No one likes mean people. But they can be especially damaging to us sensitive souls, introverts, empaths, healers—all those whoo-whoo types who are part of a group we call Lightworkers.
Why? Because in our eagerness to see the light in everyone, and to choose to see others’ ugliness as a mirror of our own unconsciousness, we too often reduce ourselves to doormats. When you’re wired to think out of the box, boundaries don’t come easily.
I recently gave my first public reading, and somehow managed to stave off most of my fears until the morning of the event. That’s when the catastrophic thinking kicked in. What if no one shows? What if too many people show? What if my tongue gets tied, my face turns red, my palms sweat, or …
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