The secret’s out – you’re psychic.
Everyone is psychic! Isn’t that a scary thought? What if every person you encountered throughout your day could sense, or “read” your energy? I hate to tell you, but people are reading your energy all the time – just as you’re reading everyone else. You might get a gut feeling, an instinct, or just a “knowing” about certain things, certain people, or places. You’re reading, or sensing, energy.Asking for it.
Recently, I read a woman who was having trouble with some anger in her life. She just felt angry all the time. At people, at events, at her child, even at her pet. Here’s the kicker – she had no idea why she was so angry. Everything in her life was fine. But she had tried everything, and she just couldn’t make her anger go away.
In the reading, I found an energy picture that went something like this: She was a kid at Christmas, and in front of her was a mound of presents. Each one was fine. They were nice gifts. She was happy with them. But there were other kids all around her opening up their gifts, and their gifts were awesome! New, high tech toys. Fancy Barbie dream houses. All sorts of things that seemed magical and exciting. In this picture, she was angry and pouty and sad. She wanted what everyone else was getting! She wanted magic!
Upon a deeper look, it became clear that in this picture (and therefor her life) she had given up her right to ask for what she wanted. In fact, she had deferred to her parents to decide “what she was going to get for christmas” for her. And it’s not that the things she’d been given – or the life they had picked for her – was bad, or wrong. In fact it was quite nice. But it wasn’t what she would have picked for herself. She wanted something different; something more.
You see, her parents wanted her to be safe, and to be happy. They had the best of intention. They chose some nice toys for her. It was the best way they knew how to provide those things for her life. And it’s not that they were wrong or cruel or wanted to take advantage of her – but as she grew into the woman she is today, those things have become less relevant. They have become less of what she would pick for herself. She felt guilty for wanting something different or more when what she had been given – what was decided she should have – was so nice. Who was she to ask for more or different when so many people had so little? Who was she to say no to her parents ideas of what her life should be like? This was the genesis of the anger that had been afflicting her. Guilt of being unhappy, and for wanting more control on her “Christmas gift list.”
When I asked her what in her life she would change if she had the freedom to do so, without consideration for what anyone else would think or say to her, she quickly replied – “everything.”
I told her she’s got a lot of work to do, then.
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