Each chapter in our life is intertwined with a lesson of significance, something that, though it may not make sense at the time, will regardless play an important role in our lives, as you will only truly see for what it is at the end of life when you are left to reflect on your personal successes; spiritually, emotionally, and physically and piece together why things happened the way these did throughout your journey.
Each experience, each thick chunck of our personal biography, is part of a greater whole.
That whole, being our evolved state of being at the end of the road when our spirit is free of form, floating in a sea of memories.
As the end of my 9 year cycle passes and the beginning of a fresh new chapter starts (its in the stars), I am left to reflect on what all I have experienced and witnessed in this past 9 year cycle. Ages 15-24...that is a lot to reflect on...but, even without digging up the treasure chests of secrets hidden in my mind, I am able to positively say that one of my greatest lessons in this time has been empathy.
For one reason or another, I was meant to truly embody the most raw, gritty, empathetic state of human emotion possible. This has been a very interesting lesson for me, because I grew up very un-emotional. I did not often cry, unless I wasn't getting my way, I often laughed for no reason at funerals, sad movies bored me, and I didn't ever want to be bogged down with the hassles of being in love. I was a "tough- girl"....Now, I have been forced into the experience of being the "emotionally raw girl". I have felt pain that I was unaware I could feel, I have been saddened beyond belief over other people's pain and misfortune, and I have basically been stripped down of any emotional walls and left to hang naked and exposed in the sun.
Most interesting is that this state, these emotions, these tears that have uncontrollably melted out of my heart and down my face are most often shed, not for myself and my own life, but for other people. Empathy overwhelms my body and I literally feel the pain they are in... I see a person in a car accident and I feel their pain and I cry without thought, and I ask the gods to disperse just a little bit of their pain unto me and everyone else in the world in order to lessen the burden of their misery. I feel it and it causes physical pains projected on my own body and mind.
I watch Fahrenheit 911 and I feel the pain of the mother of fallen soldiers, I feel the cries of the soldier who's arm just got blown off and is dangling by a bloody tendon, and the cries of the mentally distraught, and it makes me cry.
This lesson on empathy goes even deeeper... I feel the presence of spirits/ghosts and I can feel their residual energetic imprint. I even feel for those who have passed on for cryin out loud! Each time someone I know passes, I always see them and speak with them in my dreams. I always acknowledge that they are dead and ask questions about the after-life and I get to hear their insights on what it's like to be dead and what they still feel in that state. Then they leave me with a piece of advice or like my Uncle Mike, they ask me to look over their loved ones. After that I usually don't see them again....just feel them.
I feel as though I have been bathing in empathy in order to truly learn the human experience in every capacity, even in death. I am suppose to embody various emotional experiences of others so that I can stay connected to the human race and help them in some way at some point..or perhaps all along... Perhaps I will eventually be the leader or politician that changes the world and being able to empathize with all people will be my greatest tool in staying grounded, motivated, and able to be a change-maker, life-saver, consciousness-raiser gift to humanity.
Whatever the rhyme or the reason, I am right on track universe!
