Friday May 22 2009. I went back and read what I blogged May 7th Do I let friends have their own dream, or do I warn them? I thought how judgmental it sounded. When I’m being judgmental and opinionated is when something raises my emotional ire and, when that happens, I no longer have a clear view. And I don’t mean something that throws me into a rage, I mean something that catches my attention in a way that makes me feel I need to protect someone from something. Something that causes in me a feeling of wanting to change circumstances from what they are now to something I find preferable. I am not an activist by any means. I bless those who choose that bumpy path. But I have long felt myself to be somewhat of a voice for those who haven’t found their voice yet. Those who don’t speak up for themselves. Those who can’t speak up for themselves.
It’s funny as I say that, that also, as a psychic medium, I give voice for those who have crossed over. More who can’t speak up for themselves. But I’m talking here about the people I know who are too shy to voice what they want to say to someone. Mostly for fear of repercussion, fear of backlash for speaking up. I grew up in a household like that, where everyone was waiting for the axe to fall, at Dad’s mood. Something I won’t watch 10 seconds of on tv? A couple or family arguing. Off. Period, end of story. Continue reading