Remembering Myself

A Moment of Sensitivity and Mindfulness

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Something shifted in me this morning.

Yesterday, I was talking with one of my sisters about my current situation — I don’t have a job right now. No clear path. No immediate prospects. Yet, deep inside, I know that everything will align, and life will bring something wonderful, unexpected, even, when the time is right.

But as I listened to all her suggestions on what to do, like becoming a substitute teacher, I felt her worry. Her energy — the tension, the fear, the love tangled with concern. I walked away from that conversation feeling suddenly heavy, as if all the hope had quietly leaked out of me.

This morning, in a moment of meditation and stillness, it came to me. I sometimes need my family’s approval to feel accepted, and I’m sensitive to their energy. I sense energy and emotions so deeply that I sometimes forget it is not mine.

I am trying to be mindful to develop deep inner stability, emotional self-reliance, and emotional boundaries. It’s not just about being open or empathic. It’s about becoming aware of that sensitivity and learning to honor it without losing myself inside it. I saw how easily I can fall into emotional codependence — how my openness can unconsciously reach for security through other people’s feelings or perceptions.