There is a common thread running through empaths and intuitives right now. People feel trapped. Angry. Unable to gain traction. Like something is blocking them, stopping them, stalking them—or even cursing them. And I can honestly say that I understand that feeling lately. For the past several weeks, I have felt as though I were stuck in mud mixed with concrete, inside a vacuum that wouldn’t let me move in any direction. No matter what I tried. No matter how hard I tried. It felt immovable. And naturally, I blamed myself. I decided I wasn’t trying hard enough, wasn’t focused enough, wasn’t disciplined enough and should have figured it out by now. But I finally realized something: I was trying to escape with the same tools that had built the cage, and they weren't mine...