Need Help To Navigate Your Psychic Awakening?

“You can’t stop a teacher when they want to do something. They just do it.” 
~ J.D. Salinger

There’s a difference between ‘Spiritual Awareness’ and a full-on ‘Psychic Awakening’. Spiritual Awareness happens when we begin to understand that there is more to the Universe than meets the eye. It leads to such things as asking the Angels to find you an excellent parking spot right out the front of a crowded supermarket or deciding to learn Reiki. Spiritual Awareness is gentle and lovely and helps you feel connected, loved-up and curious about all kinds of spiritual and energetic things.

Psychic Awakening is a crazy ride, where your psychic and intuitive awareness becomes hyper-stimulated and hyper-alert, and where you cannot control how or when that happens. It leads to a rapid acceleration in your psychic and intuitive gifts and it can be so traumatic that it can tip people into mental illness or breakdown OR cause them to stall in their development or close off their intuitive abilities altogether.

Psychic Awakening is an unstable and often scary time. It’s lonely too because there’s usually no-one to talk with who’ll understand what you are going through. But I do, because I’ve been there. One of the things that led me to the work I do now is that I never wanted another person to have to find their way through a Psychic Awakening on their own and without a teacher – which is what happened to me all those years ago.

Once you’re through your Psychic Awakening you’re open to your intuitive gifts and you can use those gifts to support you in whatever you came to do in this life. Because EVERYONE who goes through Psychic Awakening has come here to this life to be of service in some way. You’ll all have a Calling, a reason for being here, and using your psychic and intuitive gifts will support you in your Calling.

I was sitting with a client yesterday, doing a Life Direction Reading with her. Before we started she told me about why she had come to see me.

‘I was in Bali and it came through in my meditation that I needed to see you. I got your name in my meditation and I googled Nicole Cody and then I made a booking. That probably seems crazy to you!’

‘No,’ I said. ‘It doesn’t sound crazy at all. There’s a certain group of people who find their way to my door because they need my help with a specific thing – their Psychic Awakening. That’s why you’re here.’

We had a great session together, but to navigate a Psychic Awakening you need more than ninety minutes. It just wasn’t enough time for me to give her everything she needed. And that bothered me because she left still needing my help.

My client was the fourth person I’ve seen in the past few weeks who is sitting in full-blown Psychic Awakening, and one of several I’ve talked with who feel that they are in some kind of strange feedback loop or go-slow with their psychic development after stepping into the initial stages of Psychic Awakening.

Which is why I’m posting this today. You see, I’m noticing this huge upswing in Awakening as we move toward 2020, and I know it’s the beginning of a major shift in consciousness.

So, I am considering creating a pilot ‘online spiritual mentoring course’ to help people cope with their Awakening and to teach them foundation skills for using their psychic gifts. Keeping it online means you’d be able to join in from wherever you are.

The format would be me leading a group of you through live teaching webinars and Q and A sessions, as well as giving you access to workbooks, videos, weekly activities and a private forum. I’d be mentoring you and showing you everything I’ve used to open up my own gifts to a place of stability, connection and flow. It’s the stuff I usually only teach on retreats, and some of it is stuff I’ve never taught to groups before. But it’s time, and I know you’re ready.

I’m thinking of an 8-to-10-week format, and for the course to start in mid to late August this year. If enough people are interested.

So, if this sounds like something you’re interested in you need to let us know.

Leave a comment below or contact my PA, Trish Lyons, at nicolecodyinfo@gmail.com

Lots of love, Nicole xx

How Controversial Should I Be?

“But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars.” 
~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

I was working with a client a few days ago, and the topic rolled around to suicide.

She had been suicidal once, at a truly difficult time in her life. With therapy and support her life has now moved beyond the worst of the pain and back to a place of balance. But there is no-one to talk with about what happened, she said, now that she no longer pays a therapist to listen. And she worries people will think she is still in that space if she tries to talk about it with friends or family.

‘I understand,’ I said to her.

‘How could you?’ she answered crossly. ‘Only people who’ve been there understand. I mean REALLY understand.’

‘I can feel into your body, and step inside you where you met that pain head-on. So yes, I can understand it from inside you – as a psychic,’ I said, ‘but I also understand. Me. I understand.’ I said those last words more slowly this time, weighting each one.

‘No way,’ she said. ‘You? I don’t believe it.’ She looked genuinely shocked.

‘It’s true.’ I looked her in the eye. ‘I have stood in that place twice, and both times it was unexpected. Each place was a different planet I hope never to go back to. Both times I found a solution that ultimately kept me here. And you’re right. No-one ever talks about this stuff.’

We were out of time, and this was about me now, not about her.

‘Maybe you could blog about it,’ she said to me as we finished up. ‘I would have found that useful, to have known someone like you could have had feelings like me. I mean, I was so f*cked up and broken and ashamed…’ She paused. ‘To have read that, to read that now, would still be helpful. So, could you?’

What do you think, dear Tribe? I’ve written about being psychic and being incontinent and all other manner of personal over-sharing. Should I break this taboo too?

I’ll be guided by you.

Much love, Nicole xx

Should You Ride In On Your White Horse And Save Them?

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Image from www.dbeckham.cz

“I find the best way to love someone is not to change them, but instead, help them reveal the greatest version of themselves.”
~ Steve Maraboli

 

Recently I received a message on facebook that I thought it was worth answering here on my blog.

Random Question – What does one do with the compulsive need to ‘save’ people or fix things?? You know, when you can feel and sense everything bubbling away. The stuff they are not even willing to acknowledge. I get very burdened by that and have this burning desire to get it up and out and make it right, it’s not always good…..

 

I love this question.

Can you see any aspect of yourself in this? I know that this describes the way that I once lived in the world, and the way I used to feel about so many things.

It’s an especially big question for lightworkers, healers of all persuasions, coaches and counsellors, and people who are waking up to their own intuitive and spiritual nature.

Often, we can see a better way to do things. A fast way to fix something. A clear solution to someone else’s situation or problem.

As the author of this question wrote, sometimes you can see ‘stuff they are not even willing to acknowledge’.

So, what should you do?

Firstly, sit quietly in your own good self and ask yourself What’s this really all about?

Is it possible that you are simply very sensitive or perhaps even over-sensitive to emotions, energy and disharmony right now? Is the choice or behaviour or situation of another person causing you irritation, frustration, anger or great sadness? If that’s true for you then it’s best for you to go spend time in nature, to be alone for a while, to find some quiet time and space where you can rest, ground and unwind a little. When we get this sensitive we often react in ways that aren’t helpful for ourselves or others. Acknowledge your own emotional state. Look after your own needs first.

Perhaps your great big heart is simply stretched to bursting with worry and compassion. You hate to see this person suffering, or making bad choices, or causing suffering to others. In this case the best place to start might by using meditation or prayer for this person, and visualising them as transcending or overcoming their current circumstances in ways that allow them to be happier and healthier. Practice kindness and understanding. Know that this is their journey, and their learning. It’s hard to learn a lesson or to build skills and confidence in solving your own problems if someone else sorts it all out for you. Can you wait until they ask for help? Can you offer help, but be okay if they don’t take you up on that offer? Do all that you can not to sit in judgement, or to say things that will make the person feel worse about themselves.

Is it even your place to interfere? Of course, I’m not talking about walking past a person bleeding out in the street or whose house is burning down.  Rendering help to someone genuinely in need is always a good thing to do. But that is about being of service. That is about the Universe working through you in coming to the aid of another in a time of trial or crisis. It’s not about fixing what is broken in someone.

And lastly, do you find yourself focusing on everyone else’s pain points because you are avoiding something in yourself or your own life?

 

Some of my most powerful lessons have come through my own bad choices, wrong actions, overt need to please others, or plain carelessness. If I had been ‘saved’ or ‘fixed’ in any of those situations I would never have grown wiser or moved to the space beyond that place of stuckness or pain. Ultimately it was me who needed to see and own the problem, and to actively work on seeking a better outcome so that I could evolve to a space of greater wholeness.

As a lightworker you can be of service by offering to help, by supporting with kindness, by being a compassionate listener, or simply by allowing things to unfold and sitting in a space of love and non-judgement. By offering guidance when asked for advice. Life is messy and hard for all of us at times. Each of us are capable of acts of great ignorance, ego and stupidity. Hardship often happens when we least expect it.

All of us deserve love anyway.

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Image from pinterest – by Christine Cheung

This compulsive need to save or to fix? Check that it’s not coming from a deep insecurity and a need to earn love from others.

Check that it’s not coming from a place of standing on higher moral ground.

Check that it’s not coming from the instability that is always created when we step into the beginnings of psychic awakening and become aware of emotions, energies and thoughts in other people – in ways that can often be confusing for us, or make us feel as though ‘we have to do something!’

I have come to see that life is far more complex and multi-layered with meaning that I can rightly understand. Things that make no sense at all in the moment reveal wisdoms to us only years later.

We are all wounded. We are all vulnerable. We are all, at times, oblivious. And that’s okay.

When we view the world with loving eyes, and come from a place of kindness that seeks to understand and accept, we also begin to create a deeper sense of harmony and inner peace within ourselves. We lift ourselves up. We smooth our own ride through life.

I hope that helps.

I honour the place in you that so loves others, and that wants to alleviate their suffering and ease their journey.

Sending much love to you, Nicole <3 xx

Letter Writing Challenge – Week Two

“No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.”
~ Charles Dickens

“There is no exercise better for the heart than reaching down and lifting people up.”
~ John Holmes

 

Welcome to Week Two of my Letter Writing Challenge. For six weeks, every Monday, I am posting a theme and ideas, and asking you to pen a short (or long!) letter to someone, and then pop it in the post or otherwise deliver it to them.

Here’s what you’ll need:

  • Your favourite pen or writing implement
  • Writing paper, cards or postcards
  • A small crystal or stone
  • Between five and thirty minutes each week to sit down and write your letter.

Are you ready? Let’s go!

Read the instructions through once, and then complete the activity.

This Week’s Theme :  The Letter of Support and/or Encouragement

Start by holding your crystal or stone in your hands. Close your eyes, and build an energy of gratitude in your heart. Feel your heart swell with emotion. Pour that energy of gratitude into the crystal and then continue to sit in meditation for a minute or two longer. Open your heart and then think about a person who could really use a kind word, some support or encouragement right now. It could be a public figure, a friend, a family member, or someone in your community. They might be going through a hard time , or they might be reaching out to do something that is pushing their boundaries. Trust that the person you think of first will be the right person for today’s activity.

Once you have been guided to a person, sit for a further minute and be open to words, images or feelings that might help you with your letter.

Now take out your paper and pen and write to them. Pour your feelings of support or encouragement onto the page. Know that you’ll find good words, and that your words will help them, and let them know that someone cares.

You could use a note card, a postcard, or a piece of paper. Go with what feels right to you.

Remember to sign your name when you are done.

Life can be an uphill climb sometimes. Knowing that someone is standing in support of us can mean the world.

Here are some suggestions for people who might benefit from your kind words:

  • A new parent
  • Someone going through an illness
  • Someone whose efforts or sacrifice made a difference to you or to the world
  • A person who is studying
  • A public figure you admire who is working to bring about change
  • Someone who has lost a friend, a partner, a child, a pet
  • Someone who is learning something new
  • Someone coping with loss
  • A person who has made a mistake
  • Someone starting a new business
  • Servicemen and women
  • Volunteers
  • Someone with a really big goal
  • Someone who is starting over
  • A person who is ending something
  • A person in changed or challenging circumstances
  • An immigrant or new arrival in your country or town
  • Someone who has achieved something to be proud of
  • Someone who tried, and failed

When your note is finished, post it off, hand deliver it, or leave it where you know it will be found and read.

If it is not us who will encourage and support, then who?

Happy Writing!

Lots of love, Nicole xx

 

PS: If you want to share what you’ve done, pop over to our facebook page and say hi, and share away!

Missed the start of the Challenge?

You can go back and catch up here:

Letter Writing Challenge – Week One

What To Do With Monsters Under The Bed

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Image from www.vk.com

“The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn’t real. I know that, and I also know that if I’m careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle.”

~ Stephen King, Night Shift

 

I love that quote above by Stephen King about monsters, because it’s true. We all know what to do to help a child with monsters under the bed. Logic seldom works. We can’t just say, ‘Monsters don’t exist, honey. Don’t be silly. Get back into bed and go to sleep.’

Science has proven, over and over again, that for our brains, imaginary is real.

For the child the monster is real. Even if part of them knows it’s not. So what does a caring adult or older sibling do? They turn the light on. They go through the process of checking under the bed and in the cupboards. Maybe they offer some kind of solution and support so that the child can feel safe. They might use a nightlight, or give the child a magical crystal, or tell them that their teddy bear will stay awake and watch over them while they sleep.

We don’t give the monster strength by agreeing that it is scary. We diminish the monster by doing all the things that make it weak and small, or that banish it altogether.

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Image from devilsfoe.com

Why am I telling you this?

This technique of support and reassurance works on grown-ups and proverbial monsters too.

I have a girlfriend whose husband is freaking out right now. His big fear is running out of money. As a consultant he has jobs that need finishing, and when they are finished he will get paid. But there are no new contracts on the table. Instead of working on the things that will bring money in he is constantly looking for jobs he might be suited to, and asking his wife to do him up a new curriculum vitae.

The monster is the lack of new projects. And in his head my friend’s husband is already imagining them starving and out on the streets. Now his monster is a shapeshifter!

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Image from picphotos.net

He’s telling his wife about the monster because he needs reassurance and support.

So what should she do?

No amount of telling him that things will be fine will slay her husband’s monster. If she truly listens to him, and then honours his fears by helping him get his resumé together, he’ll calm down and be able to finish his work. That is the best way for her to support him right now – by acknowledging his monster and his fear. And by refocusing his mind on solutions, and on all of the things that ARE going right in his life. By reminding him of his own unique talents and strengths.

The worst thing she could do is make fun of his fears!

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Image from flickr

It might be you who has the monster under the bed. Some people are lucky enough to be able to get themselves into a space where they can ignore their monster. But for most of us, that’s a losing battle.

To help yourself, find the thing that is really worrying you, and explore it deeply. Then deconstruct those worries by finding some simple solutions that you can actually implement in your life. Clearly identifying the underlying worry, and giving yourself practical steps to deal with that worry is a way to clear out the monsters, to turn on the light, and to bring yourself back to a place where you can sleep peacefully.

Love lights the darkness. Whenever you can, be that light.

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Image from simplereminders.com

No Angels Wear Pink Pyjamas

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Image from Chakra Centre

“I do believe we’re all connected. I do believe in positive energy. I do believe in the power of prayer. I do believe in putting good out into the world. And I believe in taking care of each other.”Harvey Fierstein

 

Yesterday I went to a favourite cafe in New Farm. It’s the first time I’ve driven myself to a cafe in over a year, and I was really looking forward to the opportunity to sit on my own in a quiet corner, writing and enjoying a good coffee.

I arrived very early, just after six, put in my order and got to work. While I wrote, completely absorbed in my story, the place filled up. It was a typical wintery raining morning in Brisbane, and there were couples, family groups and lycra-clad cyclists at all the outdoor tables.

After a while I had a strange feeling, and realised that a man a few tables over, sitting with a small group of his friends, kept staring at me. If I looked up he looked away, but as soon as I returned to my laptop he was staring again. It made me feel quite uncomfortable.

Eventually I caught his eye, and we just held each other’s gaze for a minute or so. I had a sensation of the most intense recognition, Now I was sure that I knew him, but I couldn’t place him at all. I smiled, mentally wished him well and sent him some love and went back to my writing.

As I was getting into my car an hour later, a young woman came over to me.

“Excuse me,” she said. “Can I talk to you for a moment?” She was nervously screwing the edge of her jacket between her hands.

“Sure,” I said, throwing my bag into the car.

“My boyfriend thinks he knows you,” she said, her words tumbling out in a hurry.

“The one from the coffee shop?” I asked. She had been sitting with her back to me, so I’d never seen her face.

“Yes, the coffee shop and from the Highway…” She said it like a challenge.

And then I knew. Slowly I sank down onto the driver’s seat of my car. “The man on the motorcycle,” I whispered.

Brisbane is a small place. If you lived here you’d know that we’re always joking about how the rest of the world may enjoy seven degrees of separation or connection, but in Brisbane it’s only two.

Last year, very very early, Ben and I were heading back to our farm at Possum Creek, about two hours drive from Brisbane. It was about 4am, rainy, and I was incredibly ill from my Lyme drugs. That’s why we had decided to drive home at such an hour. After some sleep, and before my next round of meds I was hoping that it would be a vomit-free trip.

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Image from Transgrediendo

We’d only just entered the Highway when a motorbike screamed past us on the empty road, going so fast it made it look like we were standing still. I was overcome with the blackest of dreads.

“Slow down! Slow down!” I screamed. I wasn’t sure who I was even talking to, my husband or the bike.

My husband slowed the car, and put his hand on my leg. “Are you okay? Are you going to be sick?” he asked, his voice filled with concern.

I couldn’t even speak, I was so upset, but I shook my head to indicate that I was okay. We drove on for less than ten minutes and then the traffic came to a stop. There had been an accident. It was the bike, as I’d known it would be. Debris was strewn across the road. A solitary motorbike helmet sat in the middle of a lane like someone had casually placed it there. The traffic banked up behind us.

An ambulance was already there. More arrived. Police cars came. I was trembling with shock. To calm myself I closed my eyes and went into meditation.

And there I saw it all, as though I was looking down on the accident from above.

“That’s my friend,” said a man beside me. He was wearing a motorbike jacket. “Can you help him?”

His friend was on the ground, badly injured. Ambulance crews were bent over him, trying to get him stable, trying to stop the bleeding. His leg was hanging by sinew and denim. He was distressed and awake.

I poured my love into the man on the ground. I called on God. I asked all of the Angels, Guides and Ancestors to help him and to hold him safe. I prayed for the paramedics, who were fighting so hard for this man. I asked for the best outcome for all.

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Image from tumblr

Eventually the ambulances left, and the police and fire crews cleared a lane so that the traffic could creep past. The sun hadn’t even come up yet.

The twisted remains of the bike had been pushed against a concrete wall. The car involved had already been towed away.

I cried.

When we got home to the farm I couldn’t stop thinking about the accident. I searched the online news and police reports, but found only the briefest mentions. In the end I lit a candle for all involved, and included them in my daily prayers and meditations.

“My boyfriend is sure that you’re an Angel,” the young woman said, bringing me out of the past and back to the carpark. “He says you came to him in the accident, and you were wearing pyjamas.”

I had been wearing pyjamas that morning. Pink pirate pyjamas and fluffy purple socks.

“It’s because of you that he believes in God now,” she said. “He comes to church with his mother and me.”

“I’m no Angel,” I said, trying to smile, deeply embarrassed at what she’d said. “What Angel would wear pyjamas? I’m just a person. I am a meditator, and when the accident happened I was in a car nearby, and so I prayed for him, and sent him love and light in my meditation. That’s all.”

“It’s been a terrible time,” said the girlfriend. “He lost his leg you know, but the worst thing is the guilt. He’s been so depressed about his friend.”

Now I understood. The man in the jacket who asked me to help his friend that day had been riding pillion. He’d been in the accident too. “I’m so sorry, for you and all your family,” I said.

The girl nodded, tears rolling down her face.

“Hey,” a voice behind her said. It was the man who’d been staring at me. It was the man from the crash.

I extended my hand and shook his, and we introduced ourselves. And then I stood up and gave him a hug. He was thin and frail under my arms. I could feel how tenuous his will to live still was.

“This is your second chance,” I whispered in his ear. “Make it count. Make it count for you, and for your friend. You’re still here for a reason.”

He cried. I cried. We hugged again. And then we said goodbye and I came home to my little house in Brisbane, pulled myself together and began a day of psychic readings for clients.

Truly, there is no such thing as an Angel in Pink Pyjamas, but I do believe that we are all connected, and that with our thoughts, intentions , love and prayers we can make a difference.

In our hearts we are all one. Let’s help each other wherever we can.

weareallconnected

I’ll Keep This Short And Sweet

“The best way to not feel hopeless is to get up and do something. Don’t wait for good things to happen to you. If you go out and make some good things happen, you will fill the world with hope, you will fill yourself with hope.” 
Barack Obama

 

Not much time for blog writing today. A dear neighbour’s very elderly family member fell and broke their hip last night, so my neighbours will be spending all their time at the hospital. Emergency surgery did not go well. The final part of their beloved family member’s journey has begun.

And I have a good friend who’s ill, and trying to juggle work and family while her husband is away.

I love these people, and I want to support them, and for me the best way to do that is to cook. Some simple meals that can be easily reheated. Some treats for lunch boxes. One less thing for them to worry about, and a way for me to feel useful.

I’m still not well either, but at least this is something I can manage. So today’s agenda is cooking, napping and if I’m lucky, a little writing.

See you tomorrow, for the next Guided Meditation in our seven week series.

Lots of love and big hugs to you too! Thanks for being part of my life. 🙂 Nicole xoxo

Don’t Play the Rescue Game!

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I tried to carry you

And make you whole

But it was never enough

I must go

Lyrics from Watch Over You, Alter Bridge

Many of my friends and clients are kind-hearted and compassionate souls, who feel compelled to help people.  In fact many are healers, counsellors and lightworkers by trade. But no matter what occupation they are trained for, they have one thing in common – they care about others.

If you read my blog you’ll know I’m all for acts of compassion, kindness and humanity. We need each other in this life, and living from the heart helps us all to heal, change and grow.  Sometimes there won’t even be a thank you for an act of kindness or compassion, but that’s okay.  When we’re living life from our hearts, honouring our own values and heeding that call to help is all that matters.

Today, though, I want to talk about an insidious situation that can develop from an honest drive to help others. I like to call it ‘The Rescue Game, although it’s never a game the first time.  At least it won’t be for you…

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You’ll see a friend, family member or co-worker in distress.  Perhaps they will even seek you out.  You’ll notice that something is wrong, you’ll gently enquire, and then this person will pour their heart out to you.

You’re a fixer.  You’ll listen, and then you’ll try your best to help because this person has a fixable problem. You’ll offer advice.  Maybe even some assistance.  You might offer support, or hook this person up with other friends or colleagues who can provide some sort of help or guidance too.

The first time, it’s not a game.  At least to you.

The person you’re helping will appear genuine. They will tell you that things are terrible. They will tell you that they need your help to change.  And of course, because you have a kind heart, and helping is hard-wired into you, you will say ‘yes’.

So when does it turn into a game? Your gut will start to let you know. Pay attention.  You’ll get a niggling feeling of doubt, or frustration. No matter how much good guidance you’ve offered, no matter how much support you provide, there will be little evidence of any change in the situation.

Or you’ll find that the person has lurched from one disaster to another, one drama to another – and still they need your help.

They’ll be skilled at pulling on your heart-strings. They’ll cleverly call to all those hard-wired places in you that compel you to serve others, and to help where you can.

But be assured, my friend, that truly this IS a game.

You’re being played.

Perhaps this other person seeks attention, perhaps they thrive on the drama, or worse – they use this behaviour to get by in life.  For them it is a choice, or an ingrained pattern, to be an exploiter of the good nature, generosity and trusting kindness of others.

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They won’t respect your help, they won’t pay back loans when they say they will – and may even try to borrow more money.  They won’t look after the things you loan them, or will assume possession of them and never give them back.

They won’t be consistent with helping themselves.  In fact, they might never even take that first step.

And there will always be an excuse.  Or someone else to blame.

This is a dangerous game, this Rescue Game.  But the person in danger is you.

Don’t play the Rescue Game!  Keep your energy for the people who will genuinely benefit from your help. And don’t worry if you’ve somehow ended up as a player in this game unintentionally. You can step away at any time. The first time you help, you can never tell.  And how can you go against the hard-wiring of your soul?  But when this is a pattern, when there is no improvement despite your best efforts, when your gut is screaming that there’s something wrong, my advice to you is to disengage and walk away.

Live from love, and in that place of love, honour yourself first. Then help people who are ready and willing to help themselves. Everything else is just a massive waste of your time, energy and resources, and it may leave you so badly broken that you may no longer care to help others, even though this was your calling.

There is a freedom in disengaging from an exploitive situation. Maybe it’s time for you to rethink the help you give. Let go of the guilt, and that overblown sense of responsibility.  People who look for rescuers shall soon find another source of support.

Walking away from people who drain you gifts you back energy, positivity and hope.  And you’ll find that suddenly, you become magnetic to good relationships, new opportunities and inspiration. ♥ Bless xx

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Other posts you may find helpful are:

Listen with your eyes…

How to deal with toxic people

When is it okay to break a promise?

Knowing when to walk away