The secret garden
It’s been a few months since my interest in the empath phenomenon has caused me to start writing about it, researching about it.
I have realized that we talk a totally different language, and that our incredible openness can attract those who need light, the light of others, to keep them going. A friend of mine wrote to me today about a very new friend (and friendship), and the instant behavior of this friend to somehow lean into her life, lean into her energy. I think therefore I should say a few things about boundaries for empaths.
Boundaries are important for everone. They say – I respect myself, I only open my secret garden to people I know and love. Behind the wall of this garden lives my hurts, my pleasures, the flowers of my memories. I exchange them with others who I have taken time to know, time to trust.
Opening that gate to just anyone who seems friendly causes boot marks in your flower beds. If that does not bother you, no problem then. But I think it might.
Go easy with friendships, gentle empath. Get to know who they are, let them in a little at a time, as you learn to build trust. That makes for strong, enduring friendships – friends who respect the gate of the fragile flowers, who will never think of opening that gate without your permission or invitation.
Be the loving dragon at your own gate.
