Monday, June 29, 2015

An Exploding Empath

It's been a long time again. I've had 2 kids since my last post and do you know what I've realized? My mind blocks with every pregnancy. My empathy, my dreams, my spiritual openness is gone. It comes back eventually after a couple of years but until it does, I feel like an empty shell.

Lately though...
I've been feeling things. I've been picking up on my kids' headaches, pain from boob-boo's, etc. I've been restless the last few weeks and have had no appetite. Today, I've been filled with a building sense of some sort of power - like I'm going to explode with some form of energy. Nothings happened yet, obviously, but I feel so vulnerable. I don't know what to do to make myself feel better.

I don't know how to explain it but the  most interesting part? I've finally had a chance and the desire to sit and read my Bible again recently...that desire is rarely there just after having kids...until the "abilities" come back and now, since I've been trying to come closer to God again, my openness is starting to come back.

I feel like God allows this so that I can put the stress of these things on the back-burner until I'm passed the sleepless nights of nursing and baby colic. Now that said things have passed, it's like God's giving it back again.

So, this may be the first of many new posts to come.

I've been answering emails so feel free to shoot me a message if you need to talk.


I'm aware this was not much of a post but more of a vent...I don't know what to do right now. I'm in a pretty dark place.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

The Spiritual Plane

Something must be going on lately as suicide stories keep coming to me. (on the positive side, they're all stories that ended in the person not managing to actually kill him/herself.)

The moment I heard about the 2nd story of the day, an image of a street crowded with people came to my mind. Nearly all of them - nearly - had a dark spirit whispering in their ear. This image reminded me of my first day of 7th grade. I'd walked onto campus a frail, unimpressive little twelve year old but immediately was met with what I knew shouldn't have been surprising...

every student in the main courtyard, the main area where they gathered before the bell rang, had a dark spirit whispering in their ear. What they were being told, I of course could only imagine, for dark spirits' whispers can be translated into words, actions and thoughts.

It's a demon that whispers in a smoker's ear, "you need a smoke. You need to feel that deception fill your lungs." It's a demon that whispers in a person's ear, "swear. You need to speak in a vulgar manner to fit in. To look good." And it's a demon that whispers in a sad person's ear, "life is not worth it. Take it away and only peace will come."
Sadly, people have recently been trusting and believing the voice of demons that sound so sweet and tempting.

The suicide stories today have reminded me of the spiritual plane. The dimension in our existence that  none can even imagine is there, simply because it's unseen. But it is there and it's as real as the air we breathe. If only God would give more people the sight - as terrifying as it is - to see and understand the existence of the spiritual plane. It's that part of the world that ours depends on. It's that part of the world that drives what we do...and so few know about it. And even fewer can see it.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Update 1.3.12

Hello everyone.
I hope you've all had a very merry Christmas and a happy new year!

I know it's been some time since my last post but so much has been happening. I was hospitalized for two weeks due to illness, then I had to catch up for my finals (I am in college). After that, I had some excitement in the writing side of things with a published book, and of course, the holidays came and sucked out all of my time.

Within all the excitement and busy times, I also underwent another bout of nightmares. This one lasted one week with every night full of black creatures/silhouettes coming after me and/or my children. One night was an actual night terror which was just horrible to deal with. It haunted me for about three days after.

The mares and terrors passed but have left me wondering if something is going to happen. If something is going to change. I haven't noticed anything different yet but I am keeping my eyes open.

I could use some help in prayer, if you would. My prophetic dreams have come to a standstill and that in itself makes me feel a little uncomfortable but I know there is a reason and that in the end, all will be fine.

Thank you for keeping up with this blog and for your comments. They are as encouraging to me as they have been to you.

God bless!

Monday, September 12, 2011


There's been a change in my mentality about the term, "Empath." I guess it's just been something on my mind lately and I feel as if God has kind of spoken to me about this.

What's changed is this: I'm beginning to feel that labeling ourselves (by "ourselves" I mean we who call ourselves empaths...highly sensitive people), we are pointing believers who are confused and looking for answers, in the wrong direction. When someone types in the word "Empath" in a search engine, the seeker is typically directed to sites about psychics or spiritualists...those who God tells us not to deal with.

"Now the works of the flesh are manifest, which are these; Adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lasciviousness, Idolatry, witchcraft, hatred, variance, emulations, wrath, strife, seditions, heresies, Envyings, murders, drunkenness, revellings, and such like: of the which I tell you before, as I have also told you in time past, that they which do such things shall not inherit the kingdom of God" (Gal. 5:19-21).

So, in my website and on my blog, I will try to lean away from the word unless the situation calls for it - and even then, I will make it known that I don't label myself with the spiritualists. In all honesty, we need to remain tied to God's word and the names He gives us. Children of God. Brothers in Christ. Prophet or prophetesses - if appropriate.

Just my two cents. God bless you all!


Please pray for me. A month has passed with every night full of bad dreams. It's difficult but I know God has a plan.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Going and Going

It's been three weeks now since I began counting.

Three weeks ago, a string of bad dreams began and are still going strong through this night that just passed. Either someone is "looking in on me" - as in, doing readings or searching for information on me through occult divinations - or demons are hanging around again.

If it's the first thing - someone looking in on me - please stop. I'd like a peaceful night sometime soon.


Wednesday, August 24, 2011

New Site

I've created a website to reach out to Christian empaths and all those who are a bit confused with what empathy is and what God expects from us as empaths. Please take a look and let me know what you think!

there is background music. It's piano and pretty soft...unless your volume is up.

please leave a comment on the comments page! what do you think about the site? ^_^ thanks!

Saturday, August 13, 2011


Every time I hear the term "haunted," I get a little irritated, knowing that ghosts don't exist. It seems that I've been overlooking the other uses of the term but I was reminded last night.

I was watching a movie last night with my husband. We hadn't been out much recently and he knew of a drive-in theater; I'd never been to one. In the middle of the movie, there was an image of a dead woman. The camera zoomed in on her face, white and eyes wide. That was enough for me. I had to turn from the screen and asked hubby if we could leave. Anyway, he was falling asleep - as usual - so he wasn't exactly disheartened to go.

That image, though, was enough to get my heart racing and my blood pumping. That one image of a dead woman and I keep seeing it in my head even now. All the memories of nightmares since I was little started running through my mind. Growing up, I had so many of them of dead people, I've lost count. I still have bouts of them that last through a week or two. Just nightmares. Just dead people.

I just got over one of those bouts. This is about the third week since my last nightmare. That was the last after two weeks solid of nightmares with dead people.

So, with that image in the movie causing such disarray in my heart and mind, I realize that I am haunted in a way. (well, I figured that demons following me around counts as being haunted, but I think my point comes across. Well, I hope.)

It was just a strange realization that I felt worth sharing and also, maybe a sign that now is a good time to ask for some help in prayer. So, anyone out there, if you could, please whisper a few words. Thank you all and God bless you.