As a proudly sensitive soul that has enabled me to sense and see far beyond the seen world, this sensitivity never has diminished my inherent strength and resiliency, only fortified it. In my circles, it’s a profound compliment and acknowledgement of gifts, to be called a sensitive soul. It is not the opposite of strong, and it is someth…
As a proudly sensitive soul that has enabled me to sense and see far beyond the seen world, this sensitivity never has diminished my inherent strength and resiliency, only fortified it. In my circles, it’s a profound compliment and acknowledgement of gifts, to be called a sensitive soul. It is not the opposite of strong, and it is something many are clearly intimidated by (mostly men), and curious about (sometimes more evolved men). I feel divine feminine strength is marked by intense and wondrous sensitivity.
May your joy cup runneth over! My crone mothers of tree and stone are plentiful too - and, though their guidance has challenged me time and time again, I’d much rather leave the forest bruised and exhausted, content beyond belief (and shedding the joy tears), emptied of all that is false within, than leave on a false/oddly bypassed, ‘safe’ high.
Thanks as ever for this sharing - as a lifelong sailor, maritime analogies will always be my favorite 💙
As a proudly sensitive soul that has enabled me to sense and see far beyond the seen world, this sensitivity never has diminished my inherent strength and resiliency, only fortified it. In my circles, it’s a profound compliment and acknowledgement of gifts, to be called a sensitive soul. It is not the opposite of strong, and it is something many are clearly intimidated by (mostly men), and curious about (sometimes more evolved men). I feel divine feminine strength is marked by intense and wondrous sensitivity.
May your joy cup runneth over! My crone mothers of tree and stone are plentiful too - and, though their guidance has challenged me time and time again, I’d much rather leave the forest bruised and exhausted, content beyond belief (and shedding the joy tears), emptied of all that is false within, than leave on a false/oddly bypassed, ‘safe’ high.
Thanks as ever for this sharing - as a lifelong sailor, maritime analogies will always be my favorite 💙