Get Off of Me!


Yesterday I had a very weird experience. My daughter attends a toddler gymnastic class and there’s this couple that goes with their daughter. The mom gives off a weird vibe and I noticed it when I was around them during class changeovers prior to my daughter moving up into this new class. The only interaction I’ve had with the mom is one day during the beginning of class when the instructor was going over each floor obstacle she was in the way blocking everyone’s view like the instructor was only talking to her and her child. I nicely asked her could she move because we couldn’t see and I guess that was the end of us ever being parent friends. Since that day that woman will walk past me and my child like we don’t exist. They have a habit of sitting in front of the shoe storage cubby holes to change after class; which is where I put my daughter and I things. When I would say excuse me so I can get our things she would give me just this vague acknowledgment and slightly move to the left or right. Freaking annoying! 

Well, you know us empaths, I was wondering maybe I’m just overthinking it. Maybe I’m not picking up a weird vibe. Maybe she’s just an overbearing mom that overly critiques her 3 year kid because of her dreams of once wanting to become a gymnast. Maybe she’s a really nice mom, friend and girlfriend or wife and it’s just me, I’m just overthinking it. Well, at class yesterday we had a short trampoline lesson and her daughter freaked out from having all eyes on her during her turn. During her daughters freak out my daughter was being a butt and not listening, so the class moved on to a different apparatus and left both of us at the trampoline. While holding my daughter trying to calm her down, this woman sits down on the edge of the trampoline directly on my foot. When she sat on my foot I instantly had this overwhelming urge to pull my foot away so I did. She replies, oh I’m sorry and because I knew how ignorant it came off because of the speed and urgency I just ripped my foot from under her I responded it’s ok, even though it wasn’t. 

Immediately, I start feeling this burning sensation on my foot and on the lower part of my leg because apparently she touched me there when she sat on me. I start freaking out on the inside because I realize I was right, this woman’s vibes are all wrong and now she’s passed that energy to me. My leg starts burning sp bad that I forget about my daughter who is cutting up and having a fit and start thinking about what I can put on my foot and leg to take away this horrible sensation. I think water but no it will just absorb and dry. Then I see hand sanitizer in the lobby. It has alcohol in it that gives off a cooling sensation when it drys so maybe it will counteract this burning sensation. So I grab some and rub it on my foot and leg and it works. 

Lesson learned here, follow your God given gifts and let them guide you. I didn’t have a feeling that this woman was a bad person just that she’s not someone I should be around or interact with. It took her touching me to get confirmation on that. I still don’t know why I can’t interact with her or why our energies/vibes are different but hey getting burned this way will be the only burn I need to maintain distance.

Girl, Don’t Do It!

magic hands

I had an odd encounter at work today and I need to get it out. I’m a very strong empath and I feel other people’s emotions and thoughts. Just yesterday I learned that I have clairsentience; which is the ability to feel and experience energy in an intuitive way.

So we’re having an offsite “team building” outing at a restaurant and the core of our team gets along very well. We have been at this place for a good couple of hours now and everyone but me have had plenty of drinks and are pretty relax with each other and with their conversations. My one co-worker Nancy (name changed for blog) brings up that there’s a luncheon tomorrow that she was invited to by another department at our job. At that moment everyone in our group realize that she was the only one invited. So the conversation changed from individual side conversations to one conversation about why did Nancy get invited and no one else in our group. Then Nancy says that this other group plus people from another company called Shopco were also invited. Another coworker named Tiny asked who from Shopco was invited to the luncheon and Nancy replies “my friend Gina”.

Let’s pause and rewind a year prior. I was the one who interviewed Tiny for her position and after I interviewed her, my coworker Nancy came to me saying she had the scoop on Tiny from her friend Gina that used to work with Tiny at Shopco. This Gina girl had nothing nice to say about Tiny and after Nancy told me all the scoop I told her that its never good to base your opinions on someone else’s experience with her. Let’s form our own opinion of her and hope they’re wrong about her.

Now fast forward back to today, when Nancy tells Tiny that Gina is the Shopco person invited to the luncheon, I immediately felt anger from across the table. Then its hard to explain but I just felt I just needed to stop Tiny from saying anything because I just knew she was about to let the flood gates of nasty secrets that she knew about this Gina girl come out. I don’t know how I knew this was about to happen, but I just knew and boy was I right! Tiny busted those gates wide open! I tried everything I could possibly do to try to get her attention to stop her from embarrassing herself. I know Nancy means well but I knew she was going to go back and tell her friend Gina everything Tiny was about to say about her. Plus, Tiny has no clue about Nancy having those preconceive notions about her from Gina when she came to work with us from Shopco.

I tried telepathy; which I can say worked because she would look at me, I would stare her down and she would stop talking but she would fight it and then she would go right back to spilling more beans. It got to the point I started clapping my hands to try to get her attention and she would completely ignore me because she was so entrenched in her anger; but a course I was calling attention to myself by everyone else. Then I over stepped my boundaries but I had to once she crossed the line and started talking about the girl having an affair with a married man. I stood up out of my chair and reached across the table and grabbed her hand. It shocked her and all my coworkers but it worked. My coworker Nancy was like what is going on that we are touching each other. My other coworker Bob who was sitting next to Tiny saw my hand on hers and then for some reason placed his hand on top of mines. I looked at her and just smiled and kept shaking my head thinking No, No, No. Tiny then says what is going on, I’m so upset, I’m about to leave. I knew what was wrong, I kept my hand on top of hers and rubbing her hand until I couldn’t take it anymore. But it worked, her anger drained from her into me and she calmed down, the mood changed, the conversation changed and she didn’t leave. Everybody went back to their conversations like nothing happened. But Tiny was so mad and so enraged her energy hurt me when I touched her! So when I say I placed my hand on top of hers as long as I could take it, I really meant that. Writing about it now I still feel the odd pain on the surface of my palm.

Now that I’m home I’m super tired and all I want to do is take a Epsom salt bath to cleanse all that energy off of me. But I do have to say, that was a super cool experience!