I Googled empath =
(chiefly in science fiction) a person with the paranormal ability to perceive the mental or emotional state of another individual.”
Several years ago a young lady in my psychic development group suggested that I was an empath:
A label that I wasn’t previously aware of.
Except applied to Marina Sirtis character in Star Trek The Next Generation.
In the seventies and eighties when I first started developing and using my clairvoyance we weren’t just the lunatic fringe we were considered evil:
No one used the term “empath”
Woe betide anyone knowing that I was a witch.
“From Judith Orloff
Empaths are highly sensitive. …
Empaths absorb other people’s emotions. …
Many empaths are introverted. …
Empaths are highly intuitive. …
Empaths need alone time. …
Empaths can become overwhelmed in intimate relationships. …
Empaths are targets for energy vampires. …
Empaths become replenished in nature.”
This fits me:
I also sense and absorb the emotions of other lifeforms.
My following traits may not be because I am and empath?
I get upset when moths throw themselves at the window trying to get to the light.
As did Albert Schweitzer.
In primary school when our teacher was explaining Albert Schweitzer’s achievements ( he was still alive at this time) she found it amusing that he was concerned about moths throwing themselves at the light.
I don’t kill insects or mice – or spiders or snakes – but don’t claim to sense their feelings:
I just know they have every right to live.
So when comments are made that I wouldn’t hurt a fly — it is literal.
Earlier this century when I had a Bully/Kelpie cross I would take him for a walk in the sand dunes so he could run off the lead.
One day he jumped over this extremely long red belly black:
I called him back:
I wasn’t going to step over it although it was obviously too cold to move:
I know snakes are deaf but
I said “Are you OK?”
and it moved its head and looked at me:
It looked afraid.
i understand this 😦
I tell everyone that I am anthro phobic ( break it down etymologically) and people laugh:
But if they had had the life experience I’ve had they would feel the same.
I have always fed the birds
despite stupid people abusing me and saying that they should find their own food
(there in NOT enough food for them).
I knew who all the different magpies were
but they have stopped coming because a visiting Ibis won’t let them in.
I still feed one crow who has been coming here for a long time
and I can tell who “she” is because she tries to sing like the magpies instead of cawing — unsuccessfully of course.
I talk to trees and plants
and sometimes appliances when they annoy me
and be kind and respectful of non humans