softness is her secret strength
like driven white snow
Like the driven snow
she covers, shields & protects
whilst charging her love
Charged with love's strong surge
dormant seeds of power rise
giving birth to hope
Birthing seeds of hope
Love Divine purposed her role ~
My last haiku post was a difficult one, I couldn't even formulate the simple 5~7~5 syllable content with accuracy for my mind was elsewhere... In the past when my spirits were more buoyant and I had a certain sense of 'C'est la vie' towards the hiccups that came my way haiku poems dripped from the pen like sweet nectar flowing. I spoke of the 'lean' times in my post as being part of the journey for lesson learning, and so the beauty that has accompanied these days of uncertainty has found it's way in the shedding of much pent-up emotions, unleashed by the empathetic words of sweet sisters.
The true role of the Empath I feel is one born through the path of experience, not necessarily the same experience but the sensing of another's plight and so being in a unique position of catalyst for tearful release of those painful feelings, a kind of conduit for that purpose.
Interestingly on the subject of the 'Empath' I visited The Mind Unleashed to learn more about the subject and was amazed to find that I had most of the points attributed to that personality type. This is both good and not so good news, there are both positives and draw-backs of being an 'Empath', though from my early investigations I glean that learning self-care is primary and that grounding work is necessary.
Sending my haiku home to ~
Haiku my Heart
Recuerda mi Corazon