Empowered By Sensitivity: What Type of Empath Are You?

I know I’m definitely precognative. I get constant feelings of DejaVu and I’ve had a few other weird experiences.

The most bizarre experience I’ve had occured about 8 years ago when I was working at a McDonalds. I could have sworn I experienced the same 10 minute period twice across two different days nearly a year apart. Can’t 100% recall whether the first time was actually real or if it was just in a day dream when I was bored at work, but whatever the case was, I recall feeling something odd at the time that I could not explain. When the second event occured about a year later, I recalled the exact sequence of the first event immediately. I could see everything as it was happening, knew exactly what each person was going to say, where they were going to be when they said it, what else was happening in the room. Entire time I just knew I’d done this all before.

Was kinda freaky in a way, and I kept thinking about it for the next few months, wondering if there was something I was supposed to notice, or do differently from the first time around. Still not entirely sure what actually happened.

I am not sure on any of the others. I might have experienced some signs of a few of the others, but I’m not entirely sure. Are there any other abilities you can think of for a Geomantic Empath?? I’m not sure I’ve ever felt any natural disasters before they occur, but I’ve predicted some pretty big storms before (though that also might just fall under my precog abilities).

I have never found a label that has fit me so well as “Empath” so I truly thank you, Sol and Luna, for creating LonerWolf and providing these essays full of information for us still finding our way. You really have developed a safe haven and cultivated a sense of community for individuals whom usually do not feel at “home” in much of society. So thank you for all that you do!

(And I apologize for writing so many longwinded comments these last few weeks–I very much appreciate your patience! This is all so new to me, it is invigorating to discuss these ideas with like minded individuals who might be able to relate! Thank you for carrying on an ongoing dialogue about these topics. I hope I am not depleting your energy or causing annoyance with all my questions and self focused oversharing.)

Of the ten types of Empaths listed above I might be an:

Emotionally Receptive Empath
Physically Receptive Empath
Fauna Empath
Flora Empath
Precognitive Empath
Telepathic Empath

Flora and Fauna are very near and dear to my heart. I feel at home surrounded by plants and animals. I was ridiculed as a child for my protective nature towards all living things–especially my concern for plants and “undesirable” animals and insects. Creating a safe haven for animals and plants has always been a dream of mine.

I think I may have some Precognitive tendencies because I have bouts of déjà vu and because I have a very active, lucid dream life which often comes into fruition around me–albeit sometimes differently than I originally interpreted. An example would be: shortly after my wedding I had a horrible dream from which I awoke sobbing hysterically in the middle of the night. I had dreamt my Father in-law and I were weeping together because my very healthy Mother in-law had unexpectedly died. I adore her and was terrified by my dream because I had just “gotten” her as a MIL and couldn’t imagine losing her so soon. I was inconsolable, choking out tears, but my half asleep husband refused to let me even tell him what happened in my dream. I was so hurt he wouldn’t let me tell him what it was about my dream that had upset me so much, that I went to sleep out on the couch. Around dawn I woke up to find my husband staring me in the face. He informed me his parents had just called to tell us that his beloved aunt–his mother’s sister–had been diagnosed with terminal cancer and that she didn’t have long to live. He told me later he had been too afraid to know what my dream was about because he knew it had to be bad and it scared him that whatever it was might come true. We immediately booked a flight so we could go to his aunt’s place to say our goodbyes. When we arrived, my husband rushed into her room where his mother was caring for her. I was left with my FiL, whom immediately broke down sobbing on my shoulder. It was the exact scene from my dream. He had been the caretaker of the caretaker and needed to finally let out the emotions he had kept bottled up. We all adored my husband’s aunt so much. Her death was truly a great loss for us all.

The reason I think I may have some Physically receptive Empath in me is not so much because I can sense out disease or “see” sickness, but because I have what my mom calls “the touch”–i.e. I give great back rubs and muscle massages and am very good at comforting others :) I always wondered why other people never seemed to give as good of back rubs as I was giving to them; they either rubbed too hard, in the wrong spot or not deeply enough. I didn’t understand why they couldn’t sense what I needed the way I could them. I very recently figured out what I was doing; I was giving them the back rub that I thought I needed, when in actuality, I needed a back rub because I was sensing the aches in their bodies in my own! The same can go for other people’s emotional pain; When I hug and comfort someone in deep distress it is almost like I am absorbing their sadness, like I’m sucking out poisonous venom. Even though I feel compelled to comfort them–and it pleases me to give them some form of relief–it does come at an expense, as afterwards I am usually emotionally spent or filled with anxiety.

Which is why I believe I am also an Emotional Empath. It can be difficult being attuned to the nuances of interpersonal communications happening in a social setting when no one else seems to be picking up, what seems to me, to be obvious cues and vibes. Sometimes a situation feels so overwhelmingly UNBEARABLE to me that I cannot get away fast enough. But when I later try to explain my anxiety or discuss the awkwardness with someone who also experienced the situation, I’m often perplexed to find they had no inkling as to what dynamics were playing out in front of them!

While some of the more Introverted members of LonerWolf may go to great lengths to avoid being around crowds, I often work surrounded by hundreds of people at a time in a fast paced environment. Up until recently, I did not realize this itself was stressful to me. Most of the people around me would never guess I am painfully self conscious or that I feel out of place because I have developed a very boisterous, bubbly, outgoing work persona that I hide behind. I work very hard to prevent people from looking too deeply beneath my surface and seeing the awkward, overly sensitive girl hiding within.

The reason I keep this hectic job of servitude is because I’m very good at reading people and knowing what they want and need from me before even they do. I see the problems before they happen. Sometimes they think they want one thing, when I KNOW they actually want something else. They might insist they get that first thing, but then are deeply disappointed by its reality when they actually get it. When i bring them the thing i “knew” they wanted, they are suddenly relieved and happy. Even though others may view my job as tedious and “beneath” me, I feel rewarded and useful. The downside to this is sometimes I feel overwhelmed by the needs of everyone around me–like a life raft being overtaken by desperate swimmers. You can only help so many, but how do you choose whom to help?