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Walking the Edge: My Journey as an Empath Learning to Protect, Heal, and Shine

For as long as I can remember, I’ve sensed things others couldn’t. Energies, presences, whispers from another realm—all mixed into the fabric of my everyday life. It wasn’t until much later that I understood why: I’m an empath. Being an empath means I absorb emotions and energies around me, sometimes to the point where it feels overwhelming. Negative energies, draining people—what I call “energy vampires” or “soul snatchers”—can knock me off balance if I’m not careful. For a long time, this sensitivity felt like a curse. But now, I see it as a gift—a calling. Encounters Beyond the Veil Throughout my life, I’ve had moments that defy logic. One night driving past a cemetery, I saw a pink orb-like form linger around my car. It felt playful and curious, not frightening—a gentle energy reaching out across the veil. But it wasn’t one of my guardian angels. I’ve felt their presence in other ways, and this orb was something else—something that just passed through, maybe just drawn to my l...

Overcoming the Fear of Failure: A Journey Toward Growth and Abundance



Why do we fear failure so much? It’s ironic because failure is often the driving force behind success. Many of the world’s most accomplished individuals—inventors, entrepreneurs, leaders, and visionaries—have experienced failure before achieving greatness. Yet, the fear of failure persists for most of us. Why is that?

For me, the fear of failure has often stemmed from a deeper fear: losing security. The thought of being homeless, without money, food, or a roof over my head, has been overwhelming at times. But when I pause to reflect, I realize how fortunate I am. I live in a land of opportunity, in a country known for its abundance and generosity. Americans are remarkable for helping one another, whether by offering food, money, or time. This realization gives me a sense of peace and reassurance—reminding me that even in the worst-case scenario, help and hope are within reach.

Finding Power in Acceptance

Recently, I’ve been grappling with a significant challenge. My photography business, which I’ve poured my heart and soul into, is facing uncertainty during a challenging economy. As I question whether I want to continue in this field much longer, I’ve realized that I’m at a crossroads. While I believe I still have a couple of good years left in me, I’ve also started planning a transition into coaching.

Though this change hasn’t fully happened yet, the mere thought of pivoting has taught me an invaluable lesson—failure isn’t something to fear; it’s something to embrace. One pivotal moment came when I asked myself, “Who cares if I fail?” I let go of the fear of living in my car or starting over again. In that moment, I felt empowered. I realized that failure simply means I tried—that I took a step forward. And if I didn’t succeed, I’d learn valuable lessons to guide me the next time. The worst-case scenario wasn’t the end of the road; it was a chance to begin again, stronger and wiser.

Shifting My Mindset

This experience led me to understand the incredible power of mindset. Thoughts shape reality, and I knew I needed to reframe how I viewed failure and success. Instead of focusing on the uncertainty of the future, I chose to believe in my vision and the steps I’m taking to achieve it. Failure no longer lingered in my rearview mirror; it became part of the journey—a stepping stone to my destination.

Guided by the law of attraction, I set clear intentions and committed to taking care of myself mentally, physically, and spiritually. I invested in courses and resources to sharpen my skills and expand my knowledge. With all this preparation, fear has no place in my life. Instead, I’ve set myself up for success by focusing on progress and perseverance.

Living a Life of Purpose and Abundance

What excites me most about this new chapter is the opportunity to live a life of abundance and prosperity—not just for myself, but to help others. I envision giving back to my favorite charities, supporting random acts of kindness, contributing to my church, and assisting others in need—financially, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. My ultimate goal is to make the world a better place in any way I can.

This journey has taught me that failure isn’t the end; it’s simply part of the process. Each setback offers a chance to learn, grow, and try again. As I move forward, I’m filled with hope and determination, knowing that every step brings me closer to the life I’ve envisioned.

A Final Thought

To anyone facing the fear of failure, I encourage you to shift your perspective. Ask yourself: What’s the worst that could happen? Then remind yourself of your strength, your support system, and the opportunities around you. Failure is not a reflection of your worth; it’s proof that you’re taking action. Embrace it, learn from it, and keep moving forward. The life you dream of is within reach—and every step, no matter how small, brings you closer to it.

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Walking the Edge: My Journey as an Empath Learning to Protect, Heal, and Shine

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