Re-reading this post stimulates a whole lotta feelings and thoughts. Am I am empath? Am I catalyst? Is there a need to pick? Am I both? Feels like it. Egads, how do I figure this out? But somehow it seems important to soothe my soul.

I'm a highly sensitive person, but at the same time, I'm drawn to breaking down illusions I sense in others. I've been doing this for a long time, but now I feel an almost volcanic urge to do so, given all the shit that's going down.

I was sitting in an astrology class recently and was giving voice to taking responsibility for my part in the collective consciousness and all the abuse and suffering we witness. I obviously stirred up a lot of emotion in a classmate who said very clearly she was angry about what I said and could not see how she contributed to a rape in Africa, for example. I was aware that the upwelling of my soul to speak to this arose from what I was feeling in her: an innocent victim who feels superior to all those nasty people out there. I just had to go for it. My sense was that she would sit with it and that subtle shifts would happen internally over time.

When in groups, I'm aware of my ability to quickly establish an empathic connection to everyone.

So what the heck am I? My soul yearns to know.

x Cathy