and healthy growth in their lives.

For me, this is my lifepath. It’s what I do and who I am, and it’s a normal part of my daily life. It just is. I just am. But for the woman who stayed after the workshop this weekend, and asked me what I could See when I looked at her… She was grateful for what I could tell her, but it scared her and shook her that my Sight and my connection to All-That-Is was so strong. She’d never encountered anything like my gift before. She’d never been Seen so clearly.

I don’t want to be scary. I don’t want to be a frightening person, kept at arm’s length and watched like some changeling in human form. Coming face-to-face with the reality of how different my abilities are, and how wonderfully healing and powerful, and how frightening… It was hard for me to see that. To acknowledge it.

And so when the woman and her friend opened their wide eyes at me, and said “You are so amazing! I can’t believe anyone can do that! It was amazing, what you saw! How could you know any of that?!” … and I looked at them in bemusement and said, “Huh. I guess it was kind of amazing.” They just laughed at me and hugged me, that I could not know how wild and shattering and insanely unique my Sight is. “Kind of!” they laughed at my apparent understatement. And I smiled back, accepting that my normal is not really that normal. Safe Space. For me and for them. I don’t want to be a monster.

I just want to be a healing presence in the world.
And I encourage you– look at the reality of your many skills, strengths, and gifts. You are wonderful and unique, too. Embrace what is normal for you– because I gaurantee that someone else finds what you can do completely outside their experience. Respect yourself. Value yourself. And recognize just how much you have to offer the world. It would be such a loss to the world if you kept your best Self hidden away because you were too afraid of admitting your gifts to develop them.

Be Well.

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On Respect

Saturday, March 5th, 2011

It’s been a while since my last post! Whoops! End-of-term studying is very distracting.

Last night, I lay awake thinking about respect, integrity, and power. Those three things have a very complex intersection in my life. I feel strongly that just because I CAN know personal things about someone doesn’t mean I have the right to know those things. To this point, I’ve tried not to “see” inside the people who have not yet given me permission to read them. It’s a matter of respect, and of integrity.

But yesterday I realized that I don’t really have a choice about seeing or not seeing. It’s more like being in the women’s locker room at rush-hour. We all respect each other’s privacy by pretending not to to see anything below the neck. I pretend to myself that I can’t see all the experiences, emotions, and understandings that make each person’s life story to this point. I pretend not to see the threads in their life tapestry and the knowledge that will unlock their true potential for joy and well-being in the world.

The challenge I now face is that my power of “sight” keeps getting stronger. It’s almost impossible, now, not to acknowledge what I see. I react to the people around me AS THEY ARE, and not just to the parts of their persona (the mask) that they’re actually intentionally presenting to the world. And I struggle with that because my integrity demands that people have a right to privacy. I want to respect the boundary each person has drawn. And I’m afraid that soon I won’t be able to see where those boundaries are.

And yet, my goal is always to respect the individual, to offer healing, and to provide tools and knowledge appropriate for each of us to heal ourselves and uncover our own authentic abundance. My empathic/psychic ability allows me to offer those things. My personal life experience and skills give me the tools to offer them accessibly and with compassion. The strength of my “sight” makes it nearly impossible not to reach out to those in need. And yet, I feel it is disrespectful to see, and to reach out, when I haven’t been asked.

I’d appreciate your support on this. What are the ethics of being an empathic healer? How do you manage all the things that you know, and that the people around you don’t want to hear? If you knew that your strongest ability was desperately needed in the world, but that using it would make a lot of people uncomfortable around you, what would you do?

With deep respect,
Be Well.

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