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As a sensitive, I am sensitive to many things. It’s not that I’m a little delicate flower who can’t survive in the world, in fact, I’m quite strong. My body is fine-tuned and knows when something toxic shouldn’t be in there. For instance:

• My body seems to know when added MSG is in my food. My head will hurt, I will feel spacey and a little whoozy. I once had an MSG high for an hour in a chinese restaurant. This is probably a good thing. Why would I want a chemical unknowingly added to my food?
• Extra perfumes in my makeup or lotions beware! I will rash in protest.
• Lots of bad stuff in the milk or meat? I’ll be the first to let you know.
• Someone just clean the store I just walked into with toxic chemicals? On comes the sneezing.

I used to think that there was something wrong with me. But what if there is something wrong with our world? Are we supposed to be all chemically enhanced and just be okay with it? Have we gotten so numb to our environment we don’t even react to what is toxic in it? And this applies to all aspects of our lives.  Becoming more aware and awake is a good thing. Becoming more sensitive, then, is also.

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What if our bodies warn us ahead of time when an event or situation won’t be good for us? And what if we’ve been ignoring this inner barometer all along?

Recently, I had to drive to such a situation late in the night. I was pretty tired to begin with after a long day and after being on a “mom” schedule for five years I wasn’t used to staying up late! (I know, I know, pretty sad). I’ve driven quite a bit at night and don’t have the vision I wish I had, but it is still doable.

Driving over to the destination the first thing that happened was a deep feeling of dread followed by a stomach ache. (Sensitive folks, take note! Our stomachs are like built-in radars). I couldn’t throw off the feeling or the anxiety I was feeling. So preoccupied with my feelings, I missed my exit on the highway, something I’ve never done before! Halfway to Phoenix I went into a panic. I almost experienced a full-fledge panic attack but remembered to deep breathe. I was dissociating, a little out of my body.

Somehow I managed to get back to my exit and to head over to where I was heading. Now, keep in mind there’s a fear/excited feeling vs. a dread/fear feeling. The second one is your warning that where you are heading won’t be a good fit. Turns out later, it was not. If I had only listened to my internal radar.

Oh, and to add, you should never feel in a situation, like the third man out, discounted, and a ignored, ever. We often rationalize that we need to stay in these situations to learn something, or endure to be a good person, etc. But I am realizing that this is untrue. These feelings are pointing you to the exit door.

A few weeks back I was informed by my father-in-law in my estranged family, that God hated mediums and this is quoted clearly in the bible. At the time, Bill was trying to relay a message I had received from a fellow medium at a workshop I took part in from his brother. The goal was to allay his Dad’s fears and give comfort by providing some answers. Instead, the man attacked the messenger.

I think about most sensitive children who notice the elephant in the room and are punished for it. This was my role most of my life. (I remember distinctly a time when I informed my mother that a guest was mad and upset when I was told this was incorrect. My mother was repeatedly embarassed by my observations, which always turned out accurate.) It’s not easy “seeing” what others don’t want you to see. But I do know that God made me this way. I’ve seen the gift as it is when I help others in their paths and brought clarity, the times I’ve saved animals’ lives with missing pieces of important information, and brought comforting messages from loved ones who weren’t really lost afterall. No, I am not serving the devil or talking to bad spirits like on television. Real, healthy good has come out of these gifts. My God is all about unconditional love and what I aspire to be one day. My God loves me and knows who I am with no judgement, and sees my gifts as what he/she gave me to help humanity.

Most sensitives grew up unaccepted for being different. It hurts when the unacceptance is not for your beliefs, but an attack on who you are. That is always about the other person’s failings–their own inner spaces they don’t want to see. (And their walls to loving).

Long ago, I had a dream that I was selling balloons to blind people, and I was pretending to be like them, blind as well. I can’t do that anymore. I will share my gifts with those who want to see and therefore, who I can assist. They are the ready ones. The rest will have different teachers, and many are not loving. And as for the unacceptance, I no longer want or need support that doesn’t accept me–all of the pieces that make up me.

My new feature is offering a psychic tip every Wednesday to help fellow sensitives navigate today’s crazy energies.

Today’s tip and tool is Taking care of your body

With sensitive abilities usually comes sensitive bodies. What this means is, we are over-sensitive to the environment, which most others–who are turned off–naturally block out. Be extra gentle and loving with yourself. If it is an extra hot day, avoid going out the middle of the afternoon. If it’s a sunny day, wear lots of sun screen. It’s not over-babying, it’s nurturing. See self care in a whole new way–a better way to take care of you, because you are worth it.

For a reading or private lesson, go to my Readings page here. Care of the Sensitive online class starts the end of August. Sign up here. And look for my new ebook, Help! I’m Sensitive. Details coming.

What exactly is a psychic empath? You know you are a psychic empath if:

• You walk into a room and you can feel if the air is heavy or light, if there was an argument in the room, or if someone is sad. Sometimes, it can be overwhelming.
• You walk down the mall and you feel unbalanced or unsteady from the barrage of others’ feelings and emotions. (I used to call this my Walmart headache because I felt it every time I went there to shop).
• You know your dog or cat is feeling stressed or sad because you can feel it. Sometimes, you confuse the feeling as your own. You may even feel other people’s ailments.
• You may have a sensitive stomach, or have reactive skin to your environment.
• Too much activity in your environment=crazy feelings inside you, nervousness, frustration, and major ADD.
• You can merge with a person, plant or animal, and see from its perspective.
• You tell yourself or someone has told you, you are too sensitive and need to “toughen up.”

Bottom line definition: psychic empaths experience the world from what they feel. And what they feel includes an enormous psychic information ready to be tapped into. We see below the layers.

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For help with your sensitivity, see my Psychic tips, or sign up for the Care of the Sensitive class. I am working hard on a new Ebook to help you. Keep watching here.

July classes in Fairy Online School are up. Some changes happening. Some classes are shorter. Only some being offered for this semester. And a new class!

When I originally made The Fairy Field Guide, it was intuned to who I am and my own mission. I’m a detective or scientist at heart led by my curiosity. I was fascinated with the healing qualities of Nature and flower essences.

My first flower essence experience was rather funny. I had a teacher who had just given me a Reiki treatment. At the time, I was afraid of everything, and the idea of relinguishing any kind of control was not in my vocabulary. I was afraid of doctors, and chemicals, and food, etc. etc. Looking back, it was a time of feeling out of control with my body, so I needed anything touching it to be controlled by me.

This teacher introduced me to my first flower essence. She gave me BUTTERCUP (FES brand) and sent me home with instructions. I stared at the bottle for a week before taking the tiniest drop. Once I did, I was intrigued. I had an immediate uplift of mood and confidence. A few days later, realizations and knowings that showed me where my confidence had been blocked. And finally, a breakthrough on the issues I was having at the time.  What was this liquid in a bottle that helped me so much, yet didn’t interfere or upset my body?

Fast forward to 2005 and losing my joy and spark, and in come the Fairies and flower essences all over again. This time, I wanted to know all I could. My curiosity was on fire. Could I make an essence out of anything? What were the wildflowers in my area and how did they heal? Were they more powerful than a flower essence I ordered from a catalog from far away? Were there some flowers that I needed more? Did I need to make an essence to heal, or could I just sit with a flower? Could I communicate to a tree like I did the animals? Questions burst through me. I recorded my findings in a huge art journal of pages and kept track of the experiments and test subjects in repertory pages. I used my intuition to hear and feel the answers.

I fell in love with the yard again. I had become a giant nature allergy holed-up indoors, when I was more of a tree fairy who needed the forest.

The flower essences were helping me deal with my sensitivity in a gentle way. They were helping my animals and my family. But it was the reconnection to Nature that was healing me the most, and exploring my creativity again by recording my facts creatively, and artistically.

I look back at when I created the classes and that original art journal, and it was such a gift. It brought my new family together, when we had good, happy memories. Connection to hearing spirit and other realms were skills I was developing through this gift. Later, I would meet amazing students along the way as I shared what I learned.

I’m full circle now and gifted with a beau

For IF, I thought of my Barriers and Protection gown. I wish I had it sewn for real. Nowadays, everyone I know is going through major stuff and could really use a cocoon. Ironically, I just wrote about needing a safe place in my previous blog post.

I’ve been really diggin’ creating my Fairy Goddess Gowns and making custom Goddess Gown drawings. It must be the influence of watching so  much Project Runway previous series. I’m currently on Season 6 in my Netflix rotation. I find that I can express my deepest part of me–another way to access my intuition–through these drawings, and often find telling symbolism I missed way after I’ve drawn.

Moving forward is scary. Bursting through that comfort zone isn’t always what we want to do. This weekend I had a down day. My energy was knee deep in the past and I was feeling downright awful.

Once again, Sarah, my beagle mix, was my teacher. Last night for the first time in a long time, she was pacing the hallways and not listening to me and reverting to old behaviors. This is how she was when we lived at the other house and when life was filled with chaos. What a great picture she gave me to see my own energy reflected back. I even had the nerve to get mad at Sarah and yelled at her!

The problem was not that I wasn’t moving forward, but I finally was. I had moved past boulders of childhood and current stuff and was coming to the end of understanding so much. I even had realized what this new Ronni wanted in her life. That’s when fear stepped in. With fear, I tend to grab on mentally and rework and analyze things to pieces, whatever I can grab onto. This usually involves pouring over notebooks and writing. I do believe that is what I did the other day.

I think this is a normal part of the process for most of us. We grab onto “backwards” when we find ourselves moving forwards quickly into an unknown. It must be a human thing.

So I ask myself what I am truly needing instead of chastising myself. A new concept! I need to grieve, yes. That’s part of the process. Looking at the past, I can still hold on to what worked or what was dear, but then I get very lost in the pain and what didn’t. I think I need to find a way to soften the moving forward so I feel safe. In meditation I saw myself like Alice in Wonderland after she takes the “eat me” or was it, “drink me.” She grows so big she is cramped into a tiny hallway  and finally her limbs burst through the windows of the house. Being that big can be a bit scary. Change is scary. Losing what was support and foundation is scary. Can in this moment I make a safe nest among the change?

I immediately think of  Speedy, my tortoise. When I let him out in the morning, I watch as he zooms around the house confidently exploring all that he can. He’s so brave as he conquers obstacles in the way like dog tails and shoes. But when he feels scared or threatened, he pops his head in or finds a corner to hide for a little while. In his tank, he heads for his little turtle tunnel to hide under. I need to create a safe corner or tunnel for in between my explorations into this new world. Maybe that is what all the ruminating about the past is about–popping my head into the past because it’s comfortable and known. It’s an unsuccessful attempt to have a stop in my movement.

Today I will explore a healthier safe corner to pop my head into instead.

Steps to Reawaken Your Authentic Inner Fairy Self:

STEP ONE: Reintroduce the Fairies into your life and learn how to heal with your own backyard.
FB101 Fairy Beginner & Flower Essence Class
F101 Fairies 101 Introduction Class
COM101 Animal & Fairy Communication

STEP TWO: Connect even deeper with your animals.
(Fairies have a deep connection to animals.)
COM102 Animal Communication
HA101 Animal Healing with Nature & Fairies
AM101 Animal Mediumship: After Death Communication

STEP THREE: Take care of your developing sensitive self.
(You may be an empath already and need tools, or by doing this work you find you are becoming more sensitive.)
CS101 Care of the Sensitive
RT101 Healing with Rocks & Trees

STEP FOUR: Bring back joy into your life and rediscover you, your authentic inner fairy.
FJ200 Fairy Joy class

STEP FIVE: (COMING): Go deeper: become a fairy detective.

Sign up for Fairy Online School classes that start in May here.

My new site is up. I’m sure I will be fiddling with it more and adding stuff the next few weeks, but being the impatient fairy that I am, I couldn’t wait to post it. It has a new uplifting energy to it; I do hope you enjoy it. New fairy online classes start again in May with lots of additions. I’ve added my Fairy Goddess Gowns, In the Garden diary and a few other surprises. Enjoy and have fun! GO HERE.

The Seeing Stick
written by Jane Yolen
illustrated by Daniela Jaglenka Terrazzini

The Seeing Stick was originally written by Jane Yolen in 1977, and was a recipient of the Christopher Medal in 1978. The book tells the tale of young princess Hwei Ming, whose name, when translated to English, means “the lightless moon on the last day of the month...becoming luminous.” This is a fitting name, for the princess is blind, and enjoys none of what she is given due to the darkness of her world.

"Monks came, of course, with their prayers and prayer wheels, for they
thought in this way to help Hwei Ming to see. Magician-priests came, of course,
with their incantations and spells, for they thought in this way to help Hwei
Ming to see" and Physicians came, of course, with their potions and pins, for
they thought in this way to help Hwei Ming to see..."

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By: Ronni A. Hall, on 10/21/2009
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It’s amazing how switching from glasses to contact lenses again has changed my perception in life.

One thing I have noticed is I felt more protected when I had glasses. This seems strange.The glasses created a nice barrier between what I was seeing and the world. Without them, I feel vulnerable and exposed.

Being so empathic, I realize that if indeed, the eyes are a window to the soul, perhaps by seeing eye-to-eye with others I may have the tendency to jump in and read too much of another person. I don’t need to go there! My glasses are usually always dirty in some way so that extra barrier must help also.

I feel more attractive with the contact lenses back in place after the long absence, perhaps after years of brainwashing that girls with glasses don’t get passes? Ha ha. I am not sure. It’s not to the world I want to feel attractive with, but myself. I can see my eyes again and all the emotion behind them.

Seeing clearly has other disadvantages. Did I really want to notice this or that? I already notice too much in my environment. It’s almost another barrier to focusing on myself and my own world–another trap for an empath.

As I write this, my left contact is growing fuzzy. Resistant to the new vision? Do I want to run for the glasses and hide again? Maybe…

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