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...