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“Everything I experience hits me deep, raw, and intense. As an empath, I feel the energy of myself and others. As I age, this ability only grows deeper and stranger.”
― Sylvester McNutt III ―
“As a highly sensitive person, I can sense your mood from a mile away. Don’t try to hide it. You’re not fooling me.”
― Tracy M. Kusmierz ―
“Highly sensitive beings suffer more but they also love harder, dream wider and experience deeper horizons and bliss. When you’re sensitive, you’re alive in every sense of this word in this wildly beautiful world. Sensitivity is your strength. Keep soaking in the light and spreading it to others.’”
— Victoria Erickson ―
Amsterdam - Tweede Boomdwarsstraat
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>> They say its not hard to be kind..so why don't you be ?
Make someone's day , before you decide to ruin it . Put a smile on they faces , instead of tears. Be kind. Be an empath . Be human. Stop hurting each other.
Spread love , instead of hate.
Words can hurt , more than physical violence , you can push someone to do unimaginable things. So stop ! Let's fight against bullies , cyber bullies , do that together ! <<
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I have found art as means to express where words fail and fall on deaf ears.... for ones with sight and vision they can feel the power behind the image...
our first empath was schubert the standard poodle, who suffered over each death of one of the dogs. it got progressively worse as he aged and the dogs passed on. each time he suffered I worried that we were going to lose him.
I wondered if any of the others would replace him and his great mourning when he died.
when jones the basenji died the first of october, 2017, just 5 months after schubert, chai stopped eating and sulked around without any energy. he got progressively worse.
it has taken us 2 years almost to the day of creative meal fixing and gentle cajoling to get chai to eat again.
slowly but surely he is eating. regular meals and even sometimes downstairs with the others. knock on wood.
but a lot of time he still dines in bed.
whew!
life with dogs
iPhoto, provoke app
Le Photographe.
Une légende dans le monde de la photographie locale.
Un personnage à l'empathie inégalable et à la sympathie inaltérable.
Un de ces individus que l'on ne peut que chérir comme ami.
Celui-ci m'a appelé ce tantôt pour réaliser ensemble une photo de la Lune entre les deux "boîtes de conserve" de la Luciole à l'heure bleue du soir.
Face à un échec quasi certain, je pris un peu de recul et...
Location :Pink Room @ FMD Lounge
LM : maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Winterfell/84/193/2022
Body : Ebody Reborn
Outfit : Muse
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful sensitive human being. The world did not see things the way she did. She felt things deeply. She felt everyone’s sadness. But little did she know it was her superpower. The power to rise above the darkness and help others do the same. The call her an Empath. – Jane Lightworker
Une vue de Santa Cruz de Tenerife et du Teide.
Une terre rude, mais habitée de gens accueillants et empathiques.
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CHAI. Empath Lamp Nutmeg
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Octobre
Bientôt, la lumière ne sera plus qu’une lueur pâle et diffuse au creux de la vallée… A peine osera telle s’attarder sur la crête enneigée des sommets impassibles… Inéluctable, l’obscurité s’insinuera sous les plis de nos habits sombres et dérisoires. Son ami le froid mordra nos peaux devenues blêmes, et nos cœurs alourdis par la brièveté des jours. Enfouis sous les brumes grises et pugnaces de l’hiver, souvent rude ici, nous finirons par oublier que la lumière renaît toujours des cendres de la morte saison.
Octobre le sait et pleure des myriades de larmes d’or, empathiques et légères, dans la brise suave de l’automne… Un épais tapis d’ambre clair murmure doucement sa peine à chacun de mes pas. C’est un désespoir gai, un curieux et délicieux chagrin aux tonalités joyeuses qui imprègnent la nature et m’emplit d’un profond sentiment de nostalgie et d’émerveillement mêlés ….
Octobre, attendri par mon âme de coquette qui aime à se protéger des épines de la vie dans des laines épaisses et des tissus moelleux, me tricote de généreuses étoles d’amarante, m’offre de vastes manteaux chamarrés et odorants comme des habits de fête, me couvre de bijoux faits de perles de rosée étincelantes plus raffinés que les joyaux des maîtres de l’Orient… Le paysage se pare de couleurs chatoyantes et osées qui me consolent comme les fleurs, parfois, atténuent la cruauté du deuil … C’est un adieu poignant aux matins clairs et insouciants de la belle saison… Le ciel a délaissé l’azur de l’été, et se pare de délicates nuances d’opale annonciatrices de futurs moins cléments… Je m’ennivre de rouges profonds, de bruns chaleureux, de jaunes dorés qui chantent sous le ciel déjà gris… Je remplis ma mémoire des parfums subtils des sous-bois pour que, l’hiver venu, leur souvenir atténue la blessure des rigoureux frimas alpins. Lorsque le vent féroce et imperturbable de Novembre aura congédié parfums et couleurs, je me souviendrai avec tristesse du tendre et mélancolique Octobre
To feel, to absorb
echoed
reciprocated in unison
while..Emotions Ebb & Flow
Feelings Recess,..Then grow
finally seeking a release
Leaving evidence of what simmers
To the sensitive it gives an insightful glimmer
of how much joy or sorrow is contained in YOU,
will also be in Me
August: Sturgeon Moon
August has the Full Sturgeon Moon because of the large numbers of lake sturgeon in the Great Lakes and Lake Champlain. The fish was essential for Native American tribes in the area.
The Celts called it Dispute Moon and Lynx Moon, and the Anglo-Saxons the Grain Moon. Other English names include Corn Moon and Lightning Moon.
(www.timeanddate.com/astronomy/moon/full-moon-names.html)
The Empath and the Moon
Eternal ebb and flow, these natural cycles are also reflected in human bodies and emotions.
Empath Refuge, Candlewood
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