Tea: Mandarin Green with Honey
Music: Holly Cole, "Make it Go Away"
Time: Night.
I have a friend who can feel others' pain. Literally.
It's something for which I've wished on more than one occasion -- not only to be able to feel it but to bear it, and not only pain but illness.
But I couldn't. And I still can't. And that, sometimes, is its own kind of pain.
She says it's nothing for which I should wish.
Still do sometimes, though ... still do.
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You don't want it. I cannot tell you in how many ways you don't want it, even as I understand the wanting. In truth, wanting it, however, is its own gift -- a gift to others, and not to self. It is a heart-gift, wanting to help others to bear their burdens. Balance requires a willingness to let others help you, as well, and that can be difficult. You are no less a source of strength and healing for not being crippled by other people's pain (on top of your own; it isn't an exchange). It is a gift with as many blessings as blades and as many blades as blessings, and your own gifts are every bit as full with potency and wonder.
You have talents and abilities that are far more valuable.
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