Gifted

There’s something important that I came to the realization of not long ago. I’m an overly sensitive person and I always thought of it as a fault, a curse. But the more cruelty and hatred I see in the world the more I realize that my sensitivity is a gift. I care about people and my heart aches for them when they're going through despair. How is that a bad thing?

I tend to pick up on the energy of others and sometimes I feel their sadness. Usually I carry their sadness with me. Instead of it making me sad I need to learn how to use that energy and send them warm, loving energy to comfort them through the sadness.

This is such a revelation to me because I really did think this was a curse. I disliked this part of myself and wished I didn’t wear my heart on my sleeve. I’ve been looking at it the wrong way all this time. It really is a gift, to be able to love others freely and send them exactly what they need. That, my friend, is a beautiful gift that I never realized I had.

What gifts do you have that you once felt were a burden?

Hugs,