
Yesterday was a really hard day.
And, twice I reminded friends not to grieve for me… be in the JOY of life. Your happy energy is more helpful to me than having you diving deep down to meet my grieving heart.
I need you on land pulling me back up when I’m in the deep waters or showing me the joy of life when I am ready to return more fully.
Unless you need to grieve, too.
Please do.
As an empath, I am surrounded by empathic, sensitive friends. I love that. We “get” each other. We navigate subtle energies of the collective together. Some days are hard for everyone… we experience overwhelming heaviness and chaotic energies of the world.
I notice that I am spreading my energy away from my core, another common theme for empaths. I was focusing on the wellbeing of others, Paul’s spirit, and in helping a dear Grandmother in her passing process.
I call back Camilla! All of my energy, beauty, magnificence.
Ohhh! The Light came back on. My crown glows with light and Truth.
Oh, it feels wonderful to see, be, express the Light of my Soul. Some days it is easier than others.
A memory came to me. A friend who saw me—my Higher Self aglow with white light hovering above my body at her backyard Apple Tree.
Why is it so hard to see myself as the Light of the Goddess?
Paul was puzzled that I couldn’t fully see myself. I wonder too… what keeps me covering myself up again and again.
Paul saw me… my beauty, shadows, deep vulnerabilities, shame, and weakness. His Love illuminated everything. Yet he continued to Love me regardless.
This is Unconditional Love.
Sometimes I squirming a little. It was hard to receive so much!
My inner-child Cammy is used to conditional love. Unconditional love is new for her especially from a man. No specific conditions must be met to be loved.
Today, my energy is Light and full and bright. I call myself home.
I am practicing unconditional love for myself.
The collective energy of today feels brighter too. I guess this is how everything changes… one person at a time. Lighting up our own Goddess/God Self. Practicing self-love.