Voice of an Empath

“We are not created or destroyed,

ignored or acknowledged.

We are present or absent.

I am present. I’m here. I see you.

I will wait for you.”

She is hurting and I can feel it. I can sense it through the distance between us. Like as if the air had carried her pain to me on the wisps of the wind. I gladly take it and hold it tight to my chest so that she can feel my love. I know she is hurting and I hurt with her, bare the load that she can not.

He is hurting right here in front of me and I can feel the weight heavy and hard and sharp and bitter with love. I reach out with all that I have in still silence. I can feel it. I know it is not mine and I gladly embrace it. It is an honor to hold space for all that he is.

I had once forbid this honor, this gift. Cursed its presence and annihilated myself in an attempt to evict everyone who had ever taken up residence in my heart.

“You are too much,

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.

Stop, stop the pain,

stop the feeling,

stop it all.

I can’t see the lines between us.

I can’t find myself inside this,

inside what you have left here.

Get out. Leave.

The sign is up Do Not Disturb…

fully Disturbed.” 

“Am I finally alone in here?

The echo is deafening and

I am in agony.

What is that?

The negative space burns my skin

and holds my head under the air.

I am ruined and safe.

I am buried and missing.

I want

and I refuse to allow the want.

I exist and that is enough.

That is all there is.

The wretch of feeling

is not worth the risk.”

…wait…wait…I’m here…I’m coming…be…still…be…you…do you hear me…allow one pebble, one rock, one brick to fall and you will know me…free me…free your Self. I know you . I see you. I will wait for you. You are here, it’s all here, it’s all clear and light and whole and one and real and right and you, you are here. I’m here…I’m coming…wait…wait…now.

How do you allow and maintain distance? How do you feel and hold space simultaneously? How do you let it in and let it out again? You do. You just do. Because this is the why. Feeling is the why. Being is the why. The why that makes all whys real.

This is you and this is me.

We are whole and our wholeness is messy and light

and pain and joy

and real and now.

I feel your pain.

From here in this place at this time,

for all the time needed.

I hold your heart,

I hold it in my heart.

I wear us proudly

as we are one and

whole and



“I am here.

I am in pain and

I embrace it all.

For it is yours as it is mine

and I will shed the skin of doubt and solitude

for raw essential truth,

and we,

I and You

will be one.”

Pain is but one side, one piece. Pain is always around and I once wanted to be free from it and I wanted to stomp it and burn it and douse it and I wilted and burned and lost it all in the process. Then I uncovered you there behind the wall, in the dark, waiting, knowing, loving. I pulled you close and felt the pain.

And in the light it was the swing of our pendulum that showed me that the opposite of absence is

I see you. I know you. I will wait for you, my heart, my soul.

From this empath’s heart to yours…

Love always,

All good things are rooted in love, laughter and learning!

Listen to the heart of an empath - Dionne Thomson - In Her Element