Burnout and diving under the wave.

I've taken "days off" from some of my daily routine activities in the name of attempting to do an intelligent emotional aikido move that I'd call "diving under the wave". Some sensation of lowness, slowness and heaviness hit me like a massive wave hits a beach, resulting in some disintegration as well, and I decided … Continue reading Burnout and diving under the wave.

Fatigue, psychophysical optimisation games, and Lao Tzu

Since I've missed out on writing yesterday, let's see if I can get two random topics together today. Yesterday I couldn't write because I tired myself out too much with a long hike and having woken up in the early morning (too little sleep). I then started writing a post about fatigue, and how I've … Continue reading Fatigue, psychophysical optimisation games, and Lao Tzu

Eyesight health, the goldfish, and dread of the catastrophic mistake.

This morning when thinking about what to feed the blog (in the name of daily discipline), thoughts were vacillating between two themes: one was "see everything"; the other was "dread of the catastrophic mistake". I later thought that they are connected – no big discovery given that, given any two complex enough things, my brain … Continue reading Eyesight health, the goldfish, and dread of the catastrophic mistake.

How neurodivergent traits blend in a family. Inheriting the highly sensitive, the autistic, both, or neither.

This is the second part of an article on the differences and overlaps between being highly sensitive and autistic (which I see as two types of being neurodivergent). The first part of this article – my journey figuring out that my quirks and sensitivities are not just high sensitivity – is here. And this one … Continue reading How neurodivergent traits blend in a family. Inheriting the highly sensitive, the autistic, both, or neither.

Love is rain at the roots. (Love poetry.)

This is to the magician whose love has the power to manifest as a physical reality about 6288.64 km away.  So you don't see your strength. You are crazy. You think because I have determination and can lash out at people and spirits to stay where their place is, I'm strong. That's violence and helplessness, unless … Continue reading Love is rain at the roots. (Love poetry.)

The black-footed girl. True story on clairvoyance, and why I entered and quit energy healing.

Story time This was earlier this year. A friend who claimed that I had fixed her knee (this story: The physical empath enters your knee) called me up in Berlin, saying one of her friends was worried about her daughter. I had seen that friend in a picture, but never met her. I knew she was … Continue reading The black-footed girl. True story on clairvoyance, and why I entered and quit energy healing.

Mirror touch synaesthesia and feeling others’ pain

I'm a physical (and emotional) empath, or as I recently learned – someone with mirror-touch synaesthesia. Meaning that I feel other people's sensations in my own body when I focus on a person, or on more sensitive days, when I just see the person (that includes random strangers in the street); and sometimes (apparently) when … Continue reading Mirror touch synaesthesia and feeling others’ pain

On letting people suffer (as an empath and energy healer)

I can't breathe; something seems to be sitting right on my solar plexus and sucking the juices out of it. It seems almost nauseating. At the same time, my thoughts are obsessed, keep circling around a client that I'm going to work with later this week. I've done an "energy scan" on this person before, … Continue reading On letting people suffer (as an empath and energy healer)