I’m Heidi Connolly, aka the Celestial Professor, and I readily admit that there’s no one quite like me. You might ask, “Who Is Heidi Connolly & Why Is She Writing about HSPs?”

The truth of who I was lies in the past

The truth is that I thought I knew who I was for many years: an over-emotional, hypersensitive, albeit intelligent, “creative type” who was unworthy due to weakness, instability, and lack of confidence. And it didn’t matter how functional I became or what I accomplished, that belief, instilled in me by parents, teachers, and the world at large, stayed with me and walked beside me like a constant shadow. It was not just who I believed I was, but I knew I was.

In fact, it wasn’t until the death of my husband in 2012 that the world shifted on its axis as I was faced with either giving up on life altogether or somehow moving on through the pain, desperation, depression, anxiety, and fear that I’d been born with and still lived with every day of my life.

The reality of who I’ve become lies in the lessons

That is when my journey changed direction. I started to hear from Randy and other spirits on the other side of the veil. I learned I was an HSP, a Highly Sensitive Person. Well, I knew that, right? But now I learned it wasn’t a bad thing. In fact, it was the best thing ever, if only I could shift my paradigm, channel my abilities in a new direction, see them as blessings and not the curses I’d been taught they were. Understand the role that intuition, energy, and consciousness plays in everything.

The purpose of who I am in the now lies in the present through conscious awareness

The conundrum in which I found myself, however, was that, in thinking of myself as someone who felt “too much” in some ways, and wasn’t capable enough in others (using logic to navigate the world), I still felt mired in a place of self-victimization. I needed other people to understand my sensitivities and accommodate me. I was triggered by just about everything.

The world was still a dangerous place because of how strongly I reacted to it. Basically, um, not working for me. I needed to understand how to be who I was, sensitivities and all, without requiring massive compensation from the world.

Who Is Heidi Connolly & Why Is She Writing about HSPs?

Listening carefully to spirit

The tide didn’t shift until I fully committed to the opening of my spirit to spirit. The more I listened rather than reacted, the more I trusted the quiet inside of myself, the more the messages could come through. The more carefully I listened, the more clarity I received. The more clarity I received, the more calm I felt. The more calm I felt, the less I resisted and fought against my life, the more my actions played out in results that felt positive and the more I received validation for moving forward.

It’s what I call having a “psychic opening.”

And, yes, it can feel scary at first, which is why it helps to have a support mechanism in place. Someone who fully comprehends the process and can offer tools (like the psychic octopus) to navigate it.

Be the BADASS

I started playing the flute again. I wrote a novel. I created afterlife meetup groups to help other High Sensitive People—what I might call BADASSES–Abundantly brilliant, consciously aware, amazingly dynamic, unapologetically adept, and unambiguously sensational–beings they were created to be!

It’s about going from unhappy to happy and unempowered to empowered and into laughing and loving and generally feeling good about life. Are you going to feel that way every minute? Probably not. Neither do I. But the pauses in between are getting smaller. Or you might say that I’m living in the pauses themselves.

My approach differs from that of traditional coaches, counselors, and medical professional who deal with the physical, emotional, and psychological, because I use my ability to see things beyond the 3-D to help my clients. I step way outside the box by using my innate abilities as an intuitive medium to work with higher concepts and levels of consciousness. I do this in combination with my expertise in research, writing, and development to explore unconventional yet profoundly concrete solutions. I draw from information that no one taught me, and no one can replicate. In that way, I work with HSPs interested in discovering who they really and the gifts they offer so they can feel the joy of living a higher frequency life—a more woke, fulfilling, satisfying, and divinely driven life—and sharing that amazing invitation with the world.

If you are interested in turning your life around, taking it from miserable to magnificent, the path is calling and I am here if you need me.

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One day I woke up thinking, “What if I’d woken up this morning and had no idea who I was? What if I realized I had amnesia? How would my life be different? Would I remember I always woke up depressed and anxious? Would I remember I was afraid to start my days because they always seemed to go from bad to worse? Would I remember how bad I felt about myself?

The idea felt like a lightening bolt.

Who would you be?

If I didn’t know I was Heidi Connolly with her ego, identity, knowledge, experiences, beliefs, and her emotional, mental, and spiritual constructs, who would I be?

Start with depression. How would I know I was depressed if I didn’t know I had a reason—or didn’t have a reason—to be depressed? Without a label of “depression,” would I even look for such a reason? If I couldn’t remember why, would I still tell myself I felt that way? Without any validating external factors in evidence—my friend dissed me or my husband forgot my birthday or I hate my job—how would I know how to be, how to act? Would I feel anything at all?

If everything we are and everything we do is in direct relationship to the world around us, how do we ever know what is simply a reaction to stimuli or a true act of self?

What defines us?

You might say they’re the same thing. If there’s nothing to react to, no outside stimulus, then what provides us with an identity? How much does the backdrop of your life color, constitute, create, give birth to, support, confine, define, and refine you?

Say I woke up and the first thing I heard was, “Hey, Shirley, are you going to walk the dog this morning?” How long would it take before the message kicked in that (1) I wasn’t called Shirley, (2) I don’t have a dog, and (3) I’m usually by myself when I wake up, so, um…who was talking to me?

In that moment, however brief, before realization of self/ego takes over, who would I be then? And if there’s a “me” that isn’t tied to the experience of being Heidi and the experiences that have created her, what would be left?

What if there were no labels?

How might you experience the world if all your labels and beliefs fell away?

• Would you discover you don’t like scrambled eggs anymore or that the color on the walls drives you insane?
• Would you discover you weren’t afraid of the deep woods anymore or that you’d forgotten how to swim?
• What part of who you are is founded on muscle memory, signals that underlie and reinforce a habituated, patterned life? One that, as a human, is based on profound constructs that you label reality? How often do you hear, “It’s just the way I am. I can’t change now.” Have you said it yourself?
• If you forgot why you were angry at your parents, would you still be angry?
• If you forgot why you had a stack of fencing materials in your driveway, would you remember you didn’t like your neighbors?

If, magically, the experiences that have shaped you were to no longer be part of your consciousness, who would you be?

Shifting gears

I’d like to think there’s someone else in there—inside me, inside you. Someone who is free to make choices based on senses outside the mind’s projection. Free to be curious and open without holding on so tightly to beliefs that may have outlived their feasibility. Free of constricting identity and ego.

Free to be…me.

Free to be you.

Free to be.

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Sensitive, Schmensative.

When you’re an HSP, you’re sensitive. We’ve pretty much figured that one out. But what we want to do is open up to life, not shut it out.

I have a friend who is also an HSP. For my friend, whom I shall call Stella for our purposes here today, indicators of high sensitivity include all the usual ones like anxiety, depression, and phobias. In purely physical terms, there are allergies (to everything from bug bites to the scent of flowers), massive chemical sensitivities (from dryer sheets to cologne to anything and everything with any kind of smell), and social sensitivities (from crowd aversion to simply needing to spend most of her time alone).

Does Stella sound like anyone you know? Does it sound like you?

Everything is an indicator, but an indicator of what???

For Stella, life has become very small. She has to choose avoid all the things in the world that make her miserable or deal with the resultant misery. Most of the time she stays home because going anywhere has become a challenge. Friend’s shampoo? NO! Window cleaner? NO! The laundry aisle of the supermarket? HOLD YOUR BREATH OR ORDER ONLINE! Stand behind someone in line who wears perfume? HEAD FOR THE NEAREST EXIT!

Because no one understands better than I do how shutting out all the things that offend us feels like the only option, I have lots and lots of compassion for my friend. Who, it has to be said, has lots and lots of compassion for me when I go off. (Like just the other day when the smell of a friend’s Irish Spring soap had me sneezing and sneezing…and sneezing.) It’s never a one-way street. Yet I would like to feel that my ability to tune into the true purpose of the manifested indicator is developing over time. How does that happen?

Through conscious awareness.

For example, here’s how I would have reacted in the past to this one of my personal common indicators.

“That’s the third sneeze in a row. Am I feeling okay? I’m not sure. Now I can’t stop sneezing. Now I’m sneezing uncontrollably. Where’s the darn Kleenex box?  I could be getting a cold. I could even have Covid. Do I have any Covid tests lying around? Who did I see lately who could have given it to me? What if I gave it to someone else? Omigod, what if I’m really, really sick? What would I do if I got sick and had to go in the hospital? Who would take care of my house? What about all my clients, all my work?”

People have lots of names and commentary for this kind of thinking. As Eckhart Tolle says in The Power of Now, “As long as I am my mind, I am those cravings, those needs, wants, attachments, and aversions, and apart from them there is no ‘I’ except as a mere possibility, an unfulfilled potential, a seed that has not yet sprouted.”

My own mind used to go around in so many circles that I rarely, if ever, felt capable of making a right decision. Not only that, but once I’d made the decision, I was always sure it was the wrong one. In the instance of my sneezing indicator, when it shows up, I immediately cop to the fact that it’s associated with having been “out in public,” in the airport, maybe, on a plane, or on a first date. While it wouldn’t be accurate to say I am miserably uncomfortable in those circumstances since I’ve gotten so used to reeling in my good ol’ psychic octopus, it’s usually after the fact, once I get home, that the sneezing begins. What is my sneezing an indicator of? The fact that I am processing whatever leftover resistance I was experiencing during whatever it was I was experiencing!

I was on the plane without an issue. I got all the way to baggage claim before the sneezing kicked in. Relief, once again, at feeling I was back on my home turf.

The date was uncomfortable. I felt in alignment during the date, but relieved to leave, I immediately began to sneeze.

These episodes used to last days, if not longer, and be neatly, conveniently categorized, as “some kind of bug that requires attention…medicine…a doctor…concern…worry…etc. Now? Rarely longer than a few hours at most.

If you were in my head, here’s what you’d be hearing. “Oh. I’m shifting. I’m having one of my shifts. Isn’t this interesting? I don’t particularly like this one because my nose gets so sore, but I know it’ll be over soon because all I’m doing is reacting to the effort I made to handle my recent experience. I know that as it gets easier and easier to be in alignment, with my octopus tentacles snuggled in close, this kind of thing is happening less and less often. I’m really looking forward to the time when it stops happening altogether. Yay for me!”

(In the meantime, where’s that Kleenex?)

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Thoughts turn into beliefs

Once again HSPs find ourselves in the Land of Definition, where definition translates into thought, into belief, and into life as we know it.

It seems that most writings, documentaries, and people broaching the subject of high sensitivity (and the trait of being a High Sensitive) talk about it as if it’s something that must be fixed. Something that must be dealt with, lessened, freed from. Something that is or has been induced by psychological, emotional, genetic, and physical factors, or a combination of all of these.

While it’s absolutely true that our state of being, which includes our emotional, mental, and physical tendencies, contributes to what we might call our sensitivity quotient, a different approach invites us to embark on a new direction by turning the whole enchilada upside-down.

Until very recently, I had never known anyone who was highly sensitive who considered themselves lucky to be that way. I certainly didn’t. Why would I want to experience everything a hundred times more extremely than everyone else? Feel crazy…out of place…like an alien? I wouldn’t. No one would. Yet it was all I knew. The first time someone suggested to me that my reactions and hyper-sensibilities were so much less—and more—than that, I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. Living with extreme emotional states was all, and everything, I knew how to be. Suddenly, I was being offered the idea that one’s level of sensitivity, by and large, is equal to one’s level of resistance. What???

What is resistance?

Resistance describes the way we walk through life, a constant state where everything feels hard, difficult, unachievable, and one feels powerless.

Freeing ourselves from the energy of resistance

For today, let’s keep it simple by starting with a few language-flipping techniques. I invite you to really listen to yourself as you think each thought and speak each word. Is the energy of what you’re saying propelling you toward more resistance….?

• “I get by/I manage.”
• “I need to change.”
• “I need to get over myself, be normal.”
• “I need to figure it out.” becomes I’m learning how to use my guidance to naturally know what’s in my best interest, and the best interest of all concerned.
• “I am too empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate.”
• “I need to block out/shield from/protect myself from….”

…Or more freedom?

• Every day I’m feeling more comfortable about living my life in alignment.
• I’m processing a different way to transform that feels easy and natural.
• Employing my “psychic octopus” easily allows me to stay in alignment without feeling I’m putting myself at risk.
• Even if I don’t really know who I am yet, I can begin to appreciate that I have the ability to access that knowledge easily.
• Having these wonderful traits allows me to relate to the world easily, because they no longer make me feel dysfunctional.

In a nutshell:

“I wish I had freedom from fear, anxiety, depression, pain, shame, guilt” becomes I have the freedom to live with an open heart without risk, vulnerability, or tension because I have the tools I need.

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Okay, so you’re a high sensitive. A Highly Sensitive Person. An HSP.

Or are you? How do you know?

Here are just a few of the criteria that indicate you are one of us (for a more full assessment, link here). *Add “more than the people around you” to each of these statements.*

• You are sensitive to loud noises…more than the people around you….
• You avoid large crowds. When you’re in them, you feel anxious or overwhelmed or fearful…
• You cry. A lot…
• You feel as if you not only empathize with how people feel, but actually feel what they’re feeling…
• You feel as if you spend your life trying to protect yourself from the people, things, and feelings you believe will hurt you…

How did I become such an expert on high sensitivity? By being an HSP my entire life. Ever since I drew my first breath and started gasping for relief from the intensity of the world at large. And by learning how to relish my sensitivities instead of trying to manage them, fix them, complain about them, revere them above all else to where they rationalized all my decisions and actions, and/or reject them…none of which approaches ever worked anyway.

I’ll be talking about things like how HSPs engage with the world of Covid at some point, as well as HSPs and the world of addiction, but for now let’s stay general to get a sense of the big picture.

Living as an HSP in a world where logic and reason supposedly reign immediately sends us the message that we are not on the right path, that we are missing something or are broken or inept. That we have to force ourselves to conform or stay in a corner for fear of being discovered. Especially those of us who are aware we hear from spirit. Fageddaboudit. Talk about needing to hide!

I only point out the negative here to reflect on the positive, however. So…here it comes, the biggest, most critical, most life-changing message of all:

Your experiences—the way you feel and go about experiencing your life—are only indicators of high sensitivity.

“What, you say? That’s it?” I know. Doesn’t seem like a big deal. But hear me out.

What if I told you that your tendency to cough at inopportune moments (like while you’re in the middle of a solo passage during a concert) were really an indicator that you are being self-critical? What if your tendency to trip and fall and hurt yourself were really an indicator that feeling vulnerable helps you feel taken care of?

The what ifs go on forever. Indicators vary from person to person, and yet tend to follow trends based on the internalized issues we face.

Clients come to me with all sorts of “issues.” Although they often come in wanting to hear from their loved ones who have passed, more often than not, sessions become as much about their own perceived inability to cope. Doesn’t matter whether it’s coping with loss or fear or anxiety or physical ailments or guilt or shame. What matters is that as an intuitive medium it’s about helping you connect with your highest self to bring you into awareness around the brilliantly sensitive person you are.

Once you understand the theory behind indicators, you can see how much of our lives are spent mislabeling what feels real, appears real, and the people around us tell us is real:

• That our physical problems are simply a result of a body that needs fixing
• that our anxiety in crowds is a problem we need to get over
• that all our sensitivities are annoying to others who simply don’t want to be bothered

Believe me, I get it. Wholeheartedly. With the investment of someone living it every single day. What I’d like you to know is that things are not always what they seem. That YOU are not necessarily what others have agreed you are or you have bought into believing you are. That there is so much more to living life as a “vacationing angel in a biodegradable human suit” than meets the eye.

• Think about it.
• Think differently.
• Think with your heart first.

And start to live like the amazing HSP you truly are.

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Okay, so you’re a high sensitive. A Highly Sensitive Person. An HSP.

Or are you?

How do you know?

Here are just a few of the criteria that indicate you are one of us (for a more full assessment, link here). *Add “more than the people around you” to each of these statements.*

• You are sensitive to loud noises…
• You avoid large crowds. When you’re in them, you feel anxious or overwhelmed or fearful…
• You cry. A lot…
• You feel as if you not only empathize with how people feel, but actually feel what they’re feeling…
• You feel as if you spend your life trying to protect yourself from the people, things, and feelings you believe will hurt you…

How did I become such an expert on high sensitivity? By being an HSP my entire life. Ever since I drew my first breath and started gasping for relief from the intensity of the world at large. And by learning how to relish in my sensitivities instead of trying to manage them, fix them, complain about them, revere them above all else, and/or reject them…none of which approaches ever worked anyway.

I’ll be talking about HSPs and navigating the world of Covid at some point, as well as HSPs and the World of Addiction, but for now let’s stay general to get a sense of the big picture.

Living as an HSP in a world where logic and reason supposedly reign immediately sends us the message that we are not on the right path, that we are missing something or are broken or inept. That we have to force ourselves to conform or stay in a corner for fear of being discovered. Especially those of us who are aware we hear from spirit. Fageddaboudit. Talk about needing to hide!

I only point out the negative here to reflect on the positive, however. So…here it comes, the biggest, most critical, most life-changing message of all:

Your experiences—the way you feel and go about experiencing your life—are only indicators of high sensitivity.

“What, you say? That’s it?” I know. Doesn’t seem like a big deal. But hear me out.

What if I told you that your tendency to cough at inopportune moments (like while you’re in the middle of a solo passage during a concert) were really an indicator that you are being self-critical? What if your tendency to trip and fall and hurt yourself were really an indicator that feeling vulnerable helps you feel taken care of?

The what ifs go on forever. Indicators vary from person to person, and yet tend to follow trends based on the internalized issues we face.

Clients come to me with all sorts of “issues.” Most of the time, they come in wanting to hear from their loved ones who have passed, but more often than not, sessions become as much about their own perceived inability to cope. Doesn’t matter whether it’s coping with loss or fear or anxiety or physical ailments or guilt or shame. What matters is that as an intuitive medium I am connecting with your highest self to bring you into awareness around the brilliantly sensitive person you are.

Once you understand the theory behind indicators, you can see how much of our lives are spent mislabeling what feels real, appears real, and the people around us tell us is real: That our physical problems are simply a result of a body that needs fixing; that our anxiety in crowds is a problem we need to get over; that all our sensitivities are annoying to others who simply don’t want to be bothered.

Believe me, I get it. Wholeheartedly. With the investment of someone living it every single day. What I’d like you to know is that things are not always what they seem. That YOU are not necessarily what others have agreed you are or you have bought into believing you are. That there is so much more to living life as a “vacationing angel in a biodegradable human suit” than meets the eye.

Think about it. Think differently. Think with your heart first. And start to live like the amazing HSP you truly are.

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HSPs UNITE! It’s Time For Us To Elevate & Uplift the World!

Let’s start a movement. What kind, you ask? The kind where we come together in love and peace and prosperity for the sake of sanity—and the sake of learning that we are not only the most loving, but the most powerful. For the sake of all of us. Each and every one.

I grew up believing the message that came through loud and clear: I was much too intense for comfort and much too sensitive for my own good. Whatever that meant.

I learned early on that the more you felt, the more you gave, the more you trusted, the more you loved freely, and the more you shared, the more compassion/empathy/sympathy you had, the weaker you became. That I had to be strong. I had to do it right. I couldn’t trust anyone to help me. I needed to protect myself from the Big Bad World or I’d be disappointed, hurt, disillusioned, in trouble.

But what if, as I posited in my last post, the very things that people told us made us “less than,” are really the exact qualities that make us so awesome as HSPs?  Let’s break a couple of these directives down.

1. “The more you feel, the more you get hurt.” Since I felt everything about a thousand times more than anyone else seemed to, and it seemed to cause me so much pain, this was an easy one to absorb. The only place I was allowed to really express myself was through music, an acceptable outlet. But only if and when appropriate. Certainly when I’d break down and cry at every lesson as my teacher tried to hammer rhythms and techniques into my head. Certainly not when it was time for auditions, when you had to remain calm at all costs. Imagine playing the flute when you’re shaking like a leaf and you’re sweating so much that the instrument slides off your chin!
2. “You have to do it right.” In my family, there was a “right way and a wrong way.” It was that clear cut and simple. The problem was you never really knew what the right way was until you’d done something wrong and caught hell for it. I’m not talking about moral issues here, necessarily. I mean, it helps when your parents teach you how to be kind and honest. But when it comes to feelings, there’s a definite battle between what you feel and how you feel and what you’re told you’re supposed to feel. When you are told that what you feel is “silly,” that’s a signal that it’s wrong, it doesn’t matter, and you’d better tamp that feeling down fast…or else!
3. “You have to be strong. Feelings are weak. The way you feel is silly.” I don’t know about you, but in my family, although there was a lot of loving intention, the messages that came across were mixed at best. I learned early on that what I felt didn’t count because it wasn’t valid, which translated into a life of not trusting myself in the single way that’s the most important: how I feel. Because the way you feel is basically the ONLY thing you can trust.

Okay, that’s the yucky stuff out of the way. Now let’s get to the nitty-gritty. If none of these tenets are true, and the only real way we know who we really are is to trust ourselves and our highest self, our core, our nature, how do we learn to get from HSP (Highly Sensitive and Pathetic) to HSP (Highly Sensitive and EmPowered)?

We’ll be going into how to get there in lots of detail over time, but for now I’ll leave you with one tip that will help you get started.

Begin by flipping all the things you’ve told yourself about who and what you are. Here are a few examples.

1. I’m too sensitive becomes My sensitivity gives me access to information others don’t have.
2. Sensitivity makes me weak becomes Sensitivity is my greatest strength (even if I don’t know how yet).
3. The way I feel is wrong becomes I think it’s time to learn a whole new way of experiencing my feelings so the experience feels good.

Remember, this is just the beginning. Reuniting with who you really are puts you on the path to passionate, prepared, plucky, and powerful!

So, join me, all you HSPs out there. Share your glory and UNITE!!!!!!!!!

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“I feel like an alien.”

If you think this is a strange thing to say, think again.

Google search it. You’ll see that putting “I feel like an alien” in the search bar brings up about 92,700,000 results. Plug in a few variations and, well, you can just imagine how that number skyrockets.

Let’s start by eliminating the ones about alien abduction because, frankly, I don’t think I’ve ever been abducted and wouldn’t know what to say about it. What I do know a lot about is feeling like a stranger in a strange land. A misfit. Someone born into a world they don’t understand and will never feel a part of. Someone who always felt out of place, like a star that fell from the sky—and landed on its ass. Where it would remain in the realm of Aaaarrrrggggghhhh! What am I doing here? forever.

Sound familiar?

For HSPs, Highly Sensitive People, or High Sensitives, this is basically our status quo. We truly feel like aliens who have been living our entire lives feeling we don’t belong, that we have been “somehow misplaced (displaced?) from another time and place …  deposited on earth by aliens … like an experiment when some species wants to see what happens when one of its own is left to its own devices to fend for herself” (if I may quote my own words from The Gateway Café, as stated by Thimble, our protagonist). As I myself have always said, “I feel like I’m from another planet altogether.”

If this is you, and it may well be or you wouldn’t have found yourself on this page, you are not alone.

I’ll say it again: YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

In fact, I speculate, based on my own experience and that of my clients, friends, and family, that you and I are not only not alone, but, in fact, typical. Think about it. It’s as if by some unexpressed energetic worldwide agreement we’ve gone from all one, that is, some kind of collectively experienced existence, to all alone in one fell swoop. Afraid to express our feelings of alienation. Terrified that we will be discovered for who we really are, what we think, and the feelings we have.  So what do we do? Stuff them down. Shut them out. Shut them off. Relegate them to a place so deep inside that we end up Google-searching stuff like this out of desperation. Are we really that different? Are we really crazy? Are we really from somewhere else? Do we really not belong here/in this family/in this world/in this set of circumstances seemingly beyond our control????

And when few answers beyond the ever mostly unhelpful psychological, economic, and social factors become available, what do we do? Naturally, most of us find some way to retreat. We believe what people are saying about us: that we are too emotional, too sensitive, too this and too that. Not capable, not using our brains, not logical. Not this enough or that enough. Some of us retreat into drugs or alcohol or some other form of escapism. Some go so far as to believe that violence is the answer.

Such is the dark side of not understanding the true blessed nature of who we really are.

Because the truth, unambiguous and divinely expressed through each of us, is that you and I are perfect. Just the way we are. That you and I, HSPs that we are, are like little fireflies here to shine our light  in the world, a world that needs it now more than ever.

It’s up to us. Yes, us.

Because the unadulterated truth is that being highly sensitive is not the curse we are so often led to believe, the curse we must get through, hide, get over, change, or deny, but a great gift, a blessing. That there are ways to channel our sensitivities, our abilities, our special intuitive talents, where they shift from being the bane of our existence to the greatest source of our happiness.

How?

Stick with me, folks. Because that’s what we going to do together. One step at a time.

Starting. Right. Now.

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