How to be a sensitive human in this world of ours. Whoo boy. There's a challenge I've spent 39 years doing my damndest to crack.
My first thought is, "Don't! Don't be a sensitive human here! Go home! Flee, flee!"
But then I remember what I love about this place and this world. The trees, the people (at least the ones I meet), the ocean, the hugs (and the other particular rewards of having a physical body), the food, the animals (especially the giraffes).
It was my 39th birthday on Tuesday and I got giraffes!
Sex and waffles (and geeking out about giraffes) seem to be the reward for being human.
But this still leaves the quandary of "How does a super sensitive soul make it here?" At least without going crazy or crawling so far behind walls that their higher self is encased in cement.
When I ask this question, here's the answer I get:
"Open heart. Clear energy. Quiet mind."
How very Friday Night Lights of you, guidance.
None of these things are easy. When you're sensitive, you trigger easily. Your heart might snap shut because it just feels safer. While clearing your energy is fairly simple, it still requires knowledge and daily commitment. And quieting the mind is one of the hardest feats for a human.
"Stop making excuses," I hear next. Sometimes, my guidance is super gentle and loving. Other times, it takes no shit. Fine. No more excuses. Open heart, clear energy, quiet mind.
I've been working hard to fully land here. Being human was - apparently - not something I was super enthusiastic about. When I was born, I was so uninterested in leaving the cozy womb that the hospital needed to use forceps - you know, those long grasping tongs they used in the '70s. When the female doctor wasn't strong enough to pull me out, even with the giant tongs, they had to call in a man with burly biceps.
When I first started receiving energy work, my practitioner spent most of the first session trying to stuff me back in my body. Apparently, I was floating up near the ceiling going, "Nope. This is close enough, thanks." She kept trying to grab my energetic ankle and cram me back in and I was having none of it.
As I've become more embodied, more willing to be here on this dense plane, I stopped running into walls so often. My dancing and my sense of direction improved. I feel calmer and less hazy.
Being embodied is one of the most important things for sensitive people - we're so aware of and affected by our emotions and the emotions of others that we have a tendency to jump out of our bodies. But being in our bodies is where we're the most powerful, the most alive, and when we're best able to do our work here.
While landing fully in your body can be challenging, here are a few ways to do it:
- Move - run, walk, dance, play tennis, pick up really heavy weights.
- Take deep breaths.
- Drop a grounding cord from the base of your spine into the center of the earth.
- Connect your spirit heart to your physical heart.
- Ask your guides to help you land here fully, and to show you how.
While "you're too sensitive" has been the most common criticism of my character, my sensitivity is actually my superpower. It's yours too.
Our sensitivity is the most potent source of our power and magic.
But we do have to learn how to wield it. How to care for our sensitive selves.
When I didn't know how to care for myself, how to be gentle with myself, how to navigate the then-treacherous landscape of my emotions, I would fly off the handle easily. I didn't know what to do with my feelings, so I stuffed them into my spleen. I didn't know that sugar and alcohol put my emotions on a hair trigger and kept me in a state of rapid-cycling depression.
In this culture of "harder, faster, better, stronger" we aren't taught to be gentle with ourselves. We aren't taught that we are both far more fragile and far more durable than we imagine. The sensitivity of the divine feminine just spent multiple millennia being snuffed out. And now the world is dying, literally dying, for lack of that feminine energy.
As sensitive people, we need to bring that energy back to this planet. First for ourselves, so that we can function and enjoy this planet as we're meant to. Then for other others, so they can do the same.
So how do we operate in the divine feminine when our brains are trained to be masculine?
We rest when our body asks for rest. We catch our brain when it starts acting like a jerk and yelling mean things and shift our attention to that softer voice of truth - that you're loved, perfect, and whole. We learn how to take care of our energy, both physical and spiritual. We let our bodies tell us what they need. We trust our inner wisdom and guidance - then we actually do what it says.
A few nights ago, I woke up at three in the morning with a high pitched ringing in my ears. High pitched ringing is often angelic guidance. So I reminded them that my dense human form doesn't translate high-pitched ringing super easily and asked them to be clearer. "Stop eating ice cream," I was told. Fine, angels. Wake me up in the middle of the night and tell me to give up something tasty. But it's because I hadn't been listening - to my body or my guidance - and I kept stuffing ice cream down my gullet, even after it became clear it wasn't serving me.
(Ascended masters usually wait until I'm awake, which I deeply appreciate.)
Our reward as sensitives is to be able to call on and feel this otherworldly energy. Learning how to ask for it and use it can transform your experience of this world. It can help you feel comforted and stable and grounded, so that you can step forward and do what you really came here to do.*
Besides stare at giraffes and eat cheese.