“Highly sensitive people are too often perceived as weaklings or damaged goods. To feel intensely is not a symptom of weakness, it is the trademark of the truly alive and compassionate. It is not the empath who is broken, it is society that has become dysfunctional and emotionally disabled. There is no shame in expressing your authentic feelings. Those who are at times described as being a ‘hot mess’ or having ‘too many issues’ are the very fabric of what keeps the dream alive for a more caring, humane world. Never be ashamed to let your tears shine a light in this world.” Anthon St. Maarten
I read these words whenever I need sustenance or soulful silence. This world can be noisy, confusing, wildly argumentative, and lacking in love. But it’s also filled with personalities who persist, owning their emotions and extending empathy freely. I cling to the latter. In my opinion, being sensitive is strength personified. Our complexities are not to be ignored or underestimated.
This is a strange time to be alive. Throughout this pandemic we’ve made ourselves weak and weary with anger, blame, guilt, and worry. I don’t want to go too deep down the rabbit hole so let me just say this: I intend to be an emotional extrovert throughout this ordeal and well beyond.
Are we doing enough to love one another? Are we lifting ourselves up and reflecting consistently and courageously? Do we invest in rest, digitally detox, restore respectfully, and resolve readily. Such questions are necessary for growth. Moreover, the answers extract and elevate the meaningful.