I had a recent experience with my adopted daughter’s counselor that revealed that not everyone is empathic and I often assume they are. Just because I am, and I live at a level of deep feeling, doesn’t mean everyone is. This can be frustrating. I thought the woman, who is a good counselor for my daughter, understood what I was describing and feeling, but then she said something that revealed, she didn’t get it at all! She thought she did, but she didn’t. She was even very left field. I thought if she had really heard, put all the obvious pieces together, and SEEN, she would have gotten it.
Being empathic can be difficult. We see. We see many layers simultaneously as plain as day. We can often feel what others are feeling and understand the big picture easily. You KNOW your friend isn’t upset about the phone bill, but her lack of communication with her family. You KNOW the really issues, the real problem. Our frustration can be when others can’t return the favor. They had no idea we felt that way. We have to tell them.
I often think that in previous lifetimes I must have been a no-nonsense, all-logic, non-feeling type, and this lifetime is my just reward, or seeing more positively, just my learning experience to create some balance.