I’m in the business of noticing things.

Life’s intricacies.

A detective to my surroundings.

And what I feel when I’m in them.

Like when I kept purchasing expired juice a few weeks back. At first it was an accident, then a pattern. One I chose to notice because patterns are telling, and that one was asking me to take note of what was outdated in how I was living. Or like how January saw me obsessed with the colour green: the colour of the heart chakra - and shared humanity. (A theme running through all of 2020.) I wore a green scarf, a green ring and felt pulled to drinking green smoothies again; a pattern I noticed and shared with my community over on Instagram to prepare folks for what we were going to be up against. I didn’t know it would be a pandemic, just that we were stronger together and our togetherness would be healing.

Or like the call I just had with a client.

I noticed around her that I felt bogged down, like a body at the bottom of a river. Morbid, but she likes horror movies and the imagery was hers I picked up on. I noticed it because that’s how she’s feeling: bogged down because she has never felt safe being angry so sadness became her default and it’s getting too heavy.

And what I’m noticing right now is that I’m resting a lot. So much that I postponed my upcoming podcast episode. I knew my insights would help others, but I decided to pause and not publish it right now because not publishing felt best to my heart. I’m also being drawn to watching a Netflix series about American politics - and loving it, because the fictional President is an honest man and I'm learning from him. He’s teaching me vulnerability and leadership from a place of doing the best you can. Not being perfect but having good intentions. I’m also pinning a lot of images of garden parties and wooden tables at dusk. Feelings that make me excited for when I see my loved ones next. Feelings that remind me how much I want to be close to other humans.

And I’m learning that despite all the death and dying -

of people
of plans
of the routines we had bound ourselves in,

I’m still being inspired by something.

Despite the unknowns, I’m realizing that I do know something — that I’m still being guided.

Because I feel inspired.

And inspiration means my spirit is leading me.

I don’t know where exactly, but I know my spirit knows exactly what she’s doing, especially in the moments the human in me feels most unclear.

So I wonder:

What are you being drawn to?
What are you noticing about your inner pulls?
How is your spirit guiding you?

With you in this time of surrender, and excited to see who we are a few months from now.

x

Robin

The pandemic hit just as I was about to launch the spring round of Empaths in Business. It’s my favourite program to offer, but like many, when the world stopped, I didn’t know what to do because we as a world haven’t experienced this before. After much thought I decided to offer it, just quietly - opening myself up to teach and allowing those in need of the content to find me. We start Monday and here’s the link if you’d like to learn more about what we’ll be covering. If drawn to use this time to shape your offer and get comfortable showing up and sharing what you do, I’m really excited to spend the next few weeks supporting you ❤ 

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Hi! I'm Robin —

The diarist behind The Diary of an Empath and creator of Empaths in Business, teaching empaths how to turn their work into a business that works, with strategy, healing and support.