Thoughts of an empath for empaths. I have done this for several reasons. I can design it in the way I want to. I can use plugins that allow me more flexibility. It allows me to combine my Empath support services with the blog.

One of the most interesting things about the town of Goldfield, Nevada is that the dead now far outnumber the living. There are approximately 1,200 people buried in the city cemetery and according to the 2010 census, only 248 people currently reside in Goldfield. Most of the tombstones are made from crudely cut stone, and volunteers over the years have kept the inscriptions visible by painting them red. A lot of the stones are simply marked miner, or unknown.

I am a Multiple Fuck-Up Waiting to Happen. Empath of my Heart and Soul.

Discounts on all of your favorite brand name bowls. Associates are there to yell. Here you will find spicy. For the moms, dolphins. For the kids and all the latest electronics for the cousin. So come on down to your smelly. On February 26, 2015 in Uncategorized.

For me, that post was a part of my growing process. A rock bottom if you will. A symbol of my turning point out of the victim-consciousness that had me firmly in its grip. I feel I have come a long way since then so that is what I would like to share today.

I have a vision for my life. We can see if you and I share this dream. Would you indulge me as I make a rough sketch of it? It is December 27th, the gifts I looked forward to giving are with their new owners, and I am feeling as deflated as the unstuffed stockings. These are dark days before January 1st that .